"LISTEN TO ME!" Lukas screams in my face, shaking me, making me dizzy
"STOP!" I sob, trying to get out of his rough grip "Let go!" I scream
"SHUT THE HELL UP" He yells at me, and knees me right in the stomach, and tightens his grip on my neck. I give up. Tears roll down my cheeks, and i gasp for air frantically. "P-Please..." I say quietly, digging my nails into his shirt.
"If you wouldnt have talked to that boy you wouldnt be here now" He growls into my ear, before he throws me onto the floor. I rub my neck where he about squeezed the life out of me, and i see a cruel smirk go across his face. Then, he kicks me again, in the side. "Make me some fucking dinner and maybe I wont beat your ass again" he snarls, grabs a random book sitting on the counter, and hurls it at me. It hits me right in the face, and i sob, knowing ill never get out.
A good 30 minutes i finally get off my ass, and stumble over to the fridge, and grab some stir fry, and put it in a skillet, and cook it. After i finish, I softly walk into me and lukas's room, and i see he is on his phone. I lightly tap him on the shoulder, and say, "D-Dinner is ready..."
He shoots me a glare, and rolls his eyes. He grabs my wrist, and yanks it. "O-Ow!-" I wince. "shut the hell up" he hisses, and i fall silent, as usaul.
He releases my wrist, and nods. I stare at him, confused, and he gets up, and walks right past me.
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There is no escape, and there never will be
Teen FictionThis is much darker than the things I normally right, but this is a important topic to be written about. This story is mostly about abuse, overall, and how hard it is to get out. ⚠️WARNINGS⚠️ abuse Violence Sexual assault Swearing sex
