Carter

Chapter 1

Carter's pov-

 Carter's pov-

Please leave soon, please leave soon, please leave soon. I repeated that over and over again until Chris finished, rolling off of me. My body was tense and shaking as he placed kisses all over my neck. " Even after having a kid you've got the tightest cunt." he boasts. A tear fell, sliding down the side of my face. He groped me for a few minutes before untying me and leaving the room.

I took a shaky breath before getting off the bed. I wanted nothing more than to shower him off of me but I knew better. Anytime I try to take a shower he joins me. I'd rather smell like filth than have to go another round with him. I am now down to one pair of clothes. Chris ripped my pajamas off my body two hours ago when he came stumbling drunk into my room.

I woke up tied down with him on top of me and my clothes ripped off. Even if I wanted to fight back I couldn't. I've learned better than to try and fight back, it only makes things worse for me. He's bigger and stronger than I am.

I walked into the bathroom and cleaned myself up the best I could. I then put on the only clothes I owned. A pair of leggings that're paper thin and covered in holes and rips. They're too short for me since I outgrew them years ago. I've had them since I was six. Then I put on my t-shirt. It was one of Natalie's maternity shirts, instead of throwing it out I convinced her to let me have it.

I cannot wait until I turn eighteen and I can leave this place. I've already saved up enough to be able to leave. I graduated from college last year. Thankfully Natalie and Chris think I'm a freshman in highschool so they don't suspect anything. I skipped pretty much all of middle school, skipped two years of highschool and then went into college.

When I was seven my teacher suspected I was intellectually gifted. I ended up going through weeks of testing before they decided to move me into highschool. I was there until I was nine. I went through my sophomore year and then jumped into senior year. I did all of the work for four years of highschool, I just completed them in two years. I then went onto college and I did four years. It was supposed to be six but I finished in four. I graduated at thirteen and then with the help of one of my professors I started my own business.

I had to get an adult to help me since I was too young to do it on my own. Nobody would let a thirteen year old run a company. Jack Johnson is the face of the company but I own everything. All the documents are under my name, everything is mine, he's just a front. I own one of the most successful technical development companies in the world.

I have buildings all around the world. I run most of them remotely. I do have one here, it's where I go during the day instead of going to school. It's the only place I feel safe.

As I was walking back to my room Miles started crying. I made sure to scoop him up and quiet him before Chris or Natalie heard.

" Shh, go back to sleep, my love." I whispered, cradling him in my arms. I sat down on the bed with him in my arms, coaxing him back to sleep. Miles hit four months about two weeks ago. I got pregnant with him when I was thirteen.

Unfortunately he's the result of Chris's nightly visits. Chris is married to my mother, Natalie. They got married when I was just a baby. Chris used to be great. He'd take care of me, treat me like a father would treat a daughter. I even called him dad. Natalie has always been a cunt. For some reason she despises me. I don't know what I ever did to make her hate me and at this point I don't care.

Everything was fine until I turned eight. That's when shit went sideways for me. Chris became more aggressive. At first he'd just snap at me or yell over something simple. Like my room not being clean enough. Then he turned violent. Once he started hitting me, Natalie did too. I realized that until that day Chris had been protecting me from her wrath.