~ "With one look she had me hooked, one-touch she had me on my knees, and one kiss had me right where she wanted me, lost." ~
She grabs the collar of my shirt and pulls me down to her height. Now we're face to face. She looks in my eyes as if having...
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*Trigger warning*
Mia's POV
When I wake up all I see is black, I go to move my hands but they seem to be tied and my legs as well. What the hell is happing. The last thing I remember is being grabbed and someone saying something about me being Xavier's girl.
I start to panic, being in this situation was bringing back unwanted memories. Memories I've tried hard to keep buried. No child wants to remember their father beating them until they can't move and then raping them.
It's not something I want to remember.
*FLASHBACK*
"daddy no, please don't, I-I won't do it again." I plead with my so-called father. I was laying on my side with my face tucked into my knees while I was kicked and punched.
"YOU UNGRATEFUL BITCH, YOU KILLED MY WIFE." He yelled. This was always the reason he beat me because he blames me for the death of my mom.
"Daddy no, She died from cancer a year after having me," I said even though it was no use. He never listened to me, but deep down he knows I'm right.
"SHUT YOU DAMN MOUTH AND BE STILL" He screamed.
Oh no, this was the worst part. I kicked and screamed hoping someone would help me.
He tore my clothes off and chained me down. His hands rubbed my body, all over my bruises and cuts. Everywhere I had scars he would touch and pod at.
He took his pants off along with his boxers and started the torture. Him raping me was the worst thing I could ever go through in my life. I screamed and wailed while my insides felt like they were dying.
I always yelled hoping someone would come and save me. Hoping someone would stop him. Just... hoping, for something that never came.
*FLASHBACK*
I closed my eyes, tears falling down my face unwillingly. I was 8 when that happened. My biological father's name was Bruce. It happened for half a year before I packed my things and ran away not turning back.
I was adopted by the parents I have now. I was adopted into the family along with Jarrod. Our parents are as loving and caring as they come. Now I just hope they come and save me.
"Is she awake yet she should have woken up hours ago." I heard a voice say.
"I don't know but the boss wants her in his office before he comes back from his meeting." I heard another voice say.
I hear shuffling and then the bag that was over my face was removed. When I adjust to the light I see two men in front of me. They're tall and muscular with tattoos everywhere.
"Ah, she is awake. Hello Mia. I've heard so much about you" One says. He smiles down at me and unties me. I think of my chances of running but they're not high. They would get to me before I even get 5 feet away.
