Il mio cuore

3.

TW: Sexual Assault, Abuse

Sunday: Sep 4th

(Flashback 11 year old Camile)

I'm scared...

The room sir Daniel keeps me in is very dark and I am scared of the dark, he knows it but he and the sir Maxim like to see me suffer, they like to see me scared.

The room has nothing. It's completely empty aside from the little mattress that I have, I also have a little blanket but it's getting too small for me now. I asked kindly for a bigger one for someone my size but I only got a very bad beating for it. I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn't realize someone had opened my door till I felt someone near me but it was too late.

I looked up and it was sir Maxim I was so scared of him more than sir Daniel. Daniel was the oldest one I could tell. He would beat me but Maxim he touched me in places I didn't want to be touched. He said that I should enjoy it too, but I never did.

Daniel was around 38 years old and Maxim is around 30 years old I believe. I am very good at listening and at inspecting, I had to learn I had no other choice if I wanted to survive.

"Hello котенок, how are you doing ?"-he said, walking slowly towards me as if I was his prey and I was... (Kitten)

I stayed silent not wanting to anger him, trying not to provoke him to do the things he does to me, he says that it's my fault and that I always provoke him so I stayed silent but I was wrong in staying silent because that caused him to get angry.

"You stupid girl, you answer me when I am talking to you !"-he said as he delivered a hard slap to my face making it whip to the side. I was so scared and I didn't know what to do. I have been here for so long and I still didn't know what to do. I felt so helpless.

"You will get your punishment, this is your fault you deserve it."-he said to me, grabbing my face harshly and I started to shake and whimper. I didn't want this. No, I felt so ashamed every time he did something like this to me.

He grabbed me and he started to punch me, kicking me and whipping me with his belt repeatedly as if I was his punching bag. My ribs hurt so bad I had just gotten a beating yesterday and I was so weak. I was starting to feel the darkness swallowing me whole and I wanted to just let it happen but then he stopped. I was so confused till I wasn't and I realized what he wanted to do.

I tried to move as much as I could to get somewhere safe but I didn't stop fighting not even when he got closer to me. It was a lost cause but I wouldn't stop that just wasn't me I could never give up. He started to touch me in parts nobody should be touched, I remember a lady every time I go something like this happens I remember her telling me that nobody should ever touch me in my private area that it was bad, I don't know who the lady was but I remember her telling me that.

He kept touching me and I started to kick trying to get him to stop and telling him to stop touching me there because he wasn't supposed to do that but it was helpless because he didn't care yet I would never stop fighting him no matter what.

(Flashback over)

Camile's P.O.V.

"Stop."-I shouted, my eyes quickly shot open.

I sat up as quickly as possible and I instantly ran to my bathroom to throw up. I was shaking, trembling. My heart was racing and I couldn't get it under control, I was crying so hard and then I felt wet trails of my tears flowing down my face and I tried to muffle my cries. I flushed the toilet, got up and went to wash my face. I was so ashamed and disgusted with myself I couldn't look at myself in the mirror so I tried to avoid it. Today was not going to be a good day, I could just tell. I dried my face with a towel and exited the bathroom.