Klance fluff//angst//smut

Bruises

hey look it's my horrible art! (drew that a while ago)

⚠️⚠️CHILD ABUSE IN THIS BTW😁
and like... maybe rape idk i haven't thought it all through yet...
(It mentions rape but it doesn't go into detail about it)⚠️⚠️
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i was sitting in a corner on my bed. i use to be able to see the outside world you know... i use to have a lot of friends... but after i moved in with my.... adoptive father i was locked in the basement... only takin out to be cleaned up for the adoption lady- she really didn't trust.. my father.

today she coming again, and my dad dragged me out of the basement, before throwing me into the bathroom. "get cleaned up. you have 2 hours to get in tip top shape or you get a worse beating." he slammed the door shut and walked away.

quickly i took off my clothes and got in the shower, washing out all my cuts, and turning the water cold. i did this every time, the worth feels good at first, but to end it off i turn it cold.

i turned off the water and stepped out, grabbing the clothes my dad laid out for me i threw them on, before quickly checking all the draws, finding my adoptive mothers makeup.

you see she passed away not to long after they adopted me, and that's the reason for all the beatings, there's another reason and i know there is... he just... never liked me. i don't know why.

i shook my head and stood up i can NOT waist time thinking, i have to hurry up. quickly i put on the makeup, all over my face. i looked at the timer my dad had set up, i still had 30 minutes left.

i'm forgetting something... shoes! right my shoes.... he... he didn't put them in here!? quickly i rushes out of the bathroom and into the living room, running straight back. i knew that if he saw me before time was up he'd be mad... 10 minutes...

i threw my shoes on, tying them quickly. i sat there thinking for a bit until i heard "beep beep beep" quickly i turned the timer off and opened the door.

My dad looked me up and down before nodding, "go sit on the couch, if she gets here before i come down let her in." i nodded and walked down the stairs. i'm not suppose to run in the house, or i'll get in trouble.

before i even got to the couch i heard knocking on the door. i walked over and opened it, putting on a fake smile "hi Mrs. McClain..." she studied me, eyes landing on my neck. oh no... i forgot to do my neck.

i shot my hand up to my neck, and then put it to my mouth, "shhh..." she looked at me like i was insane but nodded anyways, "come on in." she stepped inside, going over to the couch. "father should be down soon..." i looked at her, wondering what she was thinking, and noticed her write something down.

i looked over at the stairs and saw my fathers door still shut, i quickly sat down and whispered, "he abuses me... i stay locked up in the basement... and i'm there 24/7..." before i heard my father walking, "shhhh..." i looked back at him and smiled. i never got to talk to Rosa alone- my father was always there.

"ah Mrs. McClain. how are you?" i looked over at her to see her smiling.

"i'm doing good. How are you?" i looked back at my father, there was a wicked glint in his eyes... my smile dropped and i grew tense.

"i'm doing very well thank you for asking."

"well.. i'm going to take a look around the place real quick, you may come if you want Mr. Cent." she grabbed my hand and brought me with her, first going into 'My room' "huh... strange? hasn't changed a bit from any of the last times i've been here.." she dropped my hand and walked over to the bed, "i don't even think keith can fit on this bed?" she looked up at my father, he looked very tense.