Forever and Ever (PondPhuwin)

Chapter 7

Kims's POV

I feel so frustrated and defeated. Everything I worked for feels like it's slipping away. It's hard to control the overwhelming self-hatred inside me. I wish things could be different. I sit on my bed and tears naturally flow down my bruised, pale cheeks. I feel like such a failure.

Since I was a kid, I've been neglected by those around me and even my parents left me. My mum died when I was 5 years old and since then my dad has been beating me up. I was told I was the cause of my mother's death. All my life I've been told I'm never good enough and should probably die in a corner.

My dad got arrested 2 years ago and since then I've been living with my aunt and uncle. My aunt is nice but she's at work most of the time. They are also really rich but have no children. My uncle usually brings women home when my aunt has work and I've been threatened several times not to leak this info to her.

I got molested by my uncle when I almost told my aunt about this. That was the most gruesome and heartbreaking day of my life. I even got whipped several times with a belt with some marks being permanent on my back. He knows I'm gay and threatens to release the information to everyone if I ever tell anyone what he did to me.

I've been scared ever since and haven't talked about it. It's not like anyone could do anything about it, considering his wealth and power. I had a boyfriend about 5 months ago and we had been in a toxic relationship for about 3 years.

He had raped me and also used to hit me. He manipulated me into thinking that this was ok in a relationship but clearly, I wasn't smart enough to realize then. He was controlling and expected me to follow his rules and guidelines. Once he was drenched in alcohol and weed so I decided I had enough of him and chose to break up.

He despised the idea of breaking up and locked me in a room.  I screamed my lungs out to convince him to let me go, but he wasn't having it. The door unlocks and he makes his way towards me. Before I know it, I've reached a dead end. I pray that he goes easy on me but unfortunately, my prayers weren't heard by anyone.

He immediately starts stripping me naked, pulling off every piece of clothing. I tried to cover up but my attempts were worthless. My writhing around earns me a punch in the gut. I fall to the ground, holding the bruised area. He goes to his drawer and pulls out panties. Too immersed in the wounded area, I don't notice him and try to relieve the discomfort.

He approaches me with those in his hand and sits on his knees. He grabs me, my back against his chest. I try to wiggle out of his grip but he is stronger than me. Finally positioning me to his satisfaction, he pulls the panties onto me.

Bf: oh my, now don't you look sexy.

He says with lust controlling his tongue and body. He lifts me off the ground and takes me into the living room. I am thrown roughly onto the sofa and he seats himself beside me.

I try to shift away but he raises me and sets me on his lap. I shift around and hope to get off him. He keeps a firm grip on me and proceeds to lay me on his lap. I give in but he keeps his arm on my back, to be cautious.

Once my movements have seized, he grabs the TV remote and plays a movie. I don't enjoy horror movies so I try to fall asleep.

Unfortunately, he kept rubbing my genitals sensually, depriving me of the ability to sleep. Tears roll down my eyes and I begin to sob, making the situation worse than it already is.

He reaches around the sofa and grabs a handkerchief. He hardly shoves it into my mouth and puts his hand over it. Next, he grabs some duct tape and restrains my mouth from letting out any sounds.

Next, my hands are tied together using the shirt he was wearing a minute ago. I don't give up so I start kicking my legs in pure anger and frustration.Pushing his last buttons, I am lifted again, but this time thrown outside onto his cold, concrete porch.

This beats being inside with that monster. He shuts the door with a bang and locks it securely. Tired of all these events, I eventually fell asleep. I wake up to the pleasant smell of coffee and a lot of talking. I rub my eyes in confusion and find myself in a police station.

Long story short, the neighbourhood police found me and brought me here. My boyfriend got arrested with several charges pressed against him and luckily my aunt fetched me.

I have been told to offer therapy an attempt, but I think it is a waste of time and can't support you. I haven't told anyone about my experiences and also wish not to share them in the future.

I have been through a lot and not everyone might understand why I long for Phuwin, but the reason is simple. I just want to provide for someone who deserves better. Phuwin will be far better off with me, and I will give him the affection and devotion he is entitled to.

My techniques to pursue him might not be correct, but my intentions are and that's the only thing that matters.

Phuwin's POV

I arrive at Pond's place and ring the doorbell frantically. He opens the door and gives me a dazed stare. I push him inside and let myself in. I shut the door behind me and hauled into his arms. I begin crying, emotions pouring out like a waterfall. He becomes aware of the situation and hugs me tightly. He whispered comforting words in my ear and tried to gain hold of me.

Pond: Tell me what's wrong.

I start informing him of everything from the very beginning to the end.

He looks shocked and realizes the depth of the situation.

Sorry for not updating consistently, but I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Live y'all bye 👋 ♥️😍😘✨