Saved (Chandler RiggsXReader )

Broken

YOUR POV

My blood shot eyes stared at my reflection in my bathroom mirror. My hair was a mess, my cheeks stained with dry tears. My throat slightly burning from crying my heart out, my body was bruised and bleeding. Holding in my hand, a blade I have forgotten but found once again. The water for the shower was running, blocking out the uncomfortable moaning sounds coming from my fathers room. I sliced my stomach, wrist, thighs, while mumbling hateful words to myself. It's been 4 weeks since I returned home and everyday, my father made it hell. His 'friends, come over and sexually harassed me and would try to get me to take off my cloths in front of them. I felt dirty and I couldn't even slept in my own bed for one of my fathers friends were asleep in there. I was lucky to have woken up before anything could have happened. I was sleeping in my room when one of dads perv's came in and laid down and started rubbing his hand up my thigh, like I said, I was lucky enough to wake up before anything happened, but now I'm in the bathroom. I felt so tired and my body felt weak, from the beatings I've been getting. That's all it's been for 4 weeks, sexual harassment, beatings and midnight suicide wishes. I've been sleeping on the bathroom floor or outside but I always wake up earlier then normal, and most of the time I would just make father and his friends something to eat. And after that it's the same thing, dad would hit me and his friends would laugh and watch. The women he slept with would start laughing as well then would start touching my dad or on of his friends. I wanted this to end, I wanted it all to end. My phone was take away so I calling Chandler was a big no no for safety reasons and loss of a phone.

I watched as the blood slid down my skin and after awhile got in the shower. The hot water stinging at my skin but soon faded. I took a long hot shower, then finally got out an hour or two later. Once dried and dressed, I cleaned up whatever evidence I had on the action I did before then walked out only to bump into one of dads friends. The man laughs and looks at me with a smug grin.

"What are you doing up?" He asked.

"I-I'm just about head to bed, p-please excuse me." I said trying ti squeeze pass him, but only to be stopped by him grabbing my arm and pinning me to the wall.

"Did anyone ever tell you, you had an amazing body?" He asked, while looking me up and down.

I shake my head, answering his question with a no. He smiles.

"Well you have an amazing body, y/n and I'm curious of that amazing body can wonderfully do." He said moving his body closer to me.

My eyes widen a bit and I try to make a run for it, only to be picked up and placed up against the wall. The tall skinny male starts to kiss on my neck and I start to struggle, trying to loosen his grip but he tightens it. I start to cry and little whimpers sounds start to escape my mouth. The male covers my mouth and very harshly bites my neck. I gasped really loudly and with any strength I had left. I push him off of me and stumbles back falls on the floor. I quickly head back into the bathroom and locked the door. I sit on the floor and wait for the older male to get up and walked away. As I sat on the floor, I saw a phone and thought it was one of my fathers friends. I picked it up and gasped with joy, it was my phone. I quickly turn it on and as soon as I do, my phone blows up with calls, texted, emails and whole bunch of others stuff. I looked at the text that Chandler sent me and sat still and stared into the phone. I didn't know how or what to feel,

"What happened?" I whispered to the text in front of me.

Chandler: I don't give a fuck about you .

Chandler: don't fucking call or text me again, y/n.

I quickly go to Chandler's messages and slide down to the last time I talked to him. It was horrible.