The Rose and Its Thorns

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Warning this book contains sensitive topics. such as rape and abuse and other things. You will be warned before each chapter that these events take place. Reader discretion is advised.

"No please!" He screamed. "Just let me go! I swear I didn't do anything" he begged and cried, only making him angrier.

"Shut up you little brat! I warned you what would happen if you disobeyed me and now look what I have to do!"

SMACK!!!!

The boy cried out again as another harsh slap was made across his face. Tears ran down his sore cheeks, cooling them but also burning them more then what they already were. His chains rattled as he was released from the wall. He fell to his knees, quickly he tried to regain his footing before he was grabbed again. Just has a foot was under him he was kicked to the ground again and dragged off by the shackles around his wrists. He screamed and begged to be released, but what horrified him the most was that he knew what waited for him on the other side of that door.

A room with no windows, a plain black room with only one thing sitting in the middle of it. A bed. And once his stomach touched the thin mattress he knew what awaited him. He struggled more now, he was screaming, crying, begging to be released. He knew there was no point but he still had to try.

"Oh hush now. Be a good little boy for Daddy..." Even in the pitch black room his pearly white smirk seemed to glow brighter than any light could have.

"Kid!"

He tried to crawl away, only to be dragged back.

"Hey Kid!!"

He felt his large, cold hands on him and he shot up, eyes wide and looking around.

"Hey....You-You were having a bad dream....." The taxi driver looked at him from outside the backseat door. "Um...I had to stop and get gas, and just thought I'd wake you up to stretch your legs, hope that was okay?" He nodded.

"Yeah....thanks.."

"Uh, ill be over at the pump if you need me, we should be set to be back on the road in a few minutes." the kind driver spoke, although he was a stranger he had a soft tone, and an almost concerned look on his face for the young boy in the back seat. Not wanting to freak the boy out, he returned to his position by the gas pump and looked at the ground. The young boy in the backseat got up with a sigh and stretched his aching and cramped limbs. A dark hood  covered his head covering his face and with it, a large over-sized hoodie that completely covered the young boys entire torso.

After stretching his sore limbs he dug for his cash and made his way into the small 24-7 mart that stood a few feet from where they are parked. He kept his head low as he walked around, searching for what he was looking for. First he grabbed a few bottles of water, and maybe a small pack of pretzels. When he made his way up to the register, a stack of red boxes of an end cap caught his attention. He stopped mid stride and walked over, once he got closer and realized what the boxes were he grabbed two boxes and headed straight for the register.

The tired woman behind the counter gave a kind smile as he placed everything on the counter. She rang everything up, bagged it and smiled.

"That will be $25.00" he shakily flipped through his cash and sighed slightly. He handed her almost the full stack except for two dollars. Her smile faded as she watched him. She couldn't help but notice his red face, how he tried to avoid eye contact, and not to mention the red stains on his hands. She reached out and closed his hand around the money. He looked up at her surprised.

"I dont know what happened to you honey, but you keep the money," She pushed the bag full of the items he was going to purchase at him and smiled. "And take this stuff. I hope you make it somewhere safe." Tears filled his eyes. Maybe good people still existed after all. He thanked her and made his way out to his driver patiently waiting for him in the warm taxi. He got in the back seat and buckled up.

"We should be in the city in two more hours. I pulled a blanket and a pillow from the trunk for you, if you want to lay down. At least that way you wont have a kink in your neck from the window." After silence filled the car the driver pulled back on to the road and the young boy began his journey once again.