Prologue

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Third Person

Thwack!

He hit her with his belt, handcuffs in the other hand. She flinched as the cold metal hit her stomach.

"This is what happens when you resist me!" He yelled at her and grabbed her wrists roughly, cuffing them to the bedposts. She cried silently, tears streaming down her face. He ripped off her leggings and panties then took off his pants and boxers. He slid a condom on his member and pounded into her causing the bed to rock back and forth and squeak.

"It's all your fault! You worthless piece of shit!" He pulled out and uncuffed the cuffs around the bedposts, attaching them to the pipes above them. He ripped off her shirt and grabbed his belt.

"She's dead because of you!"

Thwack!

"They should've killed you instead."

Thwack!

She grabbed the chains of the cuffs and tightened her grip every time he hit her. Her breath was rapid and uneven, tears streaming down her red puffy cheeks.

Thwack!

She flinched every time the cold metal part of the belt made contact with her soft smooth skin. Her eyes were closed tightly waiting for another strike that surprisingly never came. She opened her eyes, feeling him take the cuffs off her completely and tossed them somewhere in the room.

Pa!

He punched her in the face full force. She fell backwards, landing hard on her back. Wait for it Emily, he's not done yet. She reminded herself, if she got up things would only be worse for her. And he wasn't finished yet as he kicked her repeatedly hitting her ribs that she's sure would crack soon. He grabbed her by her neck and threw her down the stairs.

"Hurry up and make me food you worthless shit!" He yelled from her room.
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This was the normal routine for Emily. Marcus, her father, yelling things at her. Beating her. Raping her. Throwing her as if she was a rag doll. Ever since her mother was murdered Marcus became violent with Emily and she was only 6. She hasn't spoken since then, even now that she's 17. But what happens when she finds out the truth? What happens when she finds out that the same person who killed her mom is after her too? Join me on her crazy journey of pain, confusion, sadness, anger, hope and love.

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Hey cuties! I'm back with a new story, I might put the other ones on hold. I have no ideas for Baby Edward so feel free to inbox me ideas and I'll dedicate the chapter to you. Anywho! What do you guys think? Please

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~6/1/15~

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