Kidnapped (COMPLETED)

Prologue

Rose p.o.v.

"PLEASE STOP DAD!" I scream crying as he kept beating me not holding anything back. What have I ever done to deserve this.

*SMACK*

He keeps hitting me over and over again not showing me any mercy. My body is covered in bruises and cuts from all the beatings I have gotten already and he keeps adding more. I was only 12 when my father took me away from my family. His new girlfriend Mary and his friend Fred also abuse me and my father lets them. They always tell me that bad things happen in their lives and it was my fault because I was alive and cursed them.

Fred only comes in when I'm really bad though. But I never know what made them think I was being bad. I barely ever speak so that can't be the reason. Learning a long time ago that talking will only get me into more trouble so I take the beatings in silence. I just think they like seeing me in pain.

Laying on the ground holding my now broken ribs that my father caused to happen. I refuse to look up at my father, which pisses him off even more. He grabs my hair and spits in my face as tears fall from my eyes. He says it is disrespectful not to look at someone when they are talking.

"You are the reason my wife left me. It's your fucking fault she doesn't love me. We should have aborted you when we had the chance. Your a worthless stupid whore that nobody loves. You don't deserve to live you slut. Just wait until Fred gets here bitch." He smacks me again as I fall back onto the ground with a hard thud holding in the scream from the pain. I lift my head and  turn looking at the door to see Fred standing there watching. He has an evil smirk on his face with his arms crossed over his chest. My face goes pale as my father leaves the room closing the door behind him. This is not going to end very well.

"Please! I'll do anything! D...Don't hurt me!" I sob looking at Fred as he walks over to me with his fist clenched and a smile creeping onto his face.

Wearing only a tank top, bra and panties he comes over to me punching me with his fist into the side of my head. The force makes me fall onto the wet cement floor and spit up blood onto the floor. My body doesn't process what just happened because of how hard he hit me just now. When he hits me he never holds back and my body never knows how to react. After all he did escape prison so he is really strong.

After about an hour of him beating me he decides to have some fun sexually. Putting me on my stomach I shake with fear and start crying uncontrollably. I knew I was going to be raped once again. Fred says that is how he leaves his mark, which is by raping women. He claimed me for the first time when I was 12. A month after my dad took me from my family and shoved me into this filthy basement.

"Don't cry little slut. It will only hurt a lot." He whispers in my ear as he pulls my panties away and the fear grows even more as his hot breathe touches my ear.

Screaming I struggle as he slides inside of me putting all his weight on me so I would stop moving so much. He wasn't small either when it came to his male part. Each thrust inside of my broken and sore body, the pain in my stomach gets worse. The inside of my body is burning and there isn't anything I can do. He is to strong for me to fight back. Every time I fight I always get punished worse.

I try to fight him but he punches me in my stomach over and over again causing me to scream in pain. I could tell the bruising was forming and my ribs are broken even more now. I kept trying to fight but it was pointless now.

He doesn't ease up or show mercy on my weak fragile body as he thrusts inside of me even more. Fred loves to hear me scream in pain with each of his thrust, he told me it turned him on even more when he hears women screaming and begging for mercy. After he gets done he leaves the room leaving me on the floor sobbing and half naked in a pool of my own blood.