She sat there shivering, her body pale and her heart racing. Poor, young Julia could feel the life draining out of her day after day, night after night. She couldn't tell when it was day, or when it was night. All she knew was that she had been there for days, while this man tore her only clothes off her hurting body and satisfying himself with her already pregnant insides, not a thought on how she feel as a young woman. She didn't know how to feel. Should she be glad that she is away from her awful excuse for a family? Or should she be balling her eyes out, screaming for help whether the man hit her again or not? Julia felt numb. Was there hope for her? She didn't dare try to escape, how could she? He would only catch her again. Its not like her legs would be able to carry her far in the state they are in. And if her wings suffered any longer she may aswell feed them to the cat that liked to check in every now and again.
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Seemingly Bright
Teen FictionA fairy teen is tied up after being discovered by a man, unknown, and tricked into love. She is left petrified after being raped, beaten and tortured for countless days in a small but dark cellar, unable to decipher between night and day.
