Story of a Victim [COMPLETED]

Part 51: Dreams

*TRIGGER WARNING: Chapter may mention abuse, suicide, self-harm, and/or eating disorders. Read at your own risk.*

Sabrina's POV

I'm in a house. A house that I haven't been in in a long time. Wait, this is Gabi's house. Why am I here?

"Is anybody here?" I shout. No answer. I head up the staircase and go into the 3rd bedroom on the right. I walk in. There is Isaiah waiting.

"Why are you here?" I ask hesitantly. He starts to kick and hit me. I run out of the room in tears and pain. I go into the room across from it. I walk in and my dad is there.

"Hi Sabrina," he says with a smirk. He hits me really hard. I run out again. I go into the room next to it. Jacob and Gabrielle making out.

"Can we have some privacy?" Jacob says rudely to me kissing Gabi on the lips again. I start to cry more.

"I thought you loved me," I whimper. He smirks.

"No, I hate you," he says like he's innocent. I turn to the door. It disappears. There's no way out. Mark and Carson appear. They come up to me.

"No, please don't," I say weakly from my other beatings. They give me the worst beating I've ever gotten. Jacob comes up to me and punches the side of my face.

I wake up breathing heavily with Jacob by my side.

"Sabrina, are you okay?" He asks.

"Yeah," I say, taking a big breath.

"No, I don't think you are. What happened this time?" He says.

"Isaiah beat me, then my dad did. Then you and Gabi were making out and you said you hated me and I tried to escape but I couldn't and then you, Mark and Carson beat me," I say, my body uncontrollably shaking. He kisses my forehead and pulls me into a hug.

"I love you" he says. I don't realize I am crying until Jacob says, "Don't cry Sabrina. It was just a dream. I would never hurt you now, or ever again, just know that," he says. I nod my head.

Jacob's POV

"Sabrina, are you okay?" I ask.
"Yeah," she says taking in another big breath. I can tell she's not at all.

"No, I don't think you are. What happened this time?" I question her.

"Isaiah beat me, then my dad did. Then you and Gabi were making out and you said you hated me and I tried to escape but I couldn't and then you, Mark, and Carson beat me," she says.

Like I've said probably a million times, I really wish I didn't hurt her. She didn't deserve it at all. Sometimes I just want to curl into a ball and cry when I think about it. That part of our past will never go away. It will keep coming up in our future. I kiss her forehead and hug her.
"I love you," I whisper into her ear. I hear her cry silently. I can feel the tears dripping onto my shirt.

"Don't cry Sabrina. It was just a dream. I would never hurt you now, or ever again, just know that," I say. She nods her head.

"So do you feel any better?" I ask.

"Yeah, I'm doing good. But I..." she trails off.

"You're hungry?" I ask.

"Yeah. Sorry, it just kind of sounds rude to me to say that I want food," I say. I smile.

"Well we are very different in that way," I say. She giggles. Her giggle is so cute!

I walk downstairs and grab a bowl.

"What to give her?" I think aloud.
"Just get her some fruit," Mark says loudly.

"Okay, grapes I guess," I say. I pour them into the bowl, wash them and head back to Sabrina's room.

"Thanks," she says smiling.

"My pleasure," I say. She smiles again. Then I remember how Sabrina got beaten. I wonder how bad the bruises are?

"Sabrina, can I see the bruises Isaiah gave you?" I ask. She nods her head. She lifts up the side of her shirt. There is a big, and when I say big, I mean big bruise on the side of her ribcage. I look at her back and stomach with bruises as well. Then I glance at her arm. A few bruises here and there, but the thing that stood out to me the most was the cuts on her wrist.

"Did you do this?" I ask. She looks down and nods her head.

"Why?"

"I'm sorry Jacob. I know you said never to hurt myself, but you broke up with me and Isaiah beat me for 2 months straight and it was all really stressful and I was really depressed and I didn't know what to do," she says quickly. I wrap my arms around her.

"I'm sorry," she whispers.
"It's not your fault," I whisper back. Her grip in the hug gets tighter. I smile.
When we let go, she grabs a grape and starts to peel the skin of with her teeth. That not how you eat a grape.

"What are you doing?" I ask. She looks at me confused.

"That is not how you eat a grape at all," I say.

"Well this is how I eat mine," she says.

"But the skin taste like sandpaper without the fruit."

"But the skin is healthier," she argues.

"But it taste like crap without the fruit."

"Do you really want to have an
argument about grapes?" She asks.

"Yes, yes I do," I say. She laughs. I lay with her while she eventually falls asleep in my arms.

"Night' princess" I say kissing her forehead. She smiles in her sleep.

Sup guys! Or gals, or people... don't I make everything so awkward? I love the ending of this chapter a lot. I thought it was funny. Anyways, hope you liked this chapter!
-Kay😇😈