Trouble(Draco Malfoy love story)

chapter 2

I woke up with pain all through my body.

I saw blood on the floor.

I dont get why she dosent like me. Why does she always hit me when Voldermort is not here.

Oh if he only knew...

   He has told me that he saved me from my parents who wanted to kill me and in order for him to save me he had to kill my horrible parents. After that He then took me in.

I hate my parents now. Why would they want to kill me? Wasn't I their sweet loving daughter?

   I got up and went to the bucket full of water and I washed my face. He doesn't like it when I dont wash my face and I dont wanna make him angry. He scares me. A lot.

I wonder what its like to go outside and see the sun and fresh air instead of this dusty polluted air.

I sat back down and looked at my untouched food when suddenly I heard yelling and crashing above.

I backed up to the wall scared. Maybe he found out I didnt eat my food and we will come to hit me too.

My eyes became blurry.

The door burst open and I heard lots of footsteps.

"I'm sorry please dont hurt me" I blurted out crying and backing up to wall as best as I can.

"Skylar? Is that you" an unfamiliar voice said.

"Y-yes"

An old man with a long beard came forward.

" Dont hurt me" I whispered tearing falling rapidly.

The man glanced at a women who appeared to be behind him. She was wearing a long witch looking hat.

"Dumbledore hurry up!" A voice yelled from upstairs.

" On it Hagrid!"The women said.

"Here come with us. we are here to resuce you. Dont be scared." The man said holding out his hand.

I hesitated but I finally took his hand. He quickly pulled me up and carried me outside.

I heard more yelling.

He got out a pick of wood, a stick at pointed it at me.

My eyes widened.

He quickly muttered something and the next thing I knew I fell into a deep deep unforgettable  sleep

A FEW YEARS LATER

My alram clock rang Loudly yet softly making any person in the room hear it.

I groaned and turned off my alarm clock.

I swang my legs to the side of the bed and went into my connected bathroom.

I did my morning routine and changed and then went down to get breakfast.

As I was walking down the stairs I silently prayed he wasn't be awake.

As I reached the bottom of the stairs being my clumsy self I slipped and feel making a small desk with a lamp near fall and break.

I looked at the couch were Jake my "stepdad" woke up and looked me his face filled with anger.

I gulped.

" What do you think your doing." He yelled as I got up.

" Im so sorry I just-"

" You woke me up from my sleep you little bitch. How dare you!" He yelled coming closer.

Tears began forming in my eyes as i knew what will come next.

When he was about 1 foot away he pushed my hard against the wall then slapped me right across the face. Hard.

He then grabbed my hair and threw me at the coffee table and it immediately broke sending pieces of glass into my skin.

I flinched as I felt blood tripping from my arm and legs since all I was wearing was a long t-shirt and some shorts.

He pulled away from the table and started to kick me in my sromach and back. All I felt was the pain flooding through my body.

He sent me two more good punches before leaving me alone.

" Do that again and you'll be getting more of that.... Oh wait you do" He laughed.

I stood up and whipped the blood from my mouth.

" Fuck you" I said with so much rage. he immediately stopped laughing and looked at me. Anger showed in his eyes.

" Oh so you want to play like that?" he asked beging to unbuckle his belt.

I started wide eyed and immediately regretted what I said.

He pushed me up against the wall and started to kiss my neck. I struggled to break free but he held me tighter.

He moved from my neck to my ear and then to my face and to my lips.

Tears spilled from my eyes like waterfalls.

He held both of my skinny arms above my head with left hand and the other found its way up my shirt.

I screamed.
"SHUT THE HELL UP YOU SLUT!" He yelled into my neck

I squirmed and tried to break free but I couldnt.

I tried to scream but he hit me again. And again.
His hands later found their way down my underwear. I knew I couldnt stop him so I just cried.

I was helpless.

I was weak.

his lips later started to go down my face, down my neck, down my chest when someone hit him on the head. He immediately fell down to the floor unconscious.

I looked up to see my savior.