Abused

Chapter 11

"P-please, let me g-go." I begged, fear in my eyes. Nate only smirked as he stood back, admiring what he'd done. He then punched me in the stomach, the air knocked out of me as I groaned in pain. He punched me again, this time in the mouth. Blood poured out of the corner. Nate wrapped his fingers around my lower jaw and forcefully tilted me up.

"It's fun seeing you so weak, Anna, did you know that?" he asked, throwing me back to the ground. As soon as I fell, my back stung. "For the last two weeks as I made this when you were at school, I thought to myself, 'Try to escape from me one last time, Anna, I promise you, you will never see your family again '."

"You're sick! Absolutely sick!!"

In response, he got down and started crawling towards me. My eyes widened with fear, my legs kicking furiously. Gripping them tightly, he took a long piece of rope from his back pocket and bonded them together.

"You are mine, always remember that.." He said, leaning towards me, his hot breath against my neck. I whimpered as he started kissing me. Tears ran down my side cheeks as I sobbed silently, whimpering and yelping in pain.

After an hour or so of torturing me, he got up, leaving me alone in the dark.

The next day, I was still chained, unable to move. "This is a bad dream, this is a bad dream..." I muttered as Nate stepped in, closing the door and walked over to me, lifting my chin. With tear-stained eyes, I looked away. I wanted to ask him if I was able to go to school, but I didn't. Smiling to himself, Nate started to get down at my side, leaning against me.

"Look at me."

I refused. He dug his nails in my arm wounds in response, causing me to flinch. I backed away from him, terrified of what he might do. My legs were starting to hurt, the chains were rattling against each other, along with my eyes red due to all the crying. I wanted to go home....The thought of seeing Brandon in shock due to my cuts flashed in my mind as I hung my head. As if reading my mind, Nate harshly said, "No, you will not be going to school like this...". I let out a small sigh of relief, but quickly lost it as he struck me across the face, grinning, "Psych, you are going. And if anyone asks you what happened, don't answer. I forbid you to tell them the truth, and if you're sent to the principal's office, you are so dead by the time we get home. Do I make myself clear?" I nodded as he kissed me on the cheek then stood up, unlocking the cuffs.

Nicole and Derek weren't there during lunch, so it was just me and Brandon. We talked about video games and books before he brought up the subject. It went something like this:

Brandon: What happened to you?

Me: N-nothing...

Brandon: What do you mean 'nothing'? It's obvious that something had happened.

Me: scratches arm

B: notices and grabs my wrist, rolling my sleeve up Have you been cutting yourself? Who did this?

Me: I can't tell....

B: Angie, please?

Me: NO!! I-I mean, no, please don't ask me....gets up and leaves

Right after lunch, I was called into the office. I started to panic, fidgeting with my ring. This can't be happening...this just can't...I am so dead with Nate.....my mind was over-thinking as I pulled on the door handle. Brandon walked towards me, grabbed my left arm and lead me to a door where a man in a salmon polo shirt and khaki pants was sitting down at his desk. "Angie, this is the counsellor, Martin O'Neill." Martin looked up at us. "Come in, come in." He waved us over, nodding towards two chairs. After we sat down, Brandon began explaining what happened between us. I kicked myself, ashamed. "Show him your arm," Brandon said, concerned. A tingling sensation ran through my body, giving me the chills. I said nothing as I hung my head. "Sweetie, this is important. You need to talk, please." Martin asked me. Taking out a piece of paper from my notebook, I wrote down I can't and gave it to him. "Why not?"

Brandon asked as he placed his hand on mine, squeezing it.

I just can't, okay?! I frowned at him. "Leave me alone, please." I said, standing up and walked out of the room, leaving Brandon and Martin in shock.