Imbalanced

Chapter 1

Imbalanced

Chapter 1

Nadine's P.O.V.

I hold my pounding head, pulling at my hair.

"What have I done..... What have I done..." I mutter, my voice hoarse from all the sobbing, the bloody stupid tears streaming down my face, "what have I-"

"NADINE! GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE!" My adoptive father yells, "NOW!"

I shake as I start to wheeze, my anxiety kicking in.

Great.

Just bloody great.

"NADINE!!!"

I know that was my cue, no more hiding, hiding will only make it worse.

Trust me, I've tried.

And it never ends well... At least not for me.

I stumble to the door, spots already invading my vision.

Bloody hell.

Well, at least I'll be in my murky dark place soon.

Safe from the pain, at least for a while.

Quickly slipping through the door, I stumble down the dark dirty brown steps.

The cheap old wood creaking under my weight.

I stumble on the last few step, crashing into my "brother" on the way down.

Yikes... I'm doomed.

This is not going to end well, at all.

I feel the hot whispering sting on my cheek before I can react, before I can apologize for my "stupidity", because a "mistake" in this house is fatal.

My head whips to the side as my brother strikes me again. This one setting a cold ache in my eye.

Tears start to well up as I try not to cry out.

Biting down on my lower lip to stop the sharp intake of air. I end up drawing blood.

"YOU WHORE! DONT YOU DARE TOUCH ME!" Screaming he takes my neck and smashes my skull into the wall.

My head starts to spin as I hear a pounding, each dull thud starting a new round of aching pain.

Metallic, red, blood starts filling my mouth, dripping from my nose and mouth.

"DRAKE! Don't hurt the sluts face! How many times must I tell you this son? You can hurt her, rape her for all I care, but don't touch her face, we don't want anyone finding out... Understood....?" Bill my "father" says sharply.

"Rape her... Sounds fun.... Sick... She...whore.." I hear my brother mutter... Starting to fade in and out of consciousness.

"Oh god... Please....don't...rape..." I whimper....

Everything goes black.

Damien's P.O.V.

"Damien, get up, you and your brother are leaving in an hour." My grandfather, Jerald, says gently, as he shakes my shoulder.

"Mmhmm" I groan as I slowly roll onto my side.

I gasp sitting up, my bed creaking and groaning at my sudden movement.

"What did he hurt this time Damien?" he asks me gently "what is it?"

"My r-ibs" I croak. Clutching my side.

Memories of last night flooding my mind.

Little bits and pieces of abuse, words being thrown, kicks landing.

I take a deep breath, inhaling the pain.

"I'm fine, really."

"You sure Damien?" He says with a pause "Let me just take a look."

"No grandpa, I'm fine, look," I say standing up, gritting my teeth at the dull ache started to sharpen, the feeling of being impaled every time I breath in. "See? I can stand. I'm ok."

He gives me a searching look, like he knows I'm lying. Opening his mouth as if he were to say something more he makes his way to the door.

"Be down in 5, breakfast for you, then you both need to leave," he pauses mid sentence, "don't forget to pack warm Damien."

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