Abused

Chapter Eight

Amanda's POV:

I groan as I try to open my eyes. When I open them all I see is darkness, and when I try to reach up to feel for a blindfold over my eyes, I can't move my hands. I hear movement on the other side of the room and I start breathing quickly in panic because I don't know where I am or what happened to me. Someone begins breathing heavily in front of me and whispers, "You have no idea how much I have missed you all these years Amanda. I have been searching for you for years and now I've finally found you, Angel." I feel the blindfold being removed from my eyes only to see my father standing right in front of me with an evil smirk on his face and a horrible glint to his eyes.

I whimper when my father begins slowly walking closer to me. He continues walking until he's right in front of me. He unties my arms and legs and slowly begins to pull my shirt and pants off of me. I cower away when he begins reaching to pull down my panties. He slaps me and angrily yells, "Shut the fuck up stupid bitch or I'll give you a real reason to cry!!!" He rips off my undergarments and pulls off his clothes as well. My father starts to slowly thrust his penis in between my legs and into my clit. I yelp in pain as he begins thrusting harder and harder. He begins moaning and grunting in pleasure. He begins tugging on my hair as he continues thrusting into me with as much force as possible. I feel something warm begin running down my legs when my father's body tenses. I scream out when I feel him release into me.

My father slaps his hand over my mouth with intense force, making my face sting. "Shut the fuck up, little bitch. If anyone hears you screaming, I swear to fucking god I will make your life a living hell." He jerks out of me quickly, making me whimper in pain. Then he roughly pushes his finger into my vagina, pushing it in and out slowly. I can't believe that my dad is still this prick who enjoys getting his kicks from raping me. I try my hardest to ignore the pain and discomfort of his finger inside me, but just can't.

Just as I am about to burst into tears from the pain and horrificness of what's happening to me right now, I hear a thump outside of the room. My dad gets up off of my naked body and storms out of the room. After he slams the door behind him I hear him yelling at someone.

"What the fuck are you doing out here!? I have Amanda on the other side of that door, and I don't need her getting away from me again!!!"

The other unknown voice is too quiet for me to hear but my father's voice is clear as day. As my father continues out in the hallway.

I can't believe that I am back here with my birth father. And I really hope that Louis is alright wherever he is. I know that my father sent that man to Simon's to hurt Louis and I hope that the police got there before anything else happened to him or the boys.

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Simon's POV:

I leave my meeting early and drive as quickly as I can back to the flat. When I arrive I see five police cars out front. I quickly jog to the door and rush inside to find a few officers talking to Meghan as calm as possible so that she doesn't become overwhelmed.

I walk over and ask, "Do you all have any clues as to where the man has taken Louis and Amanda?"

The officer named Jacobs tells me, "We are fairly certain that the man was sent by Amanda's father, John Wright. But we don't know where exactly he and John Wright have them held captive. We found a puddle of blood at the bottom of the stairs. It looks as if Louis was trying to fight off the intruder with a now broken umbrella. There was a footprint left on the door from when it was kicked down. And there are some torn pieces of fabric on the floor near the kitchen. We don't know who they were from but we are going to need to analyze them and the footprint on the door. We are also going to take some sample of the blood on the floor to try to help us find the man. Is it alright if you and this young lady stay in a hotel while we are trying to find him so that we have full access to the crime scene?"