Anastasia Rosaline Blade's POV
"Where is U-hh Ace and Roman?" I asked Xavier, who was seating next to me.
"Dont worry bout them hun, they've got some work to do" he said.
Dinner was Lasagne.
I ate half my plate as, I was still full from lunch.
"Finish up your food" Xander demanded.
"Im s-or-ry im too full, I -I cant" I said.
A part of me, was a little bit scared that he would beat me for wasting food.
"Its ok, here take two more panadols and go get some rest. I will look at your stitches and bruises tomorrow morning" Elijah said.
"Go-odnig-ht" I whispered to my brothers.
"Sweet dreams princess"
"Have a goodnight"
Elijah and Xavier responded.
Xander did not say anything.
I slowly walked up the stairs.
I almost couldn't take the pain of my ribs.
It hurt so bad.
The burn was also starting to look revolting.
I had to go to see doctor.
I sighed. I couldn't do that.
It will mean my brothers knowing the truth.
I will have to tolerate the pain I guess. Besides, I have gone through worse.
I can do this I thought to myself,falling asleep.
Trigger Warning
John was chasing me.
"Come back here you stupid bitch" he shouted.
He dragged me by my hair and ripped apart my shirt.
"Stop,Stop,Uncle John please stop. Uncle John no" I shouted.
Suddenly he stopped trying to take off my pants.
His face morphed into another demon of mine.
Dad was kicking me and punching me mercilessly.
"Dad stop it please. I wont do it again" I whispered pathetically not even knowing what I did wrong.
"WHAT DID YOU JUST CALL ME"he shouted.
I flinched and tried to ran away from him.
"I meant Sir. Im sorry. Im sorry. Sir please stop. I cant take it anymore" I whispered brokenly.
I didn't even try to escape anymore.
I just accepted my fate.
However, when da-sir took a knife, I was terrified.
I screamed and tried to run.
I was in too much pain to even pick up my body from the floor.
I crawled away slowly.
Trying to escape the monster, who was my father.
He dragged me back, using my hair.
This caused another scream to escape from my mouth.
"Sir please" I hicupped. "Im sorry, im sorry" I whispered hoarsely. My throat sore from screaming.
He brought the knife and plunged it through my shoulder.
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Teen Fiction"No, I'm an only child.What do you mean by I have brothers? " Follow Anastasia Rosaline Blade through her journey. Overcoming abuse, PTSD, depression, anxiety and suicidal tendencies. How she went overnight from being an only child to having 5 older...
