Soulmates (pewdiecry) (HIATUS)

Father...

Ryan's P.O.V

I heard screaming.

My sceaming...

I could feel his hard grasps on my body, his powerful blows to my stomach. "Why...?" I gasped, trying to hold on to the final strings of my consciousnesses. He looked at me with his cold eyes, a deep hatered burning in them.

"Because its all YOUR fault! You pathetic piece of shit! She died because of YOU!" He roared, kicking my stomach. I sobbed and cried for him to stop, my vision going black. "Undress. NOW!" He yelled, slapping my cheek. I sobbed, but obeyed, not wanting to be hit again.

I hugged my naked body, afraid of the man that stood in front of me. He smiled, a horrible ugly smile. "Come over here, boy. You and daddy are about to have some fun..." He growled, pulling on my arm.

I screamed out, only earning me another sharp slap. I felt him push me on the ground, splitting my legs apart. Then I heard his belt buckle become undone, and the sound of fabric fall to the dirty floor.

I felt his harsh hands on my hips. "Now, cry out, and this'll be painful as hell." He said sharply, gripping my hips tighter. I bit my lip to hold back sobs.

I felt something painful being pushed into me. I had to scream, it hurt so much...

I received a blow to the back of my head, and I blacked out....

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I woke up in a dirty corner of a room, the smell if alcohol and other unknown substances almost made me hurl. I looked down to see that I was naked, my pale skin covered in dark bruises and cuts, excpesially on my thighs and hips... My back hurt like hell and my head was fuzzy. I only member being hit by him, and then... He... He...

He raped me...

I bagan to sob, hugging my cold, naked body. He was probably passed out somewhere with some slut next to him. Like usual.

I couldn't stay here, I have to at least get to my room. I stood up to the best of my abilities and slowly shuffled from the disgusting room, gasping and crying out every time I moved.

When I reached the stairs I almost collapsed, ending up crawling on the hard wood.

I finnaly made it to my room, locking the door behind me. I looked around, seeing it was old and falling apart. The walls were stained and cracked, the floor was dusty and had no carpeting, and a old box spring mattress was pressed up against the wall.

I sighed. This was my life. I was bound to be abused by my father since day one.

But when he first raped me, I knew I had to escape, I have been saving my money for 6 years now... And I'm planning to leave...

Tomorrow.