8. Creeps

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AN: Sorry I haven't updated in a while! I have been so busy with school and moving house! hope you like it! xx

Screams fell from my mouth as I started shaking trying to rid myself from this memory.

It was dark and a shadowed figure came over me. Grabbing me, hitting me. I was 12 years old, scared and lonely. He grabbed at me punching me and ripping my clothes off. I was too young to know exactly what he was doing, but I was old enough to get the idea. I started screaming and thrashing around, trying to get his dirty body off me. His facial features etched into my mind. The pain was unbearable as he did things to me that were illegal and disgusting. While he was doing this my "mum and dad" sat in the corner laughing and filming it. I don't know where that video went. But I knew I needed to get outta there, but I couldn't he had me pinned down. He ripped my clothes and bruised my body. When he was done he left me there broken, cold, hurt and raped. He walked off winking. I thought it was over then and I was free, but little did I know, that this was going to happen every month.

I was screaming and crying, I just couldn't shake out the memory of his face. Cold water hit my face and instantly it vanished as quick as it appeared. I cuddled into cam crying hysterically.

"I-I'm sorry, he did that to you" mum whispered grabbing me and pulling me into her chest.
"H-how do you know?" I sobbed.
"A video was sent to me every time he did it and every time he hurt you physically" she whispered tears falling from her face.

Gina's POV:
He was so terrible to her. Letting his friend rape her as he sat and taped her, not doing anything. He spat on her, punched her and hurt her not only physically but mentally and emotionally as well.
I had to go through nine years of videos and pictures sent to me of what he did to my daughter. Well our daughter. I couldn't sit there and watch her suffer, not only did she suffer back then, but she will suffer for the rest of her life. I just hope we can take away some of that suffering.

Savannahs POV:
"Savannah, we took those videos and pictures straight to the police, that's how they found out who they were. But they haven't caught them, yet" mum assured me. Who is he? It's killing me not knowing who these people were.
"I'm sorry you had to see those, guys" I said, truly sorry they had to go through that. They all smiled back squeezing me into a hug.
"Wh-who are th-they?" I questioned.
Mum gulped and shut her eyes relaxing.
"Your father and his new girlfriend, took you away from us" she breathed out.
Immediately my stomach dropped. My own father, did this to me, did this to them. Treated me like a slave, hurt me both physically and mentally. He is the reason I am the way I am today. He is the reason I have trust issues, the reason I have no voice, the reason I spent most of my life lonely, sad and broken. I hate him. I hate his guts. He is not my father and never will be. I stood up and just walked, I walked outside, I needed air to clear my head.

Cam's POV:
"Savannah, it's okay. You're here now. You're safe" I whispered. Wrapping my arms around her in a soothing hug.
"It's not okay Cam, he is the reason I had no voice, he is the reason I have trust issues, he is the reason why I am the way I am Cam. I have nothing" she screamed breaking down crying.
I bent down and hugged her rubbing her back, until she calmed down. When she stopped sobbing violently I picked her up and brought her back into the lounge room.

Savannah's POV:
"I'm ready to go on mum" I whispered.
"Are you sure?" She asked.
"Yes" I replied drinking some water, calming my self down.
"There isn't much else to say, but your father has been on the run with you. His friend was the one who sexually abused you" mum said shakily.
I couldn't help but feel anger towards the dirty creeps, but relief washed over me as I knew now I'm safe.

"What have you been doing since they took you? What has happened?" Sierra asked, concern shown all over her face.

"When I was 12 they set fire to the house, while I was sleeping. I woke up and escaped as they sat their laughing and smoking. They chucked me in a van and drove off. I woke up in Nanna's house, but it was old and ruined. I found money from her in the basement. I have been living there ever since. I have only a handful of belongings. I draw and watch the waves most days. I have been only just scraping through, with 3 meals a week. I stopped talking because the last time I spoke was when something terrible happened. I didn't trust my voice, I still don't. This is the most I've spoke in four years. I only speak when I trust someone. I love you guys" I explained everything feeling happy that I finally got everything out.

"Oh my god, Savannah! I'm so sorry! Don't worry you're not going back. Your room hasn't changed since you left. Your bed is still unmade from when he took you. We couldn't bear go in there. We can re do your room however you want. You will be healthy in no time. We can put you in online school. You can have a shopping day with us. I just can't believe your back!" Mum exclaimed.
"Let's just take it one at a time mum" I replied smiling.
"Yeah with maybe something to eat" cam replied sarcastically!

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