|~Chapter 9~|

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~2 days later~

2 days after I ran away from home and stayed at Andrea's house, I was awoken by a man or 2 hoping through Andrea's bedroom window.

Fuck they found me.

I scream at the top of my lungs but It only made things worse. The man dives for me and covers my mouth, holding a gun to my head.

"Say a fucking thing and you're dead!" He whisper yells.

"Fuck you!" I whisper.

The next thing I remember is his fist colliding with my skull.

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I woke up to my dad yelling. I immediately sprung up. Those little fuckers kidnapped me! I'm gonna fucking kill those bastards!

I was broken from my thoughts when my dad walked in. I was tied to my bed so I couldn't move to even lay a finger on him.

"Ah! You're awake!" He smiles. "How delightful! You ready for a torture sesh?" He grins widely at me.

"You wouldn't fucking dare you sick bastard!" I yell "I will fucking gut you like a fish!"

"Will you though? Because I think you're telling some white lies!" He laughs.

My eyes focus on behind him. I fixated on a small,lanky figure in the back.

"I'll be back very shortly. Don't even try to escape, it won't happen. Sweetheart."

As he fades away out of the door, see who that figure was. Mama! I may be ruthless and vicious but I wouldn't never do this to certain family members! This was behond a joke.

I struggle against the ropes. The pain worse and worse every time.

"Mama please. Don't do this! Free me from the ropes, and we will both be free!" I plead

"No." She said stubbornly.

"Fuck you mama! I will rip your head out of your skull even if it's the last thing I do! I fucking hate you and your excuse of a husband!" I scream.

"I love you" she whispers. A single tear rolls down her cheek.

Gosh what has this man done to the poor woman. 5 minutes later, He comes back. This time with lots and lots of torture tools.

He walks over to mama.

"Don't fucking touch her you piece of shit!" I cry.

He heads over to me and picks up the knife on the mini table. He held it against my cheek and ran a small line across. Drawing my blood in the process.

I didn't feel any emotion or pain. It didn't hurt. He smiles at me then moved to mama. He grabs the whip from the table whipping the air while making his was towards her.

Whip after whip after whip and she still held an emotionless expression. It was as if she was a fucking statue.

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Half an hour later and mama was knocking on deaths door. She was almost lifeless. I managed to free myself but I made sure that nobody noticed.

Father still wasn't satisfied. The poor woman did nothing wrong. A few men came in and untied the rope at my feet and stomach. Then my father whispered to my mother.

"Your gonna watch these 2 men fuck your daughter bloody." He grins.

One of the men yanked me up and pushed me against a wall. I try to fight him away but I was a measly little girl. He instantly shoved his dick in my underwear and drove it inside me. He then forced me to the floor infront of the other man.

He lifted his dick out his pants and started fucking my mouth.
Tears pored out my eyes as the two men switched over again and again for what felt like hours. By the time they were both done, I was sat in the bed again with a mixture of sweat and blood.

I couldn't move, I was paralysed. Before my father left, he picked up the largest knife on the table and slowly walked to mama. He instantly dug the knife into the area of her heart. I scream in pain and agony as he laughs and leaves.

"Honey, find the button. Then you will be safe." My mother breaths out

"What button, where is it?" I question

"Under the stairs in a cupboard." my mother's body fell lifeless. No!

Everything came crashing down as I dashed to the chair she was in. What did she mean by goddess? And which stairs does she mean? We have too many. But those questions aren't important.

I didn't waste any time and elevated her head. I start doing cpr, while yelling and screaming for her to wake up.

It hit me like a bowling ball hits the pins at the end. She's gone. I kiss her cold, soft forehead.

"I love you mama" I cry, "Till my last breath, mi ángel (my angel)"

A/N
I'm so tired guys so I kinda rushed most of this so hope you enjoyed this chapter(prolly not) love you all till my last breath! And good morning/evening/night my lovely's and I'll see yall tomorrow byeeeee!

~Lilly

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