It all went downhill (boyxboy)

Part 28- Zero

Zero POV

"Shut up and take it" I hear the sirens of my stepdad's voice.

He thrust violently, taking everything with him. I have nothing left, even my own body belongs to someone else, someone I thought I could trust.

I lay there quiet, not a single sound coming out my mouth. I watch with my broken beating heart. My eyes left naked, no tears in sight.

I understand now, this is my fate. This is my purpose. I can't deny it anymore, I won't. So I don't scream at the pain that he derives pleasure from. I don't tell him to stop cause to him he hears that as the opposite.

"Why? Why are you doing this to me dad."

He leans forward and whispers in my ears, "I'm not your father."

When he leaned back, I almost had a heart attack. A heart attack that I hoped would actually come to steal my unwanted heartbeats.

I saw my uncle. It was Uncle Leo, not my dad. His face contorted to this evilness, resembling my stepdads the last time he raped me. He looked happy to see me like this.

Broken, ugly, scared, all the things that were displayed as I lay on the bed. The bed that has to witness the murdering of my soul, the murdering of me.

"Take it Zero!"

Zero

Zero

"Zero!"

My eyes snapped open and I took a staggering breath, it felt like I have been drowning in water moments before. Trying so hard to gain control over my rapid breathing, tears invade my eyes, making it so much harder to see. I felt hands on my shoulders and I flinched back.

"Please don't-don't hurt me please." I cried out. I got off the bed, trying to get as far away from the hand, my uncle's hand.

"No, no I'm not going to hurt you, oh my God, I would never. Just breath for me okay." He tried guiding me through it but the dream kept resurfacing.

He walked towards me, and I ignored his worried demeanor, I panicked. I didn't know what to do, what to say, and although any other person could probably tell that he was genuinely concerned for me, all I saw was another man trying to hurt me.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry," I said, voice shaking harder than the roaring cries of a thunderstorm. I didn't think before I ran out of the hotel room. Adrenaline carried me faster and further than expected. He chased after me and begged for me to stop but I just kept running. Running because I couldn't bear the thought of what might happen if I stopped.

We most likely disturbed each person behind their hotel doors. Maybe they will think we're just some random kids without adult supervision. Those kids that run around knocking on doors or just fooling around with their friends, I used to be one of those kids. I miss it.

I didn't have on my walking boots because I took them off before I went to sleep. I ran out a door labeled emergency exit, and he followed right after. It gave me a recollection of when my stepdad chased me down the stairs because he wanted to hurt me. That thought just made me run faster ignoring the pain it caused my ankle.