Chapter 8: Memories Part 1

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A/n: If you get triggered easily by abuse and stuff like that. I'm sorry. You might want to skip all of the chapters called memories. They may be not the best thing for you to read. They are just flashbacks into the worst times into the characters' life. They tell you how they get their scars. After all the memories are posted I'll do a post where it just says where the scars are from. I will not go into detail on that post. Thanks.

You were sitting on the stage staring out into the crowd of men who were waiting to buy you. One man, in particular, caught your eye. He saw you looking at him and gave you a sinister smile. His smile sent shivers down your spine as you quickly avert your gaze. The bidding started as you zone out again. You already knew how it worked. This was your third auction. You were lost in thought until a gruff hand grabbed you causing you to lose your train of thought. You yelp in pain as the man grabbed your shoulder. The same shoulder that had taken the blow when you were thrown against the wall a few nights ago when you were caught yet again. You were pulled to your feet and pushed outside into a sleek, shiny, black car. You waited for your new "owner" to take you to his house.

After a few minutes of waiting, the door to the car opened. You look at the man who had just bought you. You gulped as you stare into the face of the guy who had the sinister smile. Your heart drops as you start to think of what he would do to you. He can't be worse than the last two, right? Wrong.

When you finally pull into the long, circular, driveway you were exhausted. You were fighting sleep as you were taken out of the car. The man took your hand and lead you to the front door. He took you to a room, a study maybe. He left you there and locked the door. You sit down on the couch and try to stay awake. You didn't want a re-run of last time. You back still hurt. As you sit there trying to think of things to keep you awake, you notice some books on the bookcase you recognize. You yawn and realize how tired your body is. You hadn't been allowed the "luxury" of sleep for the past two days. You feel the dreaded sleep take you over. You just have to pray that he won't do anything to you while you're asleep.

~Time skip to morning~

You wake up to someone rummaging through the desk. You open your eyes and look at your new "owner" as he digs through papers. He notices that your awake and walks over to you. You try to sit up only for him to pin you to the couch. He pulls something out of his pocket. A knife. Your heart starts to race as you think of what he might use it for. You didn't have to wonder long though. He smiles a sweet innocent smile at you as he uses the knife to cut off your shirt. You squirm, desperately trying to get out of his grip. Unfortunately, all you've accomplished was turning him on even more. You watch helplessly as he puts the tip of the knife on your skin an inch below the middle of your bra. He pushed it into your skin until blood is drawn.

You scream as the first wave of pain hits you. He now has a crazed look in his eyes as he starts to drag the knife down your torso. He makes a cut a few inches long, maybe 3 inches. He then puts the knife back to the top and puts more pressure making the cut deeper. You cry out as the pain becomes unbearable. He laughs at your discomfort and puts more pressure. You feel yourself start to lose consciousness from the pain and blood loss. You start to fade in and out of consciousness as he puts the knife down and starts to lick up your blood. Before you slip into unconsciousness for the last time, you feel him start to remover your clothing. You know what he's about to do and you don't want to be awake for it so you let sleep take over.

You wake up sometime later in a bedroom. You look down at your new wound and sigh as you now have to wait for it to heal before you can attempt to escape. You look around and notice the man is not in the room. You don't know his name but you don't really care. He's just another sick pervert who you'll eventually escape from.

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