Chapter 18

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A/N so my story just hit 800 reads and I'm so happy that people are reading this. I mean I know it's terrible but still haha. Maybe 10+ more votes for next chapter? I'm always open to suggestions

Alex's POV:

I peeled my eyes open an my heart drops as I realize what happened. Thomas. What happened to Thomas? I start panicking and try to sit up before I realize that my hands were tied to a bedpost. I let out a small whimper looking around, my eyes adjusting to the darkness. It's my old room... I same pale pink walls.. The ones my mum and I painted when I was three. I could still remember the laughter we shared. Even in the situation I was currently in I couldn't keep the smile from forming on my face.

The smile quickly disappeared when the door opened revealing the face I never wanted to see in my life again.

"Good you're awake" he says smirking

I look down to realize that I was almost completely uncovered and I look back at him hatred burning in my eyes "I'm not afraid of you anymore" I state

He smirks chuckling "you sure about that?" He asks revealing the belt he had behind his back.

My eyes widen a little as I try to move away as he laughs "I knew you were scared you little bitch" he sneers

I whimper praying that someone, anyone would come and help me. I was ripped away from my thoughts as I searing pain burned on my thigh. I cry out in pain tears pooling in my eyes.

"what do you say?' he asks me laughing

I knew the response but I refused to answer. He used to make me reply 'thank you sir' but I wouldn't give into him. Not anymore.

"What do you say?" He yells hitting me again harder.

I scream as a deep red line appears over my thigh. As I looked down, small beads of blood began to leak out of the mark. It soon trails down my leg as my dad hits me several more times.

Before he could hit me any more than he had. There was a heavy pounding on the door. I raise my head weakly, the tears streaming down my cheeks, my wrists and ankles bloody from struggling against the ropes. There standing in the doorway was a very pissed off looking Thomas.

I manage to whimper his name before my eyes close. I was dizzy, I couldn't think, all I could see was the darkness

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