Lance P.O.V
(Warning ⚠⚠⚠⚠⚠ sexual and abusive content)
I walked inside and threw my bag down and walked to my room praying to God my foster father weren't home. He's just as worse as my real father. Then I heard him coming up behind me and grabbing my ass hard digging his nails in my flesh. My breath hitched and I tried to get away from him but he slammed me face first against the wall making a quietly, barley hearable, whimper escape my lips. I felt blood run down my chin and fall in the floor.
My nose.."Hi little bitch," he cooed in my ear.
"You can't get away now huh lance..?"
No...no ..no..no..He started undressing me, I felt tears stream down my cheeks.. I didn't wanna fight anymore..
"Look in the kitchen, grab the knife, end him and run! Do it lance!"
You mean kill him..?
"Kill him kill him now!!"
I kicked him in his crotch and ran into the kitchen grabbing the nearest knife I found, I heard him groan and fall into the floor. Don't get up please don't get up don't make me hurt you..
I shook hard, my breathing unsteady and high pace....unfortunately he did get up. I back against the kitchen wall holding the knife out in front of me.
"Naughty little bitch, your not supposed to hit daddy," he grinned and walked closer."Now give daddy the knife so we can finish playing,"
I shook my head fast"Stab him! Do it! Lance kill him do it now! Kill him kill him kill him!!!!!! NOW!!!"
I screamed and drove the knife into his throat. Quickly backing away he fell to his knees gurgling blood. I watched as the pretty red gushed from his mouth then his body falling limp on his side.
"Good lance, look? Remember I told you we would make that color together,"
He was right. Together we made my favorite color...
Where do we go now Ghost?..
"Just walk try to find a place to hide,"I put a purple hoodie over my head and put on the rest of my clothes then walked outside in the pouring rain. Where I was going I had no idea. I just walked in the rain my body trembling and shivering from the cold. Then I heard a car slow down beside me, I turned around and saw a black, tinted windows, dodge charger. The passenger door opened and the same boy.. From math class was in the driver seat.
"Get in,"
Uh oh..
"Don't no no no!-"
I got in the car and my head started Throbbing. I winced.The boy looked over to me and I rubbed my hands together I was freezing. He started fiddling with the heat. "Hey lance, right? I'm Jermy nice to meet you ,"
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The Voice In My Head (bXb)
HorrorThis is a story about Lance, a young boy who grew up with an alcohol addicted father who made him help beat his mother. After the years, Lance was taken to a foster home once the abusive home was discovered, but sadly the aftermath is not over. Lanc...