My saviour is my master

chapter 1

"Don't you wanna be a good girl?," he asked. My young and naive mind  couldn't notice the threat behind  that question. I nodded enthusiastically and waited for Falcon to tell me what good girls do.

His large hand landed on my shoulder and slowly travelled to my throat. I just kept staring at his not-so-kind looking face anymore. He looked very scary at that moment but I  refused to cower in fear. Afterall,two girls wouldn't be alive right now if they weren't brave.

His fingers circle my throat and tightened a little. I closed my eyes and focused on breathing through my nose.I heard him laugh and then he released me.

"Am I a good girl now?"I asked. He smiled and gave my head a pat. He nodded. That made me so happy,I couldn't stop smiling.

I remember running to Amelia's room  to tell her everything that happened. I found her on her bed, crying. I couldn't understand why she was crying and she didn't bother telling me when I asked. I layed next to my little sister and soothed her.

"Everything is going to be okay,Amy. We are safe now".

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Ice cold water jolted me out of my beauty rest. I looked at the fucker who poured water on me. It was one of Falcon's lapdogs. I swear they enjoyed doing this and I'll enjoy it when the day I kill every single one of them. That brought a smile to my face and I raised my head. He just kept staring at me which gave me the opportunity to play with this idiot.

I slowly sat up,not to clink my chains too much and stared him dead in the eyes. He gulped and continued watching. I parted my legs even when the slightest movement hurt like a bitch. "Don't you wanna play?" I asked. He came a little closer. Walking tentatively like I'm a wild animal. I wanted to laugh at his idiocity.

Out of the blue,a kick landed on my middle and my body balled. He laughed like I just told a joke and tsked at me.

" I don't play with dirty little whores like your self ,cunt." Then he left.

One more bruise to my scared body. I wonder why I continue doing this things. They always land me a new bruise everytime and the cold floor helps to sooth some of my pain. Yes,I bed has been exchanged with a cage and nothing else. Turns out I wasn't a good girl as he said I was.

Stupid. That's what I am. I brought this upon Amelia and I. She didn't want to get out of the alley during the day but I fucking insisted. And now I'm curled up in the floor in a cage.

I just hope that Amelia is okay