Chapter 17

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Brice POV
"Well that was a good-"

"YOU JUST NEVER FUCKING LEARN" dad interrupts Emma as he barges into the dressing room.

I shake but breathe in and out before turning to face him.

"D-dad I have no i-idea what y-your're talking about" I stutter.

"OH DONT PLAY FUCKING INNOCENT WITH ME. I SAID NO BOYS BUT YOU'VE BEEN RUNNING AROUND WITH THAT LITTLE ASS PUFF DADDY" He slaps me and my head swings and hits the mirror.

"PLEASE DONT HURT HIM!" I cry

"DONT FUCKING WORRY BOUT HIM" He grabs my hair and pulls me up.

"DID YOU TWO KNOW ABOUT HER BITCH"

Emma and Blessing rapidly shake their heads no and dad pulls me out of the dressing room by my wrist as Emma and Blessing take white tissues and wave them in the air.

He pulls me outside where a black van is and I see Khalil down the street with a gun in hand as two of dads bodyguards lay on the floor..dead. He looks at me and mouths something but I cant tell what it is cause dad forcefully shoves me into the back seat.

Im going to die tonight.
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"PLEASE STOP PLEASE" I cry as I grab his wrist to stop him from grabbing my breasts.

He rips his hands out of my grip and slaps me across the face. I feel the blood rush to my cheeks as I cry in pain. I cant let him do this. I pick my knee up and kick him in the balls. He groans in pain and I take that chance to shove him off of me as he falls off the side of the bed and I quickly stand and run towards the door.

"STOP TRYING TO RUN BITCH"

I feel something go into the back of my thigh.

"OH MY GOSH HELP MEEEE PLEASE!" I beg as I fall and take out the knife.

Blood continuously pours out of my thigh and I try to stop it but Im picked up by the hair and thrown onto the bed.

He gets tape and tapes my mouth as my cries become muffled. He rips my corset off; revealing my bra and he starts to kiss my chest before slapping me again and I feel blood trickle down my face.

"DUMB BITCH..WHY CANT YOU LISTEN TO ME..YOU ARE MINE" He yells and slaps me again.

He starts to pull down his pants; revealing his little friend that touches my inner thigh as he kisses my cheak.

"You are such a stupid slut" he whispers; stroking my hair. Silent tears roll down my bloody face.

His hands touch the hem of my thong as he pulls it down a little but before it could fully show everything, the door busts open and in walk the police.

"PUT YOUR HANDS UP. YOU ARE UNDER ARREST"

My vision blurs and the last thing I hear is "You did it baby; you survived"

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