In the end I just say fuck it and instead of hitting the target, I just waste the bullet. I put the gun down and take the ear muffs off and look at him.
"I really suck at this"
He smiles while looking at me "with a little practice I'm sure you wil...
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~6 months later ~
⚠️Warning ⚠️ (Mention of rape) still in flashback mood.
I've been here 6 months and it's been total hell. I finally figured out what this place was. It may look and seem like a boarding school but it's a place we're they keep children like me and train us. Their definition of train is to torture us until we couldn't even breathe. They break us and then send us back to our family 'reformed' as they like to put it.
I get tortured everyday because he 'wants me to become stronger so I can rule with him' as he likes to put it. I'm not getting sent back home because he claimed me as his.
The door opens and I turned my head from looking out the window to see Miguel standing there with a maid behind him. I sat still as the maid brought me a small tray with bread, soup and water.
The first month I was here I didn't get anything to eat because I put up a fight and that angered him which resulted in me being punished daily.
She sat the tray on my bed and cast me a pitiful smile before walking out.
"Hi baby. How are you feeling?" He asked as he made his way toward me and sat on the bed and brushed my hair out of my face.
'God I hate this man' I thought while ignoring his question. I mean how is he asking me that after torturing me yesterday for calling him a coward for beating up a 10 year old.
He gets angry and grips my hair "answer me when I ask you a question" He said.
"Let go of me" I said struggling against his hold.
"Aww princess I already apologized for yesterday" he said letting go of my hair and kissing the back of my hands.
'Eww' I thought as I pulled my hand back.
I stare at the food in front of me and begin to eat. I haven't had a proper meal in forever and I realized that I've lost too much weight. I can see my bones now and every time I look at my self I just start crying.
'How could my own family do this to me? Don't they love me anymore?' My mind just keeps racing with these questions.
The first couple of months here I thought they would come get me. I thought they would come and ask me to forgive them and take me back home. I thought they would come and tell me it was all just a misunderstanding and we could go home, but that didn't happen and everyday I just lost hope. Miguel would taunt me just to trigger my anger and then punish me for it.
"Sweetheart, I'm going to work now. I'll be back and then we can have fun" he said while kissing my cheek a little too close to my lips.
I finish my food and lay down. I don't have to train today because he broke my wrist yesterday. He said he wants it to heal so he can break it again and again until it can't heal anymore.
I started crying cuz everything just hurt. My heart was broken, I was broken and I couldn't do anything about it.
I don't know when I fell asleep but I was woken up when the door opened and he walked in and grunted "Baby, I had a bad day and I know just seeing you and being here with you will make me feel better" he said as he hugged me. I tensed under his touch but he didn't seem to notice.
'Disgusting shit' I thought trying to pull away from him.
He started kissing my face and I froze. He then proceeded to kiss my neck and my shoulders. He pushed my into the bed and started kissing my stomach. I may have been 10 but I knew exactly what was going to happen.
"STOP! LET GO OF ME". I screamed at him and he just smirked at me. His eyes were darker as if he was being controlled. I started screaming and fighting him off but my 10 years old weak self couldn't do anything.
"Stop please! I'll do anything just please stop. I'm begging you" I yell
"I don't want you to beg princess, I want you to enjoy this as much as I'm about to" he said while kissing my neck. 'He is definitely leaving mark' I thought. I hate it so much when he leaves those marks on my neck, I don't know what it's called but I wanted them gone and no matter how much I scrubbed it just won't go away.
"You're mine and always will be" he said as he unbuckled his pants and slid into me. I have never felt this much pain before. I brought my leg up and kicked him making him grunt and pulling out of me. I got off the bed and rushed to the corner and pulled my legs to my chest.
He walked up to me and grabbed me by the hair and that's when I felt a pinch in my neck. He had drugged me. I started moving away from him but I could feel my body going numb. He stood there watching me with his devil eyes as I fell to the cold floor but this time I wasn't unconscious. It's like I'm there but I'm not really there. It was like my brain was awake but my body was not functioning.
He got down on his knees and looked at me with a mischievous grin "This should stop you from moving around while I take what is mine" he said and carried me back to the bed.
I felt disgusted, I felt like a disappointment because I couldn't push him off me. No matter how many time my mind told my body to fight off the drug, I couldn't do it. 'What would my family think of me if they found out? What would my dad think if he found out I wasn't strong enough" I thought as I began to sob harder.
"I can't stay here anymore. I can't stay here hoping or wishing someone will come for me. It's just me, myself and I now" I said to myself once I was alone again.
It is a do or die situation and I need to get out of here fast.
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