The Lost Pieces

CHAPTER 2

I wake up panting again at the middle of the night, I always have a weird dream like I was in the building and it was on fire and there's no way out, I was stock there the smoke, fire and rubbles was all over the place and I can't see clearly

And sometimes I dream about this particular men and he was holding me until we got in the place that it was all dark like a cell then he was hitting me with some things like a small bat, metal tube or a whip

I don't know why I was dreaming that but that's always my dream and sometimes my dream was my adoptive parents was hitting me and the people I was surrounded was sexual harassing me until they do it

I sigh and got up and go to my mini kitchen at my apartment, it was not that small I have one kitchen, bathroom, bedroom and a one living room it well fit for me

I eat breakfast and put my mom jeans, white tank top, white snickers shoes and my dark brown coat and go to the park to kill my time before going to the bakery café

It was 4 in the morning so it was still dark and cold, I sit dow on one of the benches and look at the night sky and the quite calm place

I always do this before I go to the bakery I will come here when I know people was still asleep and I'm alone here, this is my world I want to be alone, I feel secure when I was alone with the calm place like I feel that I'm not the only one was suffering

I sigh and stay there loss in my thought and some memory was coming back and some nightmare

Flashback

Memory #1

I'm 12 years old this time when I hear my adoptive parents are arguing downstairs so I peek my head in the staircase and see them red as tomato in their anger

"I can't do this, my conscience was eating me out!" Ms. Jones shout that make Mr. Jones blood boiled, thye never let me address then anything other than Mr. and Mrs. Jones

"He pay us good and he still giving us what we need!" Mr. Jones shout too suddenly slap Mrs. Jones

"You will be quite about this understood? We will obey what he said!" he slap her again that's when I trip and roll down the stairs and they look at me

Mr. Jones immediately walk towards me and yank my head pulling me with him to the living room and push me down

"You fucking piece of shit! Eavesdropping to us huh!" And he slap me over and over again until my lips was badly busted and hit me hard on my body

He yank my head to look at him, I was in the floor my body was aching because of his beating up and Mrs. Jones was just looking away can't bare to witness this, when I look at him he was so red to his anger

"Just a single word Y/N, a single word slip out in that mouth you know what will happened!" And he punched me in the face that bring me to black out

Memory #2

"Hey slut!" the boys shout when I was walking down the empty corridor head down

"Hey! When I was taking to you, you need to answer me!" And he run towards me and grab my arms harshly

"Please let me go!" I say in a low voice

"Uh uh uh no baby girl!" He grip my waist and whisper in my ear

"I want to have some fun with you!" And suddenly put a handkerchief in my mouth and nose and I smell something that bring me to black out

The next things I know was I was in the empty classroom naked in the floor while this guy thrusting in me

It hurts and and I was crying I want to scream but the duck tape in my mouth prevent me from doing it, he was holding my wrist above my head