Save By the Bell~Part 2

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Alex POV

It's Saturday morning and I'm drained from crying my eyes out from last night events. Margret left this morning to go to work and once again it's just me and Joe. I wonder what "fun" games he will have for me today.

"Morning blue dyke." Joe said to me while walking to the fridge. That's the nickname he gave me because I have streaks of blue in my hair . "Morning shit dip." I replied back, not in the mood for his shit this morning. "Smart ass remarks like this, I'll say you'll like for me to punish you." Joe said with this twisted ass look he always had when he is thinking of the ways to torture me. "You sick man, touching me every damn night. The fuck, that's what you have a wife for. I'm fucking 17 for crying out loud you sick bastard." I say to him on the verge of tears not because I'm scared but because I'm tired of this shit. " Bitch shut the fuck up, you lucky I don't fuck you in your pussy vag , you ungrateful dyke. I put a roof over your head, I let you keep your precious flower, bud maybe I should take that away from you." Joe said with this look in his eye, stepping close to me, I backed up shaking my head letting the tears pour from my face. I stopped once I realized I was in the corner. He snatched me up by my boxers and said "The cat must of caught your tongue." He licked the drape of my neck and I shuttered in pure disgust with hatred fuming off of me. He then resume to throw me across the kitchen floor. Lord the sharp pain from being thrown caused me to scream. He kicked me over and over until I was on the brink of passing out. He then threw me over his shoulder and carried me upstairs. I knew it was far from over when I pushed him to far today. Joe said to me " Yea you about to know how it feels to have a man inside of you." At that point I knew it was over. He grabbed my breast and then proceeds to pull off my shorts and boxers.Then all of a sudden the doorbell rung. He must of not heard it because he kept taking off my clothes. Then the bell rung again and he stopped. " Breathe a fucking word of this and later on tonight I'm coming back to finish you off." He said. I sighed in relief and hoped it was Margret, he went downstairs to answer it , I had to get out of here I just had to.

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