Chapter 11

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Michael's POV:

It's been a horrible week i still can't believe what I did to her. I fucking raped her. My precious innocent Annabelle, if she started to trust me now I ruined everything with her. I really like her and I can't believe that I did that to her. I feel disgusted by what I did whenever I remember that night I feel like choking myself. I haven't talked to anyone and I don't want to go to school anymore I can't look her in the eyes again. But there's something weird about that night, Annabelle could've defeat me easily, she've been training since god knows when. I was so deep in my thoughts that I didn't notice who was standing in front of me.

Annabelle.

When I saw her I froze in my place. Did she come here to show me how much she hates me and how much she's disgusted with me. I was more surprised by what she did next. She came toward me and hugged me. When I felt her in my arms I hugged her back tightly and started sobbing for the zillionth time this week. She patted the back of my neck and then backed away.

"Michael I should tell you something really important about that night." She said.

"I know I know I'm really sorry Annabelle I'm a pig I still can't forgive myself because what I did was horrible."

"But ... I forgive you."

"What? You what...?! But ..."

"It wasn't your Fault Michael I'm the one who should be blamed."

"What..? I don't understand." I said
confused.

She sighed and continued. "Michael you know I could beat your sorry ass in one hit or two but I didn't."

I actually was shocked but realization hit me. Of course she can but why the hell didn't she stop me.

"And why didn't you stop me? Ha? Do you know how much guilt I feel. I suffered this week from my conscious that kept on reminding me with what I did to you." I screamed at her.

" because ...." She started then stopped.

"Because what Anna? Please tell me because what?" I begged.

"Because I love you..."

When I heard her saying this sentence I was flying above the clouds. She loves me. Me. I succeeded in breaking her walls and making her mine.

"I LOVE YOU TOO. Oh my god Anna you don't know how much I wanted to hear these word from yo...." She cut me off by saying.

"But I can't be with you."

"What ... Why?"

"Because I just can't okay." She screamed.

"I WANT TO KNOW WHY ANNA I DESERVE AN ANSWER FROM YOU. YOU JUST SAID THAT YOU LOVE ME SO YOU CAN TRUST ME WITH ANYTHING NOW."

"Do you really wanna know why I can't let someone in my fucking life and why I hate to be touched by people and why I hate men?" She asked angrily.

"YES I WOULD LOVE TO KNOW."

"Okay... I'll tell you .. But I know you'll leave me because no one can handle someone as fucked up as me."

"Try me." I replied.

"First you should sit and calm down." I continued.

We sat on bed opposite to each other.

"It started all when my parents died in a huge fire at the hospital they work at. I was only 6 then and when I received the news I ran from the house not knowing where to go I ran and ran until my legs couldn't hold on anymore, that night I slept on the streets with tears running down my cheeks. I woke up the next morning in a strange and dark place. I was terrified I wanted my parents back I want to be in my comfortable bed cuddling with my mother but no, I was chained to the wall from my ankles. I started shouting and sobbing until that filthy man came in. And everything started since that day. He used to chain me to the walls from my wrists and whip me with different kinds of whips, cradles and other things. Everyday he used to beat me up until I'm unconscious. And when I asked why he said that because I am beautiful and I should suffer like his daughter suffered. What I walk up every night is a kick in my ribs or a slap on my face." She stand up and started tearing her clothes off of her furiously. When she was only in her sports bra she started pointing at her tattoos one by one and telling me about them. "Do you see this one." She said pointing at her left hand that covered by a sleeve tattoo. "Under all these tattoos their are scars. Not from me but from him. He used to tie me on an iron chair that contain cuffs in the legs and wrists and grab his silver knife and starts slicing my skin. Deeply. I would shout but no one could hear me." She pointed at another tattoo on her stomach and said. "And this one it contains knife cuts. He also enjoyed stabbing me several not so deep stabs to keep me alive. You know he need me to entertain himself he would be bored without me." She laughed bitterly while her tears are running down her face. "Oh and don't forget these." She said pointing at the back of her neck where it contains small tattooed circles. "These are cigar burns. He enjoyed turning off his cigars by my neck. And .. And these--." She wanted to continue but I cut her off because I couldn't handle anymore we where both sobbing our eyes out. Then I hugged her tightly and said.

"I promise you that'll never ever happen to you again I'll protect you from anyone or anything I just want you to trust me and be mine."

"I trust you." She said and I smiled widely while wiping her tears.

"I know it's not the suitable situation but ... Will you be my girlfriend?" I asked her.

She giggled and said. "Yes I will."

I smiled and kissed her passionately.

We spent the rest of the day cuddling in my bed and sharing small talks and laughing about silly things. I still can't believe my baby get through this all by herself. She's strong. That na stared if I ever lay my hands on him I would do worst than he did to her.

"Anna."

"Hmmm" she hummed in response.

"I'm taking you on a date tomorrow."

"Is that an order or a question."

"Please." I begged pouting.

"Okay, okay. Where are you taking me."

"Somewhere cheesy and probably boring but it's romantic." I said.

"Sounds fun." She said before leaning toward me and kissing my forehead.

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The next day came quickly and I was excited to take Anna to our first date. I knocked at their door holding a red tulip in one hand and my guitar in the other one. I was dressed casual, when she opened the door she was wearing a white dress that reach above her knees as a pair of white converse as well, her hair was left down on her shoulders. I adored her hair it was so long it reached her ass and it was as smooth as silk.

"You look pretty" I complement giving her the flower.

"Thanks." She said while taking the flower blushing and looking down.

I took her to a garden where it's full of colorful flowers of all types and in the middle of this garden I already put a white blanket and a basket full of sandwiches and fresh juice in it.

We laughed, kissed, ran and took some pictures for memories. Also she made both of us flower crowns.

"I love you" I said.

"I love you too" she replied.

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Anna's POV

After my date with Michael I was so happy I felt like flying and I was so hyper and I smiled in this day more than I did in my whole life. But yet when I get home and put my head on my pillow I remembered my past. I know I would never forget about it and it will always hunt me till the day I die. I'm already bruised really deep.

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