It was the next day. Tuesday. It was dark outside. I heard the crickets talking that woke me up. I notice he tied me back to the bed and left the door open. I was in different clothes. A long yellow nirvana T-shirt with grey sweats and black ankle socks.
I hated being here getting tortured like this I dont even know what I did to deserve this punishment.
My feet was tight up instead of my hands. I had to pee. I tried everything I could to get out of the ropes but it didnt work.
I gotta go to the bathroom ! I yelled
No Response
I gotta go to the bathroom ! I yelled again
No Response
I gotta go to the fucking bathroom you bastard!
I heard footsteps stomping towards room. The hall away light turned on and he came in the Room not saying anything he untied the ropes grabbed me by the hair and pulled Me out if the bed. He dragged me across the floor.
Stop! I tried to pull his hand away to stop pulling it.
He slap me across the face.
He pushed me in the bathroom.
10 seconds!!!! He Said angryly.
I was about to close the door he busted it open.
I did my business and walked out.
He grabbed me by the hair and pulled it.
He pasted the room.
U past the room I said
He ignored me .
He took me up the stairs. It look like a attic. It was Dusty with spider webs everywhere. I saw a big rectangle window, a bed and a closet full of clothes.
Your staying in here for now until you get your attitude straight. He let my hair go and I fell on the ground. But it's scary up here! I said looking around. He looked up at me and closed the door.
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I hate you! I yelled at him.
What does the paper say Corahn!
He didn't responded
What does the fucking paper say.
He looked at me with the paper in his hands.
Positive. he said .
Positive of what I asked him.
Positive of.... Herpes.
I slapped him in the face.
And what does mine say! I asked him.
He opened the envolope and read it.
What does mine say CORAHN!
He looked in my eyes.
Your-Your positive of herpes
I slapped him in the face again.
Corahn I loved you! I did everything you told me too. I even did cocaine with bailed you out of jail everything and you turned around and do this to me. What did I do to deserve this! I yelled.
He looked at me.
Answer me !
You didn't deserve this. I deserve this. I'm Sorry I really am! he tried to hug me.
No get the fuck off of me! I said .
He drunk his soda making noises.
Put that fucking drank down.
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Tortured
Teen FictionA teenage girl who's being tortured by her mother assistant not knowing what she did to deserve it teaching her a lesson about her life back then.