Freedom At Last

Chapter One.

Hey guys, just as a warning, this book will contain some R-rated parts -winks- lol, so if you're uncomfortable with that, please don't read this book. I'll try my best with updating, feel free to comment and message me. And sorry for any spelling, typing on a phone is harder then you think!
Anyways lol, I hope you enjoy!! Love yah <3

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I wake up and it's really dark. As soon as I turn my head, I get this massive headache.
And then that's when I remember everything that just happened, not like it's anything new. He hit me, harder then ever before. I'm trying to get up but it's hard. As soon as I do, I try to see what's around me. I notice my bed frame, so I know I'm in my room. I quickly run to my window and pulled back the curtains. It's not to dark outside yet, so I try to open it. But of course its locked, but that doesn't mean I quit. No I'm going to try harder.

With the little force I have in me, I push the window. It does nothing. I try again and again and again. Nothing. I just want to punch the fucking window, but I know if I do he'll hurt me. And I know I can't, I'm to weak now. He made me like this. He did this to me. I'm pushing the window harder and harder now. I keep going. I didn't even notice he was in my room now or that my light was on now.

"Aww, princess. Need help with the window?" He says in complete annoyance. I can't believe I loved him once. I hate myself for it. I just want to get away.

"Leave me the fuck alone Chris. You've made your point." I say in a quiet voice. As soon as finished talking, he pulled my hair and threw me on my little bed.

"I would fuck the shit out of you right now because of your little smart mouth, but I want to go to the fair and your going to come with me. Is that ok Bethany?" The way he said my name made me hate him even more.

"Yeah, yeah. It's fine." I said trying to hide my anger towards him.

He lets me stand again and he kisses me roughly. It's not the same kiss I knew not so long ago. It was nasty, sloppy, and discussing.

"Now go get ready," he says as he breaks the kiss "come down stairs when you're done baby." And with that he's gone.

I know I have no choice but to listen. So I look in my closet to see the little clothes I have. I picked out my only clean jeans. They have rips in them but they covered my bruises pretty well. I also picked out a long sleeved white shirt, to hide the marks Chris left. I also put on my white converses. I walk over to my mirror. It's now cracked because a drunk Chris slammed me into it while he was raping me last week. Leaving me unable to move with tears flowing down my face.

I know I can't wear my hair up because I have scratches on the back of my neck and I don't want anyone to see. So I just brush my thick black hair. My hair is dirty because I haven't had the chance to wash it in a few days. So I go back to my closet because I know I have a white beanie somewhere. Once I find it, I put it on. I go back to the mirror and I apply some concealer to the bruise I have on my cheek. Then I just apply some mascara. And I'm done.

When I go downstairs, Chris is waiting for me by the door. I quickly walk to the bathroom to grab pain relievers and water.

"BETH, LETS GO!" He says like he's in a rush.

I put my water on the counter and I go outside then into his car. He gets in right after he locks the house door. He eyes me up and down. Then he smirks. I hate that fucking smirk, I just want to slap it off of him.

"You look sexy baby. I might just fuck you now, you look so good." He licks his lips and looks at me.

"Just drive ass wipe." I tell him and I earn a chuckle from him. And with that he's driving.

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"We're here baby." Chris tells me as if I can't see the the rides.

As soon as I get out of the car, Chris comes to me quickly and grips on my arm. I wince because I have many cuts and bruises there and him gripping them doesn't help ease the pain.

He drags to a near by tree, where no one is looking and he grabs my neck with his cold hands.

"You better behave Bethany and you better have fun." When he finishes releases my neck and he kisses my cheek. He grabs my hand, well more like grips it and goes the the ticket booth. "Two wristbands please." He says politely to the young man and then pays. Huh... Total one 180. Is he bipolar or something? That would explain a lot.

"Ma'am..." The young boy says impatiently snapping me out of my thought.

"I'm sorry, what?" I ask because I heard nothing.

"Can you give me your right hand so I can strap the wristband on?" He says with annoyance.

"Oh yeah, sorry." And I hand him my right wrist. I think he sees a cut but he chooses to ignore it. "Thank you." I say and Chris pulls in into the fair.

"You better not dose off again." Chris says. "Let's go on a ride now. Hmm... What about he ferris wheel. It's really slow, we can get a few things done in there." He smirks. He doesn't even let me answer before we're in line.

I'm terrified because I have no idea what he's going to do. The line gets shorter and shorter. And then it's our turn to get in.

He gets in first and then he pulls me in with him. When the operator closes the door, he switches a switch so we go up a spot then he lets the next people go in.

"Baby, eyes on me now." He pulls my face towards him so I'm now looking at him.

"What are you going to do Chris." I'm trying to hold my tears and sobs in.

"Princess... I want you to please me. Then he looks down at his pants zipper. He unzips it and he lets his erection free. I blink always a couple tears.

"I fucking hate you. You can't do that on a Ferris wheel, hell, not at a fair where children come to." I say trying to get away from him, but he pulls me down to his 'friend'. I try to move away and as soon as I open my mouth to say something, he puts himself in me. I cry out as he roughly trusts into my mouth.

"That's is baby." He moans and he continues to trust and I cry. Then I feel his hot liquid shot to the back of my throat as he comes. He releases me and I quickly spit out over the edge where no one is standing beneath us. I spit until I can't until I can't taste him.

"That was great baby." He said as he fixes himself.

I quickly wipe the tears off of my face. I turn to look at him but I say nothing. He smirks, then he takes out his phone and plays a game. The ride is over in a few minutes and we exit.