The Little Night Light

Chapter 18

Bright light, every where

Blood scented air

Hazel eyes looking down at me

Being dragged out of the crate

Some where new

This place is no longer the same

Why didn't I die?

Why am I like this?

Home

I want to go home

But

This is home

Where are they?

Where is my group?

My group

My safety

Why

My blue eyes

Why

I'm being dragged

Where am I going

Please

Please stop

Bruises and scars

Hitting

More and more hitting

Why is he beating me

What did I do?

What's happening?

Where did he go

Where

My blue eyes

Where

Why

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I cried out as he grabbed a fist full of my hair. I could feel every strand on my head being yanked on my delicate skull. 

"Come on my flower, I didn't realize that you'd be here for me. I thought I'd have to fetch you from my brother later on," Luther nagged. I whimpered out in pain as he dragged me out of the crate. I knew I was too small to do any sort of damage to him and the thought of him having complete control over me made me scream in my head, "oh no, did my little princess have an accident?" He bellowed out in laughter as he ripped my pants down, revealing nothing but my soiled underwear. I was too scared to be in any sort of embarrassment.

I began to thrash around and move my body in ways it didn't want me to. I had to do anything to get away from this monster. In a moment of panic, I never saw Luther's hand coming to land on my face with a loud smack.

"Don't try to get away from me you brat." He hissed at me. He let go of my hair letting me fall to the ground. The dirt felt foreign beneath my weak body when I landed. A scream was let loose in the air leaving me to believe that I was not the only survivor. When I looked up from the ground, I saw Pearl and Vivian being torn out of their crates along with a couple other girls. My heart broke in two as I reached out for them. Only the second I raised my arm, it was pounded down by a large leather boot.

"So much for trying to save your friends my dear, Alya was right, this is the end for you three," he spat as he twisted his foot on my hand. I held back a loud cry as I could feel my skin start to break and tear under the sole of his shoe. I knew that if I hadn't held back, that there would be no mercy of me or my friends. I had to show them that they can beat me all they wanted, but I would never fall at their feet.