Chapter 2

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//Noah P.O.V

Its raining, im sitting in car going to meet my psychologist second time. Im nervous. I hate talking about my past. Im tired, i sleep very bad last night, i sleep bad everynight, because im thinking and thinking what my new brothers will do to me next?

Car stopped. My forstermom hugs me tight and kisses my forehead. "Hurry that you wont be late Noah, call me when your meeting ends, i love you", she says and look in my bright blue eyes. "Yes mom, i love you too, bye", i say and smile a little. Then i jump out of car and run fast in that i wont get wet.

"Hello Noah, how are you ? You look really tired, didnt you sleep last night ?", my psychologist, Mrs. Bennet asks when i walk in her reception. "Hi Mrs. Bennet, im fine, i just saw couple nightmares at night", i say and sit on the most comfy couch ever. "Im sorry Noah, well you would continue telling about your past, please ?", she ask gently and gives me class of water. I nod and drink littlebit before i start....

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When we started to live together, Nic got all those money what our aunt left us. He went crazy and started to use drugs and alcohol a lot. I was scared of him, because when he was drunk he always yell at me and pushed me around. He might start yell at me about that, why i havent wash his car or why i didnt make food to him. I was 12, i didnt know how to cook...

One day i came from scool at home. I was happy because it was friday. I went in my room to make my homeworks and Nic was really drunk that time.

"Didnt i say that i will come to get you from school?", Nic said. I hadnt saw him to came in my room. "Umm, i tought you have lots of other things to do, so i walk", i said quiet, avoiding hes eyes. "What other things would i have?!", he yelled and started to get suddenly mad. "I-im sorry, i mean nothing", i said quiet and flinched back. "Are you scared Noah? LOOK AT ME WHEN IM TALKING TO YOU!!!", he suddenly started yell. I tried to hold my tears back my i couldnt. They started to fall down my cheeks. Why is he like that, where is my old nice brother?

"Stop crying, you know i hate it, stop it Noah, STOP IT NOW!!!", Nic yelled and grabbed my wirst and he slapped me.

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"Its okay Noah, everything is okay, just keep telling if you want", Mrs. Bennet said gently when tears started to fall down my face.

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I stared to run and Nic run got me. I cried so hard. I was really scared. He pushed me to the floor and ripped my clothes off. "Dont try to run away from me again, DO YOU UNDERSTAND WHORE?!", he yelled and pinned me down. I layed there, naked, front off him. I was only 12.

He grabbed my legs and ripped them open. I cried harder and harder, i tried to stuggle but it was helpless. He started to hit me against the floor. He hit my face against the floor many times. I cried harder and harder. Then i felt something hot against my butthole. I realised too late it was Nics cock. He spit on my hole and pushed his cock inside. I sreamed in pain and fear, begging him to stop. He started to pound me faster and faster. I cried so hard, i couldnt breathe, i started to throw up on the floor.

"Oh my god Noah, you're so fucking tight", Nic sreamed in pleasure and i felt how his hand gripped my tight tigher and his naild broke the skin. I screamed and struggled and he just kept going. I taste the blood in my mouth, my throat hurt for screaming. I start to pass out.

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"You were really brave today Noah, im really proud of you", Mrs. Bennet said warm and hugged me tight. I cried against hers shoulder.

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There is chapter two, i hope you guys to vote and comment what you think, thanks c:

xoxo ~ Jenny

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 10, 2013 ⏰

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