Crimson coloured blood flowed freely down my cheek as I gathered myself upon an old oaken bench.
My feet stumbling over one another as I sat down on the cold surface
"Your just like your mother" my father growled, emptying the contents of the wine bottle before slowly swaying it in his hands.I sniffled while gently trying to take the bottle off him.
But no avail. "Your scaring me" I whimpered quietly holding my hands up against my face.He swung the bottle with all anger and contacted it amongst my tear stained cheek, cutting slightly over my hand aswell leaving a dripping red gash stretching across my cheek.
My vision blurred, my hand immediately covering the cut placed amongst my skin.
He scoffed kicking me at my weakest, making me trip to the floor.
"Get out of my house" he yelled. As confused as I was, I still abided.
My bloody hand pushed against the floor, hoisting my body up from the cold ground. Before staggering out the door.
The pressure I applied to my face was in somewhat way helping calm down the pain, but it still really hurt, and it had not entirely stopped bleeding. My shirt sleeves were soaked in the red and had started dripping over the wound on my hand.
A few bystanders passed, exchanging a few weird glances between me, then continuing on with their 11pm schedule.
I felt a small tap on my shoulder, and to say I was scared to turn around was an understatement . I slowly turned my head, and was rather surprised when I saw a man standing next to me.
He examined my face for a second, almost like he was trying to figure me out. Within the few seconds that we had been staring at each other not one word had been said.
His green orbs stared directly at me as his wavy brown hair swerved in the windy night.
"Umm.. May I help you" I croaked, slightly lowering my head, finally breaking the awkward silence.
"What happened to your face" he mumbled, running his index finger alongside the cut then observing his finger. I slightly flinched whilst moving away a bit.
I let out a shaky breathe of air before looking into his eyes "I tripped" I lied.
He sat down next to me painfully slow. Drumming his hands against his knee.
Instead of answering straight away he let out a toothy grin, all while he looked into the dark park, "I saw you come here, you didn't trip"
"What really happened"
"Why are you so nosy" I piped up before picking myself up off the bench and standing upright, "just leave me alone"
"I can't exactly do that"
I gave him a puzzled look and started pacing towards the exit of the park, but my body was yanked back and pulled into someone's arms. A figure appeared infront of me and clasped his hands over my lips.
" Don't resist it " a small whisper whipped at my face.
I closed my eyes at the sudden contact, slipping into the guys arms behind me.
"Good girl"
"I felt my body been hoisted over someones shoulder, "pl-e-ase let me g-go" i whimpered, jutting my bottom lip out. One of the boys looked back
"Give her some more" a deep voice spoke
A face appeared infront of me before a piece of cloth was placed over my nose. My eyes slipped to complete darkness before everything went blank.

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Serenity :: 5sos Ageplay (Editing)
FanfictionI cowered into the corner, curling my knees to my chest. "You're just a baby" he spat reaching out for my wrist, before dragging me towards the exit. This was my first ever attempt at writing an Ageplay book, of course it's going to be bad