Tattoo 2 (A Neighbourhood fanfic)

Chapter 8: Daddy Issues.

Songs for this chapter:

•Safe and Sound~ Taylor Swift.

Zoe's POV:

I blink, my eyes squinting at the brightness coming from a light up above. I feel a tight grip on my wrist and it's when I feel the drowsy in my body. I feel sluggish and queasy.

I try looking beyond the darkness and see a body leaning down against a door.

"Zoella."

I feel my body go rigid. That voice sending chills down my body. I try tugging from the rope biting my skin but it only iterates my skin while burning it.

I give up feeling my body grow tired easily.

"Byran. Please. Let me go," I whisper feeling tears well in my eyes. I try not to stare at his cold eyes, as I look around seeing any kind of clue where I was.

Nothing.

I mean literally there was nothing but darkness.

I groan as I feel an ache on the pit of my stomche.

I look back at him as he starts walking to me. I try shrinking in the cold metal seat but instead all I do is twist my arm in a painful way.

"You thought you could just leave me?" he spoke quietly now standing in front of me. I didn't meet his eyes as he harshly grabbed my chin making me meet his cold gaze. His grip got tighter as I tried pulling away.

"You thought I wouldn't fine you?" he yelled making a sob escape my lips. I felt a blow on my left cheek making my whole face turn.

He just slapped me!

I felt pure terror as I spit blood on the dirty floor next to me. My breaths came out jaggerd as sobs escaped my mouth.

It was happening again. The pain and blows I would get when ever Bryan would come home drunk out of his mind. Blaming me for his best friends death. How it should be me in that damn casket instead of him. Only this time the horrible stench of alcohol wasn't on his breath.

He was sober as he could be, despite the sunken hollow bags under his eyes.

Next thing I know I receive another slap, the pain too much to bare until I fall into a sleepless slumber...

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"What the hell did you do?" Someone yelled making me flinch in my sleep.

"You were suppose to ask her if she knew him, not beat her to a plumb!"

I heard a loud sound come from the right side of me and then it grew quiet.

I tried oping one eyes, but it grew difficult wincing in the progress. I heard footsteps walk towards me, stoping after a few steps.

"Guess, the princess woke up," the same voice murmured.

I finally open my eyes, almost squinting. I felt my whole tremble looking at the body in front of me.

He was a guy, maybe in his mid-thirties. He had grey eyes with dark brown hair. He had a scar right through his left eye, making that eye seem cloudy. I tried to not stare.

"Why am I here?" I whispered afraid of his answer. I hear the guy laugh and looks over his shoulder. Bryan stood there with a swollen eye, his face grim. "I guess you must've forgotten about me," he laughed. I cringe from the sound.

"I guess time does pass fast. Remember a few months ago. When some of my boys went to take a vistit," he spoke and I felt my eyes widen.

I looked around and I felt my body start to shake. They found me. The people who almost raped me found me! I feel my hear pound going thudthudthudthudthud. My hand started sweating and I tried not to stare at Bryan in a pleading way. "Please help me," I mouthed but he looked away his face hard. I felt my chest tighten as the man started touching my thigh. I couldn't help the scream that escaped my mouth.

"Help! Somebody please help me!"

I received a punch to my stomach making me gasp for air. I tried opening my mouth to suck in air but instantly I was smacked in the face.

"Now that we are quiet I want you to make a call for me. Tell you little daddy helpers to know that you are here," he growled but my eye scrunched up.

"Dad?" I choked.

"Oh! Don't play stupid with me! You know exactly what I'm are talking about!" He yelled me making me jump in my skin.

I shake my head fast, earning him to grab my chin forcefully. "I don't know what you are talking about. My dad is Christian Brookane," I squeaked trying to shake from his grip. He scoffed pushing my face away. He looked towards Bryan and Bryan nodded his head.

He turned back at me starting to laugh. He was actually laughing, as he was gripping his stomch. He finally finished swiping a year away, all while I looked at him afraid of his next move.

He finally walked up to me bending down to my eye level.

"Sweet, sweet Zoella," he said making me tightening my small hands into fist. "Your father is Xavier Dustan. By the looks of it your were adopted by a alcoholic, taken in by an adopted sister. And beaten by your adopted step-mother," he spat.

And as soon as those words were spilled in front of me I felt my whole world crumbling to tips of my toes.

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{Authors Note:

Oh-my-g-o-s-h!!! So whoever guessed this or was suspecting this congrats you smart pants! I guess it was about time we started getting into the juicy parts, (oh gawd that sounded pervert /.\ lol) lol so Bryan finally appeared. Gosh it's creepy how I made him appeared, that god in real life he is a sweet heart :) Guys if you like this chapter please vote/comment/and fan, I'll appreciate it so much ♡♥︎ see y'all next chappy :)

~mysterybox_C