Their Abused Angel

Chapter Six

Flashback

I was walking home one day after school. When I got to the house I saw a few car. Oh god no they are here. If your wondering who I'm talking about I'm talking about my aunt and uncle's friends. They both let them do anything to me. The worst one is HIM. Since I was five he's been calling me his.

He was like in his 30's when I was five. Sick I know. I took a deep breath and opened the door. I walked inside but before I could go down to the basement I was pulled into someone's arms. 'What took you so long slut.' 'I-I'm s-sorry the t-t-teacher wa-want-ed to t-talked to m-me.' I was pushed into the floor as he punched me in the face and kicked me in the ribs.

'Lier. I know you were whoring around.' He kicked me a few times in the ribs and I heard them crack. 'Boys you can have your turn now.' Uncle says to his friends. They came over to me. They started pulling off my clothes. I was moving around crying and trying to get away but one of them grabbed onto my hands and held them on the floor. One of the guys Adam started pulling down his zipper and pulled down his pants.

I was kicking my legs but he grabbed them and pushed my legs apart. He got in between my legs and thrust himself in me. I was crying trying to get out of their holds but it was no use.

I turned my face away and tried to think of something else. I opened my eyes and bit and saw my aunt and uncle sitting on the couch laughing at me.

I closed my eyes until it was done. Its been a few hours and everyone had their fun with me. I'm just so glad that HE'S not here because if he was here it would have been worst.

After they were done I slowly got up holding my ribs. I started walking down to the basement so I could clean up and change.

I was woken up by someone touching me. I opened my eyes and saw HIM staring down at me while he was starting to pull down my pants. I tried to get away but he pushed me back on the mattress and got on top of me after he pulled his pants down. I tried to get away but I wasn't going anywhere then I remembered the knife I sneaked downstairs. I manged to free one of my hands and grabbed the knife stabbing him in his side.

He let's out a scream and got off me. I took this time to get up and ran upstairs. I ran to the front door pulling it opened and running outside. I ran as fast as I could. I was running looking behind me to see if anyone was behind me when I ran into someone.

I fell onto my ass and looked up. I saw it was one of my uncles friends. I tried to crawl away but he grabbed me by my hair and started walking by to the house by dragging me by my hair.

I was screaming and crying begging for him to let me go.

When we got to the house he slammed the door opened and threw me on the floor in front of my uncle, aunt and HIM. I looked at them glaring at me. I looked at him and saw that he was stitched up. Uncle came over to me and pulled me down to the basement.

When we got to the basement he dragged me to the wall and chained me up where my back was facing them. I closed my eyes knowing what's about to come then it came. Uncle whipped my back. I bit my tongue trying not to screaming as the hits came over and over again.

What felt like hours he stopped and turned me around. I looked at them to see everyone smirking at me.

HE came over to me with a knife smirking at me. He started curving words into my stomach. 'Think again before you ever pull that stunt again шлюха' He said as he leaned up to my ear. I nod as tears stream down my cheeks.

He pulled me off the chain and pushed me on the mattress and started taking off his pants and pushed my legs apart and thrust hard into me. I screamed out in pain. I tried to push him off me but he grabbed my hands and put it above my head.

What felt like years he finally pulled out and pulled up his pants. After he left the basement I turned to my side hissing in pain as I brought my legs up to my chest and cried myself to sleep.

Sorry I haven't updated in a while. My mum kicked me 3 weeks because I wanted my oldest sister and my dad in my life and she didn't like that.
So at the moment I'm living with my sister and her kids.

Since living with her I found a guy that actually treats me right. We started dating on my 18th and I actually love him.