Adopted by the Deluca-Bishop's

Chapter 13 (Uncle Got Me Trapped)

⚠️ Just a prewarning, this contains alot of bad language and scenes of violence and abuse, you might wanna get your tissues too. 🧻😭

Kimberley's POV

My eyes slowly fluttered open but I soon wished they hadn't, I was in some sort of cold  cellar, a throbbing pain in the back of my head got my attention, as I placed a hand on the sore area I soon saw that their was blood, I was bleeding. Suddenly I heard the sound of a door opening and footsteps soon followed down the steps of the chilling room.

I tried to back away but there was only so far I could go, when my back hit the wall, I realised then I was trapped and there stood the man I had never wanted to see again "oh good, your awake" I heard him say as he wore an evil smirk on his face. I gulped in fear as he approached me, his hands formed a fist as his body stud inches away from mine "time to have some fun don't you think?" he said before he threw his fist straight into my face.

I went to place my hand over my face but he grabbed my wrist and pulled me up from the ground, his face then got closer to mine, my tears were holding on by a thread. Before I even had a chance to think I was thrown across the room and hit the floor landing on my arm funny, i could practically hear the sound of the bone cracking as I hit the ground.

That was it though, that was all I needed for the tears to start streaming, I screamed and cried out in pain but I soon regretted that, realising the more I cried the more he would hit me and the more it would hurt. The sounds of my ribs cracking everytime his boot made impact with my stomach, as the pain got worse, his laughs got louder "can't have you destroying the family name!" he yelled before picking me up and holding me tight by the neckline of my shirt.

As he held my body in the air, his eyes met mine "please don't do this!" I cried out but that was a mistake, he just laughed before slamming me against the wall, his one hand wrapped around my neck. I tried to move my pain free arm to try and stop him, my legs swinging around hoping to send him backwards just so I could breathe, but it was no use, he was just too strong.

When I finally felt like it was the end, that I was gonna die, he let me drop to the floor, i brought my hand to my neck as I tried to catch my breathe, trying to take back all the oxygen I had been withheld from. "I'll be back" he then said before turning away and walking back up the steps before locking the cellar door on his way. I was still on the floor, trying with all my powers to get my breathing back to normal.

By the time I had succeeded, I heard the sound of the door opening again and there he stud with a knife in his hand, something inside me told me I had to try and fight and so when he got closer I used all my stenght I had left in me at that second to push him, sending him flying back. Then I ran, I was literally centimetres from the door, seconds from opening it when I felt him pull me back by my hair, causing me to fall backwards and down the steps.

"oomth" I managed to mumble out as I curled up in a fetal position from all the pain I was experiencing, before I had a second to process everything he was there, hovering over me with the knife in his hand. It didn't take long until I felt the cold blade touching my skin, he glided it across fast, "ahhhhhhh, stop, it hurts, please stop" I cried out as I felt him making slices into my already sore and broken body but it was no use.

After what seemed like hours but was actually just minutes, he stopped to take a look at his new masterpiece, "ill be back in the morning and if your still alive by then, the fun will continue" he said with a smirk, I couldnt see him as my eyes were closed, I had refused to keep watch as he inflicted the pain on me. The only way I knew he was gone was by the sound of the keys being inserted into the lock or the door.

I just lay there in agony as I thought about Maya and Carina, and the rest of them at 19, how I'd do anything to be in Carina's arms right now, how I'd do anything to take back what I said to Vic and Maya. Then it hit me, my phone! When I had felt his hands on my shoulders I had carefully sneaked my phone into the pocket of my jeans, but he would've took it right? Of course he would, he wouldn't have been that stupid to forget about my phone.