Marcella's POV:
He did it, my worst nightmare came to a truth.
I sat on the cold ground hugging my knees hiding my naked body while all my clothes were ripped apart all over the place.
Not feeling a signal bit of emotion as I sat on the floor with dry yet wet tears streaming down my cheeks, jaw, and chest. I was in full verge of tears. I want to feel something but I can't, I want to scream and cry my heart but for some reason something inside me is stopping me to do so. Something seems wrong, I wanna just do something to get rid of this pain I have stuck to my chest. My heart beats faster, and it almost seems like you could hear it clearly.
Shame took over me, how could I not defend myself, how did I let him do this to me. One thing that got me off guard is people's humanity... dozens of people where around this mansion and yet one came to help, I was shouting, yelling, screaming for help but no one came.
"Take her to her room," a voice erupted next to me, I didn't have the energy to turn my head and look at that person, two ladies came and helped me covering and then leaded me back to my room. As soon as they opened the door I ran inside, closed the door on their face and locked it, I let out a sigh and lean my head against the door while holding the locker, the wave of emotion finally hit me. "N-no" I whispered and dropped on my knees.
I don't want to feel this pain, I don't want to feel anything.
Few hours passes by, I finally look out of the window and see darkness, it's night time. God knows what time it is, I got up from the floor and started slowly walking towards the toilet, "it hurts" I whine leaning on the wall for support.
I finally make it in the toilet, I look in the mirror and see myself, my eyes are red and puffy, my cheeks are red and his fingerprint marks are left behind, my lip where bleeding, my eyes are swollen and purple. "He seriously says that he loves me and I will be happy with him huh?" I let out a faint sarcastic chuckle. "If he really meant those words he said, he wouldn't have rapped me or abused me!" I punch the mirror.
I feel disgusting seeing myself.
I need to get out of here as soon as possible, I need to go back home to my family, I need them, I can't leave without them, and I want them back. Thinking about everyone back home makes me wanna scream out loud and cry.
I miss them... and
I'm scared...
After showering I wore my clothes and sat on the bed, "there is a way out, but how?" I talk to myself. "I'm hungry as well" I growl. I should go downstairs and try to find something to eat. I can't keep up then.
I could open the door since I looked it from inside, I slowly open the door and walk out trying to make no noise. As soon as I came out of the room I could already see the kitchen room. Thank god Percy didn't have anyone around which made easier for me to be myself out here.
"What baby? What are you looking for?".
fuck
I froze on my spot, I just came in the kitchen. Let me be for fuck sake to dickhead!
"I wanna eat something" I mumbled opening the fridge, "there is some pasta there, eat that" he said leaning against the door frame. I nodded and began to eat from the cooking pot because I didn't have the energy to get a plate and serve myself. "Can you stop staring?" I mumbled as he was facing my back. He chuckled, "how can I sweet little girl. You are too beautiful" I walked towards me and traced his finger down my neck, I gulp and move away from him. "I'm done" I said and tried to walk away when he injected me again.
"Good night sweet little girl"
I flinched and woke up, "What the... where am i now?" I looked around the room. This place seemed unfamiliar. "Morning love." I was about to open my mouth but shut up as I heard his voice.
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