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I hope you enjoyed the first part!

⚠️ mention of abuse. Also this chapter is pretty triggering in general so this is a warning for the whole chapter.

Word count: 740

Enjoy :)

Taylor POV

As I stand in the master bathroom of my boyfriends house and gaze at my broken body in the cracked mirror. It was cracked because I was spacing out into my thoughts in the bathroom and not hearing him screaming for me to come downstairs, he ended up smashing my head into it.

I start to remember when I had just started to love this body, but then he waltzed into my life, he being my now boyfriend of two years, Joe. Everything was perfect in the beginning, we met when I was 15 and he was 19. He pulled me out of foster care because he was an adult.

We very soon started dating, I was still in the middle of my freshman year, now being almost done with junior year and 17. He was the first person to show me any sign of care for my well-being and I clung to it. It was the first show of love and affection I'd had it years, and I loved it.

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The first 4 months of us dating was perfect, but after our 3rd date I refused to have sex with him. He brushed it off and told me it was fine but I could see it in his eyes that it wasn't, and I was right. That's when the abuse started.

It started small being a few shoves and pushes. I'm now lucky if I'm still conscious by the end of a beating. If I am still conscious he must have had a good day.

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I know, I know what you're going to say. Why didn't you leave when you had the chance? I tried. He caught me in minutes. I'm trapped. He has his friends track and follow me. I can only leave for school, if he needs something from the store, or if he was whoring me out to his "friends."

You would think it would be the abuse that scares me the most, but it's actually the last one that scares me more. Because of how difficult Joe is he tells his friends it's fine to not use protection, because I'm on birth control. And I was, when he first started doing this.

Joe expects me to pay for anything and everything I need, but he won't let me get a job because he thinks I'll leave him. Due to him not letting me have a job I can't afford birth control. It's not that I'm super scared of getting pregnant I just don't want it to be through being whored out, being with Joe, and the abuse.

I've tried to tell him that I can't buy any but he doesn't listen, most of the time. One time he heard me and told me it would be my problem to get rid of or he would do it for me. And if I didn't get rid of it he'd kill me, and I fully believe him.

I'm also not allowed to have many friends. I only have three. Brittany, Blake, and Travis. Travis is also one of Joe's "friends" that he will whore me out to, Travis only does it to check on me and my injuries. I may have also developed a crush on him, that he quickly noticed. Travis is the only person that I've consented to having sex with.

The three of them have never left my side. Of course they know what's going on. They found me studying my bruises in the mirror in the school bathroom. I don't get to really see them out of school. They're also very worried about the risk of me getting pregnant.

They've offered to buy me birth control but I don't want them to spend their own money on me. So they constantly have me test to make sure I'm not.

But this month I'm scared. I've missed. For anyone else they wouldn't be concerned, but I'm never late a day. It's like clockwork. I have all the symptoms of both: I'm constantly nauseous, my boobs are sore, I'm extremely tired, crazy mood swings, and so on.

The thought of it not being my period scares me more than being alone.

Being alone is my worst fear.

But if I am I won't be completely alone for once.



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