"Fans speculate a romantic relationship between stars Alycia Debnam-Carey and Y/N Y/L/N, but despite all the rumors both celebrities deny that they are romantically involve and say they're just friends. But fans have noticed the two being super clos...
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In. Out. In. Out. I try to maintain my breathes. Everything was aching, some parts were numb. My sense of time wasn't great either. I know it's been some time since my uncle hurt me, but it didn't seem like any time passed. That's probably because I was trying to keep myself together and not pass out.
"Y/N?" Alycia's voice rings out, soft and sweet. I open my eyes not noticing they were closed and briefly move my head against the pillar to look towards the Australian. "Jesus...I know I asked this earlier but-"
"Alycia...I'm fine," I whisper cutting the girl off briefly, letting my eyes slowly close. "It's nothing but a scratch." A low cough escapes my lips only causing pain to shoot through my body.
"A scratch? Y/N there's bruising and cuts all over your face," Alycia speaks, her voice still soft yet worried. "I don't know what happened, but I'm sure he didn't just attack your face Y/N. So no...It's not just a scratch."
"You don't need to worry." I lick my lips, opening up my eyes a bit. "It's nothing I can't h-handle."
"Y/N-"
"I mean it Leesh-" I cut her off shaking my head slowly yet barely. "I hate to say it but I'm used to this. The repeated punching, the kicking. The burning was new-"
"Burning?" Panic strikes through the girl's voice and I shook my head, gently moving my hands against the zip ties trying to find her's. It's take me a second longer than it should but eventually I find her finger and lock mine with her's.
"We're in the cellar of my family's old warehouse plantation thing... My parents always created fun memories here before they passed. However my uncle didn't have a good childhood."
"What do you mean?"
"Exactly what I-I said. When he took me out of here he went on and on about what happened to him and my father. Their father, my grandfather hurt them too. Beat them, did things to them that my uncle has done to me and what I tried-tried to stop him from doing to T-Tina-" I pause a second closing my eyes. "He killed my parents Alycia."
"W--What?"
I nod my head up and down, feeling tears well into my eyes. "He told me...He said he hated my father, his own brother because my father turned his life around. He was the kid that their father didn't hit. The younger sibling. The do no wrong...My father was killed because he stole my uncle's love who's my mother. He was killed because he--he had a better life and didn't-didn't let his past d-define him.He was killed and my mother was killed by a fucking cr-crazy ass person they called family."
I close my eyes tightly, feeling tears slip down my cheeks. It was harder to breathe now. Images, flashes of my mother and father coming alive inside my head. Even flashes of Tina, her bright warm smile. I can't help but clench my jaw shaking my head. From that point I begin moving and tugging at the zip ties. Alycia's eyes were on me, I could feel them but I just kept moving and moving. Feeling my body ache and burn. Screams of pain escape my lips, moving faster and faster.
