PEARL
Mention of SA and R*pe
I run and run and run but he keeps coming close, so close, close enough that his filthy hands grab my both wrists and twist it. I cry in pain. Nobody listens, nobody cares. Why? I ask myself but there is no one to answer me.
He gets me out of my thoughts and slams me into the wall.I feel hot, red blood coming out of my head. I'm too weak to fight back or I'm so pathetic that I cannot breakfree from the demon taking every piece of me, everyday. I have lost myself. I don't know who I am. I'm a breathing dead body. Dig my grave and put me in it because it is better to be under the soil then to be out and be used as a whore.
"You bitch, where do you think you were going, huh?"
He grabs my hair, pulls me and slams me on the floor. my vision gets blurry but I see him undoing his belt, I see him pulling his pants down. I hear him saying,
"You need to be teached a lesson."
A lesson to never trust people around me. A lesson that world is creul even to a 15 years old. A lesson that there are no such things as demons because they are humans.
Darkness surrounds.
I wake up, drenched in sweat, tears in my eyes, body shivers.
Water. I need water. I look at the table near my bed but the bottle is empty. I need to get water from the kitchen. I am scared, so scared to set my foot on the floor. What if he's still here? What if he's under the bed?
No.
That cannot happen. He is dead. He killed him. He killed him but where did he go after that? It's been 5 years since he left me in the orphange. It's been 2 years since I left the orphanage. It's been one year I started looking for him but he is nowhere to be found. He vanished into thin air after being the only one who helped me.
Meet me once, Donovan.
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