Kidnapped By The Broken

CHAPTER 2

"Hey Josh, can you please take table 7?" I asked Josh. He smiled and winked at me saying that he'll take care of it.

Josh is my jobmate, he works in the club with me. He is 25 years old and goes to collage. He is a good guy and a genuine person.

First when i joined this job, i was so nervous. I was scarred of the night shifts and all the drunk men. Once i was literally pull by a nasty looking old man and he was all touchy touchy all over me. I nearly cried. That's when Josh came for my aid. He is my night in shinning armour at the club. He was literally helping me out of all the men who force me on them.

He always used to tell me that if anything happens just to call him and he would handle all the trouble. He is such a kind person. But he never knew my past or my personal problems. He asked me a couple of times but i said him that i couldn't talk about it. He respected it and never asked about it. I had more of a brotherly feeling towards him.

"Hannah, take table 5." My boss ordered.

There was a couple in table 5. I walked towards them with my note pad and pen.

"Hello sir, madam. What can i get u?" The women looked up at me with a kind smile. Both of them would probably be in there 40's.

"We would like to have 2 cups of bear and 4 shots of tequila." The women replied.

"Yes madam. Anything else?"

"No that's all" the man replied.

I moved from them to take the orders. It's already 8.59pm. I should be home at 8.30pm. But due to the club been crowded i had to stay late. I was worried about Sopia being alone in the house with dad. I had to go but the Boss wouldn't let me.

At 9.50pm Boss let me leave. I did not change from my uniform because i was running late. When i was walking towards the bus stand, unfortunately the bus was gone. I had only 2 options, one walk home or two wait for another hour for the next bus. I couldn't take option two because every minute i was late i was scarred that dad would do something to Sopia. So i started walking home. It wasn't that far just 16 blocks away.

It was so dark in the alley. Most of the shops were closed, only the street lights were light up. I was scarred of the empty road. So one thing i did was, i started jogging home. I didn't stop anywhere just kept on jogging till i saw my house.

On my way i got knocked off by a force and fell flat on the ground. I cursed and turned to look what that force was. It was a man running. He was wearing a black hoodie and that's all i saw. Quickly getting up i ran fast.  Just 3 more blocks and you will be home. I kept chanting to myself. When i was in highschool i use to be a good runner. I participated in athletics.  All that training and hard work helped me today.

As soon as i was home i heard screaming voice of Sopia. Running inside i started search her. Dad was in the lower part of the staircase and Sopia was running upstairs.

"You little bitch. Get down here and make me food. That fucking slut has gone to whore with someone and she is not still home." Dad yelled and started approaching Sopia.

I was panting hard, trying to breath from all that running. My eyes went wide when i saw that he was having a pan in his hand and was approaching Sopia.

"Sopia run to your room!" I screamed taking bags of air inside my lungs.

Hearing my voice dad immediately turned my way.

"You bitch!" He yelled and approached me.

When he came near me i stared my run towards the kitchen after confirming that Sopia was gone to her room. I ran behind the kitchen counter and turned the way dad was coming.

"Dad stop right there please. I 'll  make your food in 10 minutes and bring." i trying to get his attention.

But being the drunk ass father he started to beat me with the pan. It was so painful i let out a scream. He still wasn't satisfied he pushed me down and kicked my abdomen so hard. I let out my tears and held my screams. I didn't want Sopia to panic and come running towards me. It will only cause her to get beaten with me. So i held all my screams, bit my lips to prevent them from coming and clenched my eyes tight.

"Just like your mother. A piece of slut." He kicked me. "Who" kick "were" kick " you" kick "fucking" kick "tonight?  Huh? You just have to be like you mother." Then he stopped beating me. I couldn't open my eyes. I couldn't take a breath. It hurt so much. The pain, the torture, those words, everything was too much.

I couldn't take no more. Slowly i tried to open my eyes but darkness swallowed me and everything went blank.

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Hey readers.

I know it was too much. The world was cruel to Hannah.

Wait for my next update, which will be soon.

Love you all! ! 😘