BLOODHOUNDS #1: THE ABDICATED PRINCE

Chapter 21 - HER TORTURE

Luna Morris

*TRIGGER WARNING, so many assaults and abusing scenes*

Sixteen years old.

I thought last week's incident was a one-time thing, but apparently, Mara had another plan. After the first incident, Clement apologized to me after school. He explained that he's not in a relationship with Mara, but she likes him to the extent of madness.

"I think we should never talk again," I told him, and something about him changed that second. "Okay." He said, and I nodded before walking out of the school to wait for my grandfather to pick me up. I even lied to him that I fell down the stairs because there was a leak from the roof.

Grandfather didn't buy it at first, but he believed me.

The next day, I was greeted by Mara and her three shadows, Cara, Allie, and Paris. They dragged me into a storage room, where they pushed me down to the ground and made me lick the dirty floor. I puked straight away, and they made me wipe my puke with my hair.

They were laughing maniacally, and Clement saw me. I ignored him and thought that after Mara witnessed nothing going on between us, she would back off, but...

Little that I know, it's just the beginning.

Then I talked to a boy from my lab class. They spread rumors about me spreading my legs to him. Then after my art class, they would burn my paintings and make me touch the hot metal.

They would throw my food on the ground and make me eat like a dog in front of everyone. Mara would tell the teachers that I cheated on my exams so I won't get any scores. Clement edited a photo of a naked model and replaced her face with mine, and spread it around the school.

Everything escalates pretty quickly from there.

After I showered and changed into my new uniform, Clement sneaked into the locker room and cornered me. He touched me everywhere, whispering everything he wanted to do to me. I was shaking and disgusted by him.

I kicked his balls and slapped him with a showerhead. I ran out, and other students were looking at confused. I was screaming for help, hoping someone could help, but none. They all turned their heads away.

Clement caught me, throwing my body to the wall with force. Mara came to him running, and he told her and everyone in that hallway that I seduced him and offered him to give a blowjob.

Everyone gasped.

After school, I called my grandparents, telling them that I wanted to visit my parents when I rented a hotel to stay there for a couple of nights. I can't tell them what happened, knowing that Mara's family is far more powerful than mine.

Mara Ecclesias is the one and only heir to the Ecclesias throne. Her family is the second richest family in London. They owned schools and a private university. Her grandfather got an important role in the UK that the King himself invited him for dinner.

Knowing her power, I can't go home and tell my grandparents everything. It will ruin my family, and it will destroy my future. I'm not risking anything. My grandparents are old, and I don't want them to be sad and worried about me.

The torture never ends.

Clement kept trying to touch me, and Mara wanted to torture me.

After trying so hard to seduce and have sex with me, I kept running away from him, and Clement went insane. When sports day came, he dragged me into the boys' locker room and locked me inside with three of his friends, Edric, Benny, and Garret.

They stripped me naked, took my pictures, and started touching me. I screamed for help, but they pushed me to the ground and muffled me with their cock in my mouth. They took turns in raping me.

After they were done, they locked me in a dark storage room naked.

That was five months of me being in that school. They locked me in there until the school ended, only for them to rape me again.

Not only that, but Mara and Clement made me watch them have sex. He fucked her like an animal, and she liked it. She was moaning, groaning, and screaming. I was going insane because they tied me to a chair and made me look at everything.

They're crazy.

Not only that traumatized me, but my grandfather also confronted me after not avoiding him and my grandmother for months, and I told him everything.

My grandparents were furious. Grandfather was so mad that he sued the school immediately without thinking and prevented me from attending school. Grandmother took my to the hospital and therapy immediately.

I never went back to school, but the torture never stopped there.

Mara successfully kidnapped me when I was out buying some snacks at the mall. She brought me into her basement, where she threatened me with a knife. She stripped me naked, her shadows held me down on the ground with my back facing her and put her knees on me and cut my bare back. I was screaming in agony, and she was laughing like a psychopath.

After that, she locked me in a dark room, where I stayed for almost a day. It was cold, my back was bleeding, and I couldn't see a thing. I tried screaming but none.

I only can cry.

After a day, the police took me out of there. My grandparents never stopped looking for me, and Mara's parents found the blood stains on the basement floor, causing them to call the police.

That's why Mara told them about my whereabouts.

They brought me to the hospital, and the results were enough for my grandparents to sue the Ecclesias. They stopped the media from airing the scandal, and that's why my case was never known to the public.

I stayed in the hospital, having so much PTSD related to the bullying. I was having many panic attack episodes, I was going crazy, and I couldn't even trust anyone other than my grandparents.

My grandparents kept suing the school, but there were no results. They're too powerful, and people thought I was making stories when they all witnessed the bullying right before their eyes.

I can't eat, I can't sleep, I can't talk to people, and I can't even do anything without being scared. I poured everything into a painting, and my painting was all about Mara and Clement.

I wanted to kill them.

I wanted to kill them so badly.

I wanted to be the one who stab them and see their souls leaving their bodies.

For years, the case was never closed, and the trial never happened. For two years, I never got out of the house because of my trauma. I did get therapy online with Kris. She's nice, but still, I don't trust her. Mara and Clement stopped bothering me, but they scared me every day. I dreamt of them, and I thought about them when I closed my eyes. I kept rewinding everything, causing me to have a hard time sleeping and socializing.

The school officially announced that I had dropped out when I turned 17.

Ever since then... My life never be the same.