Please Help Me (Rewriting) (BxB)

Chapter I

Jamison's POV

"Jamison get your ass in this room I have to check!" screamed my mother. I slowly made my way down the stairs my body feeling weak from school today. I just wanted to sleep. She stood with this metal like pole she would stick down my throat and make me gag, to see if I had eaten that day. To which if I had she would have my father chain me up downstairs in the basement and torture me. I knew I didn't have to worry I hadn't eaten today or the past week for that matter.

"Open. " she command once I stood in front of her, I opened my mouth and then she shoved it down my throat causing a heavy gag to leave me and hunch over a bit. Nothing came out and she removed the tool, I gasped a little bit looking at her silently. A sharp slap sounded the room and my cheek stung from her slapping me.

"Leave go to your room, get the hell out!" she screamed probably upset I didn't do anything to be punished right now.  When my father came home though it would be a different story he didn't care if I was good or bad. I shivered at the thought and went back to my room lightly closing the door before sitting on my floor on a dirty matress and ripped tiny blanket I was forced to sleep on. I laid down feeling weak and cold from hungry, my stomach hurt, and I wanted nothing more then food. Possibly a shower since I hadn't had one for a while because I wasn't in gym anymore to use the showers. Slowly  I closed my eyes drifting into a light sleep keeping alert because I knew my father would be hokme soon.

I heard the door slam open and hit my wall and I jumped into a very alert sitting position, my father stood in the door way smelling of alcohol and I knew he wasn't going to be kind to me tonight. He walked over to me grabbing my white hair pulling me to my weak legs, I followed or well was dragged to the basement. He ripped everything off my body but my boxers and chained the hand to the ceiling where a thick chain with cuffs which held me up was. My feet barely touched the floor and my wrists burned in protests but I tried to ignore it. He cracked something into the air and I saw it was a whip, he had never done this before so my blue eyes went wide with fear as he stepped towards my petite body frame.

"You're so fucking useless." he spat at me before the whip landing on my bare stomach a loud crack filling the air and a few more followed landing on my side, arms, legs, and chest. I bit done hard on my lip tears falling down my cheeks as I trembled in pure fear.

"S-stop." I whispered my voice coming out wispy and pained, it stung so much I saw blood trickling down my stomach and sides and arms. I couldn't see anything else but, it could feel it trickling down my legs. "Pl-please s-stop!" I whined when he cracked more on the whip onto my body my arms pulling violently at the chains cries leaving my lips. I trembled all over my body turning cold to protect itself, he grabbed a bat I think and started using my as a personal besting bag. He threw everything he could onto the hits to my legs, stomach, and back. A heard and felt a crack in my lower back a loud scream leaving my lips becsuse pain shot all the way up my my spine cause me to go limp. Soon he stopped and left me hanging there tears falling done my cheeks, my head limply down in submission, he didn't come back. I fell asleep really uncomfortably, I think an hour or two later when I heard the stairs creak causing my head to slightly lift up in pain. I saw my older brother and my eyes filled with tears again as he undid my arms, I couldn't support my own weigh and just slipped down but he caught me before I hit the cold cement.

"I got you, shh it's okay Jamison, let's get you dressed, yeah?" he asked softly lifting my light body up. I trembled and shook clutching onto his shirt tightly my head laying tiredly on his shoulder. He couldn't stop them though only help me when he could and mom didn't care what he did as long as he never told or fed me.

"I-it hurts." I whimpered holding on tighter as he walked outside after getting me some clothes for school tomorrow. We did this often and no one cared, he brought me to his place which was and addition to out place a little guest house out back. He carried me in and placed me into his bed gently and covered me up after laying next to me, he snuggled close to me to give me something warm. Soon I was out cuddled into him and trembling lightly once and a while. Nightmares filled my night and took me from my slumber and I hated it so much.

Nightmare #1:

I tried running to get away from all their hands and all their insults, I couldn't take it anymore. I saw a flash and I ran towards it, I saw my family looking happy and they were smiling with me and Trey. I reached for it my hand stretched out as far as it could reach, I wanted to see that family be part of that family. I needed to be.

Suddenly my hand landed on a hard chest and I looked up to see a boy with black hair and green eyes "Jamison I'm sorry." He whispered his hand lightly grazing my cheek.

"Why are you sorry?" I asked the teen before me tilting my head.

"I'll see you soon I promise, I'll make them stop." And then he disappears my dad now in front of me with a smirk on his lips. He grabbed me and threw me down before he did what I always feared. He raped me and told me if he ever saw me touching another guy he would kill me because I was his and his alone. I would never and to touch anyone after that and he knew it.

End of Nightmare.

I woke up a loud scream leaving my lips as I sat bolt up right and cry leaving my parted lips as I felt arms go around me and cover my mouth. I struggled to get out my brain fuzzy from sleep and fear.

"Jamison it's me Trey, breathe it's okay I'm not dad I promise." I heard him say and relaxed breathing heavily pain shooting up my spine. "Go back to sleep I got you." He murmured. I laid against him closing my eyes and drifting back into a restless sleep.

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