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Tatianna's POV
I woke up in a dark room with only the moonlight shining in. I could see bruises over my body from the small amount of light and I could tell I was brought down to the basement. My body felt nothing but pain. I adjusted my body to get up off the cold hard floor but I couldn't. When I pulled for my hard to help me, I realized it was chained to a pole.
I screamed for someone to hear me. My body against the cold floor didn't help me gain any strength. I felt a feeling of soreness in an area I never did. My legs felt numb, I took my free hand and touched myself, due to feeling like I was leaking.
When I brought my hand up from my sensitive area I seen red all over the tips of my fingers.
"HELP"
I screamed out. I began to cry out, again and again. I couldn't remember what happened for me to be put in the basement.
Probably because my head was throbbing.
I heard the basement door opened and I seen Marty come downstairs.
"What the hell you screaming for girl? I was sleep."
"I'm bleeding..I started my period. I need a pad.."
Marty chuckled evilly and looked at me with this monster eyes.
"No. You didn't start your period."
"What are you talking about? I am on my period. Marty can you please go get me some pads?"
"I made you a woman. That's what I did."
"Wh-What?"
"Yeah babygirl. You blacked out. When I was finished I brought you down here so you wouldn't run."
I lost all my words, when he said that.
"Yeah, you were screaming and yelling.. Moaning too. I knew you'd like it."
I sat there looking at the door. Silent tears escaped from my eyes as he talked about how he took my virginity from me and I just listened.
"I think you're ready for that group. Don't you? I wanted to save you for just me but babygirl.." He kneeled down to my level, Lifting my chin. "You're gonna make me money" He laughed "I'm gonna be fucking ri-"
I kicked him right in the balls before he could finish his sentence. He had boxers on so it was an easy access. He fell over and grabbed himself and I managed to pull my hand out of the cuff and I ran upstairs to the front door.
I tried to unlock the many locks that he had on the door but you needed a key for the most part, I then ran to the window and tried to pull one of the boards off so I could get out.
I heard Marty coming upstairs, yelling for me. So I kept running around the house to find an exit but everything was massively locked or boarded out.
When I heard Marty behind me I just stopped. I gave up hope. He pulled my hair and pulled me down to the ground.
He got on top of me and started to hit me. I screamed and hollered.
"You thought you were gonna leave bitch?"
"I'm sorry!"
"Fuck you. I should've killed you when I had the motherfucking chance."
He beat me all night. He got his belt and hit me over and over again. I was so use to it by now. I didn't feel it.
When he fell asleep, I stayed up. I just looked at the wall. I wanted to jump out the window and run badly but it was boarded up well.
I got up out the bed and went over to his dressed then picked up a baggie with coke in it.
I dumped some out and made a line before sniffing it. If nothing else could ease my pain, It'd be this.
