Blood and abuse

Prologue: part two

I ran as fast as my legs could take me, I knew that wasn't going to be enough, but I did the best I could. I closed my eyes and a hand dragged me to the house.

I knew it was Jane because Greg would pick me up and possibly rip my shirt. I didn't open my eyes because I was scared how she was looking at me.

My body was pushed to the ground by force, "open your eyes you stupid girl! I'm going to call you Bitch because that's your favourite word."

I gritted my teeth in anger, how dare you insult me like that, bitch?! You dare call me the swear word I use the most. That's like me naming you Motherfucker because you're my fucking mom, my moron mom who abuses children and your husband is Asshole.

Doesn't feel so nice, does it?

You going to stop or are you still a bitch?!

I'll take that as you're still a bitch, fine, then I guess that's your name.

A hand grabs my shirts and drags me back to the dark house, I feel like a dog on a leash. My freedom is gone and now what I thought was freedom turned to hell. Light soon shrunk to darkness. Darkness you can never escape and I don't know how to escape.

I probably never will escape

Her hand released from my shirt, "if you try to escape again, I will kill you. You will do what I say or else you will be punished."

"I will never listen to you!"

The feeling of a foot making contact with my leg filled my body, it sting like shit and wouldn't stop.

Make it stop...! Make it stop...! MAKE IT STOP!

Tears stung my eyes but I couldn't stop them from falling.

A laugh came from Jane.

"Stop being just a baby and be a women! It didn't even HURT!"

She made me hit the wall multiple times, "why you hitting your head against the wall, Bitch? Why you hitting your head against the wall...?" She did it so many times that darkness filled my vision and I felt myself falling...