Broken Hearts and New Beginnings... Book 1

CH 14 Painful truth

Danny POV

The taste of blood filled my mouth from the many blows to my face and the smell of sperm, blood and any other disgusting smell filled my nose as I was being raped by my father.

I was on my stomach over a table, my hands and feet in silver chains, making it impossible to move. They all took turns; ten different men all took turns raping me before they all finally were finished.

I was kept tied throughout the night, left there bleeding and exposed to whom ever decided they wanted a turn.

I was in so much pain and I felt like I was ripped in a thousand different ways. I wouldn't stop bleeding and it was coming out fast, there was a huge pool of blood under my feet. It looked like it was all the blood in my body, and I had no idea why.

I tried to scream for help, but no one came down. I have no idea what time it was by the time someone came down stairs, I was passed out and I woke up with a blow to my back and a dick in my ass, getting raped even though I was still bleeding, slowly now but still bleeding.

"Mmm we should make you bleed more often, you feel so much better all lubed up like this, so slick and sweet around my cock." Blake said in my ear, sending shivers of disgust down my spine and making me cry out even more. He enjoyed that and rammed himself even harder inside of me.

I woke up in a cold sweat and shaking. I sat up and looked around and felt my wrist and legs to make sure I wasn't chained, and I sighed. It was only a nightmare. All the memories that I didn't even know I had come flooding back like it just happened yesterday, every single thing that happened and who had done things to me are in my brain now and I feel sick. Tommy was still sleeping next to me, so I got out of bed and went into the bathroom and I threw up in the toilet, I felt so sick and disgusted. I got up and wiped my mouth and brushed my teeth and I went to turn the water on to take a shower.

I stripped and got into the warm shower and leaned against the cool wall and cried. That day is one of the worst days of my past, that day I ended up at the infirmary and found out I was pregnant, and I had lost my baby. I was three months along, I was fourteen when that happened. It happened a few times and I lost myself more and more after each one.

I felt like a failure because I didn't know I was pregnant, and I couldn't protect my babies. I haven't told anyone here about that. I know I will have to tell Tommy and I know he'll understand and be caring like he is but, it's hard to think about so I know it will kill me to talk about it.

I haven't talked about a lot that has happened, they don't know it all. It's to much. So much has happened in six years that I feel like if I sit down and write it all out, it'll be at least a thousand plus of pages.

I didn't notice Tommy had woken up until I felt the cool air from the door opening and the sound of his voice calling out to me from outside the bathtub.

"Are you alright Danny?" He asked me, voice filled with concern. I wiped my eyes even though I'm in the shower and took a deep breath.

"Yea, just had a bad dream is all. I'll be out soon."

"Ok." Is all he said and walked back out, shutting the door behind him. I finished my shower and got out. I dried off and wrapped the towel around my waist and walked into my bedroom and went to my walk-in closet. I got a pair of red skinny jeans and a white tank top and a red button up shirt, boxers and socks. I went back to the bathroom and got dressed. I left the button up unbuttoned. I fixed my hair and sprayed cologne on and walked back out into my bedroom and sat on my bed.

"You look amazing, you know that?" Tommy said looking me up and down biting his lip, he's being shy? That's a first.

"Thank you. We have plans remember, me and you going out, alone?"