Introduction:
Blake's POV:
I walk down the old dirt road, you might think there are a lot of trees; but there's not many. It's all open field, over grown grass, snakes, ticks, everything.
I'm a mute, I stopped talking, ever since that day. It's now me and this man, I call him father.
I'm not aloud to have friends over, I'm not even aloud to go anywhere without him, unless it is school. At times I think he follows me there.
I walk up to a old house, the house I live in. It's brick, and just dirty on the outside. If I don't clean on the inside then I get...never mind that.
I unlock the house, my fathers red Ferrari isn't in the garage yet, so I have time to cook dinner, and clean up a bit.
I cooked up some hamburgers for father, and veggie-burgers for myself. I make his plate, and set it in the microwave. Then I go about cleaning.
Bang!
Father is home, he isn't happy.
"Come here!" My father yells to me.
He walks over to me, pulls me by the hair, and smacks my face so hard, my neck snaps left.
"You are a filthy little slut!" He yells in my face, while I'm crying.
"You don't deserve anything, at all!" He kicks me in the ribs, and jumps on my stomach.
I'm letting out silent cries for help.
"Stop crying, maybe if you would stop fucking around, I wouldn't have to best you!" He hisses in my ear, as he punches my face.
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Authors note:
Haii guys! Trust me, it will get way better. I promise, just give me a chance to start the story. You won't be disappointed!
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Abused
Teen FictionBlake's life isn't the best, she has so many secrets. Blake is also a mute my choice. When the schools bad boy, John, notices her, he wants to be friends, and possibly more. Both kids are damaged, will they help each other, or will they have a fall...
