Aaighnly's POV
It's 2:21 am
I open my eyes, my head is throbbing i sit up on my bed and pain immediately shoots through my body, i look down to see that one of my wrist is bleeding. My wrist has many cuts and bruises but the one that is bleeding is from the time where John cut (more like stabbed) me with a broken beer bottle
Fuck it pains
I go to the bathroom to find some pain killers but they didn't have any... Urgh
I don't want to go downstairs, i may not find my was back, especially in the dark, this house is like a maze
"Fuck this" is say and jump back to bed deciding to ignore the pain, I'll deal with it when I'm not sleepy
I put the blanket over me and drifted of to sleep...
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(He comes close as i take a step back."come here" he says with a deep scary voice
I take another step back
He lunges to me and grabbed my shirt pulling me closer to him. We are now inches away from each other. "You will listen to me when I am talking to you do you understand" i nod my head yes, "words baby" he says as he comes closer (if possible) to my face, his hot stinky breath blows on my face making me shiver in disgust, "y-yes sir".Good boy.)
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(Punch!
Kick!
Crack! ... Ouch... "that was my rib"
"BEAT HIM!" He shouted outside the boxing ring
I kick him in his stomach causing his body to bend down, i get the perfect opportunity and punch him on his face with full force, he falls on the floor grabbing his face that is now bruises and with blood coming out his nose. "FINISH HIM" he shouted
I looked at the boy on the ground, he looks up at me, almost begging me with his eyes to not hurt him more
"FUCKING DO IT BEFORE I END IT WITH YOU" i looked at the boy with a defeated look and muttered 'sorry' to the boy on the floor before getting on top of him and with one last punch he was knocked out... dead ... OMFG "is he dead?" Did i just kill him? Shit i just killed someone! I don't know what I'm gonna do- i'm gonna report myself to the police- no that's a stupid idea. I'm gonna kill myself too and-
"Don't worry 'baby doll'," i hate that nickname". He is just unconscious but he will wake up within a few hours" he says standing behind me as his hot breath tickles down my shoulder
He turns me around so we are facing each other
He grabbed my hand and looked at me
I forcefully try to take my hand away but he grabbs it tighter.)
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(YOU. ARE. MINE. he whispered to me as his hands roll down my body, my vision starts to get blurry as tears fill my eyes, "please" i whispered "y-you i- please let me go"
"I love it when you beg 'baby doll' makes me feel so good inside" as he slides his hands down my arse. Mmmm... He groans i could take you right here if i could, he whispered in his old husky voice. I begin to cry
Shhhh.. shh... Don't cry baby, as he kissed my cheek, im not gonna do it now... Maybe later, after I'm done training you... )
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I woke up with sweat on my face while gasping for air
"It was a dream" i kept telling myself as i tried to calm down, they happen most of the night
"They are not dreams... They are memories" my brain tells me
You are probably asking yourself, what happened, who was that guy i was dreaming of, why did i punched that kid in my dream... Blah blah blah
Well you see...
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Sorry for the cliffhanger...
~~~Lee
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