My life changed when I met Barry Allen (English) Editing

Chapter 1

11 years ago

I left Bill's office and I was furious. Chad followed me.

Me: What do you want, Chad?

Chad: I don't agree with my father, you are very nice.

Me: The thing is, according to your father, I shouldn't be so nice.

Chad: I will always take care of you.

I went straight to my room.

6 years ago

I was in Bill's room, who wasn't feeling well. He was very sick.

Bill: Vanessa, I am sorry for all the things I've put you through...

Me: It's okay.

The next day, Bill died.

5 years ago

I was in my room, tuning my guitar, when I heard a door slamming shut. I went out and saw Chad.

Me: What happened? –I asked him.

Chad: Leave me alone. I don't need your questions.

He said and shoved me to the side. I fell on top of a glass table and cut my hand.

4 years ago

Chad and I were in the "room of pain", as he called it, where he tortured anyone who betrayed him and the people he captured. He gave me his gun and made me point it to the head of the man who was tied on the chair.

Chad: Kill him.

Me: No, I won't do that.

He got mad and started walking towards memenacingly.

Chad: Why?

Me: I have done many things for you, but not this. You were supposed to like the fact that I was nice.

He didn't respond and just took the gun out of my hands. He smirked, pointed the gun at me and before I could even comprehend what happened, he turned, pulled the trigger and the man was dead.

Chad: See? It was that simple.

He grabbed me by the arm and took me to his room.

Chad: It's time to punish you for insubordination. Once again, you didn't obey my orders.

He pushed me and I fell on the bed. I was trying to get up, but he caught my hands and handcuffed me to the bed's railing. I was trying to push him away with my legs, but he managed to immobilize me completely. He took off his belt and whipped me a few times. I was trying not to yell. I didn't want to give him the satisfaction. And then, suddenly, I felt him inside me. He did whatever he wanted to me and when he was done, he dragged me to the room of pain.

I was tied on the chair and he was cutting me everywhere. On my belly, on my thighs... pain coursed through my entire body.

Me: It's funny how you were supposed to take care of me...

And then I passed out.

When I woke up, I was in my room. I decided to leave this place. I took a backpack, put some of my things inside and sneaked out the window.

It was pouring outside and there were a lot of thunders. I stood in front of a shop, to find shelter from the rain. I sat on the ground and put my head between my knees. Then, I felt a hand on my shoulder and I heard a man's voice.

??: Are you alright?

I didn't reply, but stared at him. I don't know why, but his voice is very familiar. He spoke again.