Unwanted. Broken. Abused

Chapter 12

<Hope's p.o.v>

So, I'm at my 'house' and I need to pretend I actually belong here.

I knock on the door and wait for someone to answer.

Sweat was gathering in my palms.

I just had to play it cool.

An old(ish) woman opened the door, and I immediately wrapped my arms around her.

She looked moderately shocked, but hugged me back nevertheless.

"Are you okay, sweetie?" I nodded and smiled.

I gestured back to where Xavier was and tried to mime 'going out'.

She was clearly confused, but nodded and then I left her doorstep.

I smiled at Xavier.

Then I wrote;

I have a denists appointment now, my mum says I have to go alone.

He nodded slowly and I walked off.

I still felt like he didn't beleive me.

But I had proven that I wasn't abused, and that was enough.

But now, I had to face Harvey.

* * *

I turned the key in the lock slowly.

I was so damn scared.

I was shaking.

I don't know what to do.

Suddenly, the door burst open to reveal a still-drunk Harvey and one of his mates.

I gulped.

"Hellooooooo thereeee. Your laaaaaatte." He told me.

I took a deep breath and bit my lip.

He dragged me inside by the ear and pushed me down onto the couch.

Straight onto his mate's lap.

I stood up immediately, but his mate pulled me back down next to him.

"Aaaaaaaahh, you muuuusst be Hooooppe." I nodded, "Well I'm Rileyyyyyyy."

I nodded again.

He chuckled, and jumped on top of me.

I was now lying down on the couch with Riley's disgusting arms keeping me down.

He started feeling his way down my body and his fingers stopped at my waist.

Oh no. Please no. No, no, no, no.

I was close to tears now.

I started struggling away from him.

I fought my knee up to his chest.

But it was like kicking a brick wall.

He didn't even react.

"Soooo, it looksssss like ourrr kitten hasssss sooooome sass." He said.

I was breathing in short gasps now.

I was still struggling.

Riley seemed fed up of my struggling, so he lifted me up, and slammed my head against the wall.

I let out a scream.

He hit my head again.

Tears were blocking my vision, and something wet and sticky was dribbling down the back of my neck.

I was so scared at that moment.

I was scared I was going to black out.

Scared of what Riley was planning to do to me.

Scared of my life, pretty much.

I didn't scream anymore.

Silent tears slipped down my face as Riley's hand came to the waistband of my jeans.

I didn't want to struggle, because I'd probably black out.

But I wanted to struggle, because I couldn't just let this filthy man touch me all over with his filthy hands.

I was so torn on what to do.

Then Riley slipped my jeans down and I had had enough.

I screamed so loud.

I sobbed and sobbed.

Then I brought my knees up and slammed them into his chest time and  time again.

He doubled over, winded, then Harvey came storming toward me.

Uh oh.

I was going to get something worse now.

He brought his fist to my face and kicked my ribs, and my body decided I'd had enough.

And I blacked out.

It was peaceful here.

I felt like I could float here forever.

It would make me the happiest I've ever been in my life.

But, life is cruel.

And too soon I was brought back to reality.