Amy's POV
Flashback 1year and and four months earlier.
"Your the reason my brothers dead, I told you, you stupid brat not to tell anyone but you just had to go and tell my brother what I did. So what if I got your sister pregnant I would've just beat her till that thing was dead." He says as he beats me again with the baseball bat. "Your gonna get punished!" He shouts repeatedly in my ear, as he beats me relentlessly while I wail out in pain pleading for him to stop, but I know he won't he never does. "Your a treasure amy that's why I haven't had my way with you like your sister. She's useless and pathetic, but your smart you know when to shut up."he says so dangerously quiet. "Don't you amy. " his hot disgusting breath on my ear as he leans in whispering to me, "you remember how she would moan when I have my way with her or how I'd make you watch as your sister is being raped. OR. WOULD YOU LIKE A REMINDER. where would she be now coming from her first day off work. How about tonight I remind you of what I can do. "
I rapidly and fearfully shake my head.
"No please beat me go on. Just please leave Amanda alone. I won't even tell her what you did. Just.. Just leave her. Please. "I beg. He laughs and pulls my hair roughly causing me to shrieks. Thenhe puts me on a chair and ties me up and when he's done he walks towards the kitchen and I see him come back with an ice pick." Knowing what he could do I squirm in my seat trying to free myself. Until I feel it. The ice pick punters my skin. But what's worse he does it repeatedly on my stomach, on my arms, On my legs. But I don't see blood rushing out how it's supposed to I only feel the pain my insides bleeding. I feel like I been run over.
I stay silent in my seat, biting my lip to stop the scream that wants to escape my lips. I've started university and he wouldn't allow me to leave the state like Amanda or live in a dorm. I tried but he came through doors of my college and beat me mercilessly in front of everyone. I had just turned eighteen then I was in my second year of college and after almost ten years of relentless beating I've learnt to not cry, to not scream. I remember when I was eight after my parents funeral. We had just reached home and my tears where streaming down my face and Amanda was silently sobbing in the corner he told me to stop but I didn't listen. He shouted 'stop crying you worthless pieces of garbage' but that only made us cry more. What came is something I never expected. Something I never wished to see. He dragged my sister by her hair leading to his bedroom. I stood frozen in my spot, I didn't know what to do until he came back down and yanked my hair dragging me up the stairs to his room to meet a crying amanda. Tears streaming down her face, her wrists tied up to the bed posts on top and her feet tied up to the bottom, her head hung low as if she was just physically tired but what was worse she was naked her legs spread out while she cried so much the tears couldn't come out anymore. She slowly raised her head and mouthed 'its okay'. Then my worthless uncle took and tied me up to chair right to the left of amanda. He then stripped of his clothes and hovered over her and he raped her in front of me. She cried and pleaded for him to stop while I remained helpless. When he was done with her he walk over to me.
He took his belt from his pants that we're on the ground and beat me everywhere in my body.
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In total he beat me thirty -seven times. I counted every one. His last on was on my face that split my lip and burst my eyelid.
That was the first time he beat me so bad. That was when I met James. I saw him in the hospital. He wasn't in any better condition than me but when he saw me in the children's Ward he climbed and handed me some candy and told me, "God put us to find each other now we're gonna protect each other. We will fight the demons together. I promise". Then he smile with his bloody lips but winced when it hurt him. We hugged each other and cried that night we told each other everything. From then on I knew the torture wouldn't stop even when I was blind in one eye for three weeks he would still beat me, but now I knew someone else to help me fight those battles.
Literally breaking me out of those thoughts I hear a cracking sound and notice its from my rib cage. I shut my eyes tightly so that I don't scream my lungs out.
After a few more hits he untied me and left. I mustered enough strength to crawl to my room and get my phone and call James.
"Hey juju. "He answers cheerfully. Oh my James he's been through so much in life and yet he manages to make me smile everyday.
"Ja.. Mes help..... Me... ...he...beat me.. Hospital." and then I fall into darkness the last thing I heard was Jonah's frantic calls for me on the other side.
I wake up to a very pissed of James pacing back and forth in a strange whit room. But then it comes back to me the constant chattering outside, the smell of hand sanitizer, the sounds of stretchers being rolled across the floors. I am in the hospital. The place where I spend more time than anywhere else in the world.
I slowly allow my eyes to flutter open, allowing it to adjust to the light. When James sees my eyes open his angry cold eyes turn to concern and love.
"Oh juju, I love you so much. I thought I lost you. You havent woken in a week." My eyes widen at this. A week.
"I cant see you like this after what happen to my mother i cant lose another woman i care about. I've saved enough money for you and Amanda to get out of here. You won't see me again unless it's totally necessary but I love you honey and although this may destroy our relationship it'll be better than having to see you like this."
After pleading with me he finally convinced me to go. He went to my house saying he wasn't letting that man come near me. I begged him to come with us but he said he had to make sure my uncle never tried a way to find me.
That was the last time I saw him with a loving kiss and a goodbye that was the last I saw him.
We came to terms that it was better that we weren't boyfriend and girlfriend anymore.
End of flashback
"Amy I think he's working with someone and I think it's time to run away again. "
"No. No more running, I will finish college pursue singing. When I'm done I can worry. I am not gonna let him destroy our dress anymore than he already has. "
"OK juju. Whatever you decide I'll be there remember we are in this together. " James says.
'Together' that's right I have people who care about me surrounding me. Together. I can do this.
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pride beyond repair
Подростковая литератураAmy Cortez has a dark sad past with her dead parents and abusive and heartless uncle. Jonah Phillips is a pretty rich guy and popular with his title of quarterback. His mom died and since then his father has gotten cold Amy's strong and brave. S...
