chapter 9

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Janelle pov -

I was emotionally drained the morning after he beat and sexually assaulted me again. As I limped to the bathroom, I could barely stand let alone open the bathroom door.

Sitting on the toilet, thinking hard on am I ever gonna get out of here ? Should I give up and take it. Until I am murdered, have my face on the news saying this poor girl and what happened to her. Or would anyone find me ? Am I doomed to be one of those unsolved cases that I watched on TV. I wish I never watched those shows now because I'm in situation probably similar. And now I don't know what to do.

As I relieved myself, it hurt like hell. I shook in pain as I slowly peed. I wanted to scream but I didn't want him to come in to say or do anything.

I then wiped myself, tried to get up but it seemed my legs wouldn't let me. So I took hold of the sink counter to get up but almost busted my chin in the process, slid down on the bathroom floor.

And that fucking hurt so I couldn't help but scream out in pain. It made my voice carry, he was there within seconds opening the door yelling.

" What the fuck are you screaming for ?! You know it's  your own fault ! Everything's your fault ! "

" How is it my fault when you were the one that brought me here ! Like I told you before I don't even know you ! " I cried feeling so helpless sitting on the bathroom floor as he stood over me.

" Well it is, You're the one who chose to talk to me. You're the one who chose to go outside with me. It shows how easy you are. You should've been smarter than that," he laughed.

As he laughed I wondered is he criminally insane. Did he do this all the time ? Get girls comfortably enough only to drug them cause that's the only way it could've happened. And it felt like a syringe pierced my skin at the time.

Then he stopped laughing only to pull me up off the floor, sitting me on the bathtub's edge. And reached over to turn on the water to fill it.

" Get in " he said in monotone which was more intimidating.

So I got in, sat in the still running bath. Then rubbed my eyes then the water sudden became scalding. Which made me jump up but I was pushed back down.

" It's fucking hot !!! Can't you turn some cold to even it out ! "

Shit ! My damn mouth again. I thought to myself.

" No " was his answer as he pushed me forward, got in behind me.

Then he began to scrub my back with the hot ass water. I really wanted to scream out but I held it in as I bit my lip.

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Later on, toweled off, clothed. I sat on the couch very uncomfortable. I was in so much pain that if I wanted to lie down. It would hurt even worse because I've tried, it wasn't fun.

As I sat there with my head resting on the back of the couch. I wonder if I should kill myself. And not give him satisfaction to do it himself. Then I brung it back because I never had an suicidal thought in my life. I just wanted to go home.

And before I knew it, the tears began to fall. I thought on everything I've been through, nothing came close to this.

But there was one that came close when I remembered. As I just was gonna run it through my mind. He came over, told me.

" Let's eat " and turned around went to sit at the table.
























Sorry for how this update looks 😣

Thanks for reading tho ❤

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