Healing through pain || shivian story

Chapter 7:

TW: abuse

Siobhon got in and she heard yelling and cheering, great. Roger had his friends over, she despised them, they were horrible. Yet she walked into the lounge where the football was playing loudly. She wraps her finger around the frame of the door, straightens her back and leans on the door frame. Catching Roger's attention

R: ah siobhon! Your home! Come sit!

These were the moments siobhon cherished, where he was happy to see her, or so she thought, despite his friends being dicks like Roger himself.
This night could go one of two ways siobhon thought to herself, she could be fine or Roger would show off. He was intoxicated so the odds were against her yet she was on time so she just hoped it wasn't the latter.
Siobhon strolled over and sat down next to Roger. He pulled her into a kiss

S: evening Roger

R: how was work?

S: awful, everyone was mad about the new ratio and fee updates

R: they'll live. Go get 4 beers

Siobhon made her way to the kitchen and bent down to get a case of beer in the fridge, suddenly she felt a presence behind her, she turns around to meet one of rogers friends

S: oh, hi? I was bringing them to you, you didn't need to get up

Siobhon didn't care to know his name, they were irrelevant. The man started to get closer to siobhon and play with her hair

Rf: you know you're such a pretty girl?

S: thank u..

As she begins to walk away, but pulled back by her waist

Rf: don't just walk away, stand here and talk to me for a bit

S: I can't Roger needs this-

Siobhon feels the man's grip tighten and her hair being ragged from behind, another man one of Roger friend stood behind her. Siobhon knew his name, Daniel.

D: come on pretty girl, don't walk away from us now

Roger walks into the room, his eyes filled with rage, but not twisted towards his friends of course, towards Siobhan.

R: your disrespectful towards my friends?

He seethed through gritted teeth. As siobhon gets dragged towards him

S: no! They were-

Roger throws her to the ground and kicks her hard.

R: what was that? Talking back now are we?

Siobhon tries to get up as she shakes her head.

D: tattling on us now? so weak, where did you find her rog?

R: she worked for me, I just picked her out, easily manipulated.

Siobhons begins to sob as her nose starts to bleed from Roger's firm kick.

S: I'm sorry

She pleads as the group laughs and taunts her, they drag her to the living room, siobhon was in agonising pain. Once they left, Roger walks over to siobhon, weak, lying on the floor bruised and battered.

R: are you going to disrespect me or my friends again?

S: no I promise

Siobhon whispered, too tired to look up. Roger grabs her face and yanks it up to look at him, siobhon groans in agony.

R: you look at me when you speak. I'm going to bed, hurry up

As he stroked her cheek taunting her and stormed away. Siobhon left in floods of tears.

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