An Unexpected Fate

Chapter 4: "business"

I was watching one of my favorite shows with Cason on Netflix last night, American Horror Story,and fell asleep in the middle.

Dream-

I was in a dark room made with cement walls and flooring.

"Where am I" I thought to myself. I heard foot steps coming toward me, Cason? Cason grabbed me by my hair, I started screaming, yelling at him to let go, I could feel hair be detached from my scalp one by one. Why am I not waking up!? He pulled out a knife and slit it across my throat and dropped me.

-End of Dream

I woke up heavy breathing still in Cason's room but Cason wasn't there. I got up and walked out to see if anyone else was there. I peeked out the door to a long hall way with glass doors. At the end of the hall way was a door to the living room, I peeked around the door to see Casper playing a video game with Scott. *Ugh why do they have to be awake* I walked out and past them to the kitchen, they acted as if they didn't notice me.

"Morning" Scott said happily.

"Morning Scott....morning Casper" I replied. He muttered a morning back with his eyes still glued to the tv. I swept it off and went through the cereals(cinnamon toast crunch, fruit loops, honey bunches of oats, and Cheerios) I choose the Cheerios. I put my breakfast together and stood by the kitchen counter watching Scott lose to Casper on call of duty.

"Where's Cason and them" I asked
"They went to get their business done" Scott replied.
"Why do you care" Casper questioned
"Why are you such a dick" I mocked. I quickly regretted that because he quickly got up from where he was sitting to right in front of me to where I could feel his warm breathe on my face. His head leaned to the side me.

"Remember what I said about saying things about me" he whispered into my ear. I felt fear shoot through my body like needles were sinking deep into my skin.

He threw me over his shoulder and walked through the halls to a white empty room, it was creepy as fuck. He threw me onto the floor, I quickly backed to the wall corner. He turned and chuckled and locked the door behind him and slowly walked towards me.

"I'm going to enjoy this as much as you're going to hate it". He picked me up by my hair to where my feet were dangling from the ground, I screamed and reached for his hands.

"You think this hurts"he chuckled"that's nothing to what I'm going to do to you" he then punched my stomach still holding me up by my hair, instantly causing me to cry. "I love to see you in pain" he snarled in to my ear, he let go of me and I fell to the ground clenching my stomach while slightly sobbing. He kicked me in the same place of the punch, he kicked me again but my hands were still there, I cried even harder. He knelt down and sat on my waist and pulled out a knife and cut three deep cuts into my wrists as I wince in the pain. He then punched my stomach again.
"I want your blood" He grabbed my wrist he put his nose to it trying to smell my blood while I was shaking.
" I think I'll have a taste" he took the knife and made a cut in my hand. He smelt it ounce again while closing his eyes, when he opened them they turned a dark piercing red, and licked the cut.

He slowly started to lean into my neck, I felt a sharp pain sink through my neck and screamed my loudest. I could feel my blood slowly leave my body. He started to suck and nibble on my sweet spot right behind my ear, I began to moan *fuck* I grabbed the back of his head trying to stop him.
After a few seconds he stopped . He started to kiss all around my neck and soon led to him kissing my lips. I refuse to kiss him back.

"Kiss me" he demanded as his hand pushed down on my wounds.

His lips were gentle and soft, I opened my mouth and let him in, his tongue was wondering all over my mouth then back to my neck, I began to sob. He started to yank at my shirt. "No,no,no, stop it, stop it, stop please, I don't want this, please." I pleaded for my only innocence as tears flooded my eyes. He just chuckled and continued, but I still struggled trying to stop him. "Stop it god dammit" he grunted and slammed my head to the ground. My vision began to het blurry and I became very weak, what did he do to me. He continued to do what he started and I couldn't do anything to stop it. Next thing I knew I was left on the ground in just my shirt and bloodied body.

"Let that be a warning on what happens" he chuckled "if you tell anyone what just happened, you might as well die because that's how close to death you'll be" he added and walked out. At the second he shut the door it locked and I burst out in tears, I felt like trash, I felt like nothing to these boys, they had officially broke me. I sat in the corner pulling my clothes back on waiting to be let out and cleaned up.

-Flash back to 13 year old self-

"[y/n] where the fuck are you!" my drunk father yelled. I walked farther towards the back of my closet. I heard the bedroom door open slamming against the wall.
"Come out and get your punishment [y/n]" he slurred. I stop my breathing hoping he won't hear me.
I hear his foot steps getting closer. A tear slowly rolled down my cheeks. Quickly the closet door opened and I felt my foot getting dragged out.
"There you are" he snarled and spit in my face. He grabbed his bottle of beer and shattered it right next to my face. He sat on my waist and took the broken bottle and stabbed my thigh. I let out a loud ear piercing shriek. He took the bottle out and hit me.

"You worthless piece of shit, it's your fault your mother died, she never loved you, she hated you so much that she killed herself, you self centered ignorant fat ugly bitch" he chanted while slamming my head on the ground until I passed out.

-End Of Flashback-

My eyes started to get watery. I felt the scar on my thigh and started to get short of breath and started to cry again.

-Flash Back to 16 year old self-

My brother Stephan pushed me into the wall grabbing my chest while kissing my neck.
"Stop it Stephan" I yelled while trying to push him off but I was too weak. His hands went down my legs and pulled me over his shoulder carrying me to his bedroom while I quietly sobbed. He threw me onto his bed and began kissing me. Right before he could do anything else we heard my father slam the door open. He quickly got off me and pulled me to the top of our stairs and pushed me down them.

"What the fuck is wrong with you, you clumsy ass slut" he yelled and stormed off. I looked up to see my father storming towards me. I reach up to crawl up the stairs, but got dragged back.

-End Of Flashback-

I started to cry even harder, then the door opened. CASON!! I clumsily got up and ran to him and cried into his strong arms.

"Are you okay baby" he whispered into my ear. I said nothing and locked my arms around him and continued to cry. He pushed me back and looked at me."Did he hurt you" he asked. I nodded my head "Show me how bad" he added. I stood back and showed him everything, the bruises and cuts, my arms and legs the same, my arms started to quiver. "I'm going to kill that son of bitch" he yelled
"N-No, he warned me last time" I quickly replied. He was silent for a while, with a confused face going through my words over in his head. He leaned in and kissed my forehead. He picked me up and carried me to his bedroom, he sat me on the bed and put the soothing cream on the cuts and bruises and put bandages over them. He started to go through his drawer and pulled out a Asking Alexandria t-shirt and handed it to me. I threw it on and it went all the way right below my bottom. He then got changed into some grey sweatpants and no shirt he turned around and I began to admire his body, He noticed me starring and chuckled a little. He crawled over to me and pulled me towards him to where my back was toward him and he was holding me in his big strong arms and I slowly fell to sleep.