You'll Never Be Alone

Chapter 9

TW: abuse, rape, self harm

MADDIE'S POV (maddie's dream, flashback)

"Maddie, get the fuck downstairs right now!" Max yells. I sit on my bed unmoving, still scared about what just happened. Max bursts through my door a second later and grabs me by my wrists. He drags me to the floor and pulls me down the stairs. He picks me up and throws me against the wall. I start to cry and he slaps me across the face. "Useless slut!" He shouts. His voice echoes through the empty house. This house has no feeling to me. It's just another place where I'm tortured. Max grabs me and pulls my shirt off. I try to protest but he ties my hands against a door handle to keep me from moving. Max pulls my skirt off and I'm sitting on the floor sobbing, almost completely naked.

"Please! No!" I cry, desperate for him to stop. Max unclips my bra and he pulls down my underwear. I start to shake, unable to breathe. I don't know what to do. Max gets closer to me and I smell his breath, the smell of alcohol and tuna. It makes me want to gag. Max pushes into me and I scream. Max slaps me across the face.

"No noise Madison. Stay quiet. You are staying with me until you are pregnant," He says firmly. I break down into sobs but manage to stay quiet until Max is done. He throws my clothes back at me. "You fat slut. No dinner today. You don't need all of that extra weight." He says walking away. I sat in shock for a minute. Max does this a lot to me but never this severely. It's the worst pain I've ever been in and I'm nauseous in shock and nerves. I quickly dress again and run up to my room and lock the door. I grab a knife off the counter, hands shaking and cut into my thighs. All of a sudden I hear a pounding at the door. "Madison open this fucking door!" I hear Max shout. I panic. I have blood dripping down my legs. I wrap a blanket around my waist and unlock the door. I jump into bed and wince at the pain.

"Sorry," I mumble.

"It's time again," He says.

"What?" I ask in shock.

"You know what I'm talking about," He says. I start to cry as he slaps me across the face. He punches my body a couple times but avoids my legs, he doesn't notice my cuts and he leaves again. I sob uncontrollably into the pillows of the cold empty bedroom. I'm so alone.