Adopted by Garret Watts [FINISHED]

5- Hell

TW- Mentions of self harm and rape!

I woke up in a familiar King sized bed, with white sheets. I looked over and found Draven, my first foster dad, and the worst man I ever knew. 'Fuck I knew it was a dream...'

I had always had dreams of having different foster parents and even running away or my favorite, killing myself. It was only my dreams that I ever got to escape this living hell.

I got out and went to shower. I locked the bathroom door so he couldn't come in since he has a habit of doing that and stopping me of forgetting what he did. I turned on the water and undress and got in. I scrubbed myself so hard that it opened old scars. This always seemed to happen whenever I took showers to forget. I cried, I couldn't take this anymore; I couldn't take anymore rape it was terrible and no one ever believed me saying I was delusional. I just want it all to end, I didn't care how, but I decided that I would have to end my suffering.

I stood up and grabbed my razor. I started cutting where my vain was, but not where I tried last time, until blood was dripping off my wrist at a steady pace. My arm was shaking but I was happy with my work. I turned off the water and got out. I grabbed a towel and wrapped myself up. I slowly unlocked the door and looked out. I didn't see Draven so I ran to my own room. Not the one he made for me that had no lock on it and nothing that I enjoyed, the one I claimed as my safe haven.

I got it and locked all the locks. I went and rummaged through my clothes. I found a long sleeved black shirt and matching pants. I put them on and took out the hammer I hid weeks ago when he left me only for the first and last time. The room was on the edge of the house. I tried to figure out my escape route, that always tried to plan in my head.

Draven started pounding on the door and it felt like my whole world was shaking. He kept saying my name over and over I looked at my wrist and my vision started to blur I prayed that he wouldn't get in like last time. I hoped that in choosing this room that it would keep him out. I smiled finally all the rape would be over.

"(Y/n)... (Y/n)!!! (Y/N)!!!" Was the first thing I heard in Garrett's somewhat calming voice with helped me only for a minute.