The Girl Who Didn't Belong

AnnAdella Evans

AnnAdella Evans.
Commonly known as Andrew.
She grew up on the busy streets of New York, Never knowing what it felt like to live in a nice home. With a beautiful family. Never having to starve or beg.
Andrew grew up never knowing all this. She lived in a small ally way on the street. She was a good, Bright child who, Although never learned to write, was an awful good reader. Whenever she could, she would dig through garbage and Dumpsters and find old, worn out book and would read them aloud.
She was quite a girl...but...her life on the streets would be cut short after an incident that changed her.
On a late Sunday night, after wondering the empty streets of New York, Andrew found herself behind a Gentleman's Bar and Club. She sat on the side of the Ally and closed her eyes, taking in the scent of liquor and Cigarettes.
Unaware of her surrounds, She soon found herself surround by two drunk men. "Well, Well....Looks like this little doll is fast asleep." One man said, a tall man with a strong build and Dark brown hair. Another male, a red head, nodded, "She sure looks sweet~ Could just eat 'er up, ye?" He said with a smirk, his heavy Scottish accent slurring almost in audibly. "Damn~ Her cute face is gettin' me hard, Ye~" He purred seductively, pulling off his pants and Boxers and placing his hardening shaft in front of the sleeping child's lips.
Andrew moaned softly in her sleep before letting out a small yawn, only for it to be cut short by the feeling of a large, almost sausage like, thing to be shoved in and out of her mouth. "Mmmmm?!?" She cried as she felt the member be shoved deeper into her mouth. "YE~ Suck on my facking Cock, little lass~ Yea~ Ye like that? Heh, You like my big cock in your mouth?!" He exclaimed cockishly, making sure the girl could not respond as almost 3/4 of his large 7 inch shaft was shoved to the back of her throat, causing her to gag and to pull herself off, only to vomit right next to herself. "Awww~ the weak lass is a bit Frail...Come on Al, maybe we should just get her Done and over with..." The brunette said with a smirk, pulling off his own lower clothing and grabbing the girls frail body. "Ye~ Ya right, Ye take the back, I take the front~" he said with an evil smirk. Andrew glanced up hazily, meeting vivid green emeralds. She had never seen such large, lustful orbs in her life. But, her daze was cut short as she felt two, almost knife like pains, shoot up her entire body, leading out to a blood curdling scream to escape her lips.

There was no one around to help her. No one to stop what was happening as over and over,the shots of pain were repeated over and over into her body. The pain shooting up her spine was as if being stabbed millions of times by needles and the pain in the front was like being torn in half over and over. Her dizziness returned and she looked down to what was happening to her body. The two men were both mercilessly fucking her once virgin body. And it was so terrible, blood was soon seeping out. And before the men could finish....a siren sound was heard....and Andrew....Fell unconscious....

Two days after her incident, Andrew found herself in a white room, covered in white sheets and a white gown. "Where am I........?" She murmured weakly to herself. She glanced down to the sheets underneath her.
Blood surrounded her small waist. Her eyes widen and she tried to sit up,only for an earth shaking pain to pulse through her, causing her to scream in pain. She laid back down and she darted her eyes around frantically. Her coffee brown eyes welling up with tears only to stop when a young man came into the room. A man waring a black suit and had blonde hair. "A-Annadella Evans....." he stuttered, walking forward, reaching to feel her forehead but AnnAdella slapped his hand away. The male frowned and shook his head, he pulled up next to her and kneeled, giving a gentle smile. "hello AnnAdella....My name is Castiel Handerson. I work with the New York Orphanage....Last night, an incident caused you to end up here....like this...Before I say anything else, may I ask how old you are....?"
Andrew glared at the male and shook her head, "I'm 10. And by incident...You mean I was Raped mercilessly by two drunks...?" She said plainly, although the shakiness in her voice and the small tears strolling down her cheeks gave away that she was filled with sorrow. "Ah....y-yes...." Mr.Handerson said without a second thought. "But...i-i will assure you that this will never happen. We will find you a nice, Safe, New home where you will be hap-"
"Shut up." She said plainly as she whinced in pain, turning over to her side. "Just tell me when we are going to leave. That's all." She said meloncoly like, causing Mr.Handerson to flinch a bit. "U-Uh...you won't be out for another two weeks." He told her, causing her to nod. "OK...." And before he could say anything else she lifted her frail arm and pointed out. "Please, get out and leave me alone." Mr.Handerson sighed and nodded, taking his stuff and leaving. Once gone, Andrew cried.
She cried day in and day out. Up until the day she was finally out.
It was that very same day that she lost three things.
One, Her virginity.
Two, Her feelings.
And Three.....
Her Heart.

((WOOOOOAH!!! Admin worked hard on this! Hope ya'll like it! This is a hetalia Fanfic so, to Scotland and Wales fans....IM SORRY!!!! I facking love those two but, they were the only two who came to mind of who would rape my poor Oc. ^w^;
I hope you all enjoyed it!
Bene dia~!!
-SPP))