My Victim, My Beloved

Darkness, that was all I could see, it was almost like I was blind. I don’t know where I was or who took me, the last thing I could remember was coming back home from the party.

I winced in pain as I try to adjust my sitting position, the floor was hard almost like I was sited on a rock, my body hurts I could feel pain everywhere, I tried to figure out what was wrong with me when I heard sounds, heavy footsteps someone was coming, the footsteps became louder and louder it was coming close to me.

My heart pounded hard as I smelt a strong cigarette odor the smell was getting stronger as the footsteps were louder, I gasped when I felt a huge hand on my lap.

“Good morning princess” I heard a voice, I could figure out the person was very close to me, and as he spoke a strong hint of cocaine hit me.

I could feel my body shivering as he kept his disgusting hand on my shoulder.

“Get off me, don't touch me” I shouted while moving from him.

“Don’t shout at me princess, I brought you a friend” He said while caressing my cheek, then I felt a warm watery skin on my cheek, he caught me off guard when I felt his hand on my tits gently massaging and squeezing them, I let out a sorrowful moan when he squeezed them harder. his hands felt rough, it was hard, he took no mercy while he was squeezing my tits, and when his left hand squeezed them again, I felt pain, a kind of pain I couldn't describe.

“stop, please stop, I beg you please stop it," I said for the ninth time.

I felt disgusted this man was touching me everywhere, I wanted to run, I wanted to push him off me, I tried using my hand or legs but I figured out both my hands and legs were tied. I felt hot tears escaping my eyes, I tried to stop myself I didn’t want to think about what this man could do to me next.

I have gone through a lot since I was little, and I was never loved or cared for, My parents died when I was Five I was been adopted by a family, and no one loved me they hated me. Sometimes I wished I was never born, I wished my mom killed me in her womb, and My stepmom uses every opportunity to insult and abuse me, I always wondered why she adopted me, she hated me, am sure she must be happy that am gone.

The only people I had were my friends, They were the reason I even went to that party, I use to think all humans are vile and wicked until I met them, there we were the only people that cared for me.

I was brought out of my thought when I felt his hand go down to the edge of my gown.

God, please don’t let this happen, I promise I won’t drink again, please stop this from happening I begged silently as I sobbed.

he slowly raised my gown, his disgusting hand massaging my thighs softly, as I felt his warm breath on my neck, then I felt his tongue licking and sucking my bare skin, I bit my lips to stop myself from moaning, he was about yanking my panties when a scream distracted him from what he was doing.

I heard him stand up, his footsteps were heavier.

“I told you to f**king stay outside”. He shouted, I felt bad for whoever he was talking to, all I could hear were screams and cries.

The next thing I knew I heard a loud sound beside me, someone was there, and the person cried silently.

“Don’t worry princess, we will continue when I get back” He said his voice like a thousand glasses crushed. His footsteps became far and far

I didn’t want him to come back, I wanted to run, I need to get out of here as much as I hate to say this I want to go back home.

Home I said to myself while a tear escaped my eye. A home is where a family who loves one another lives, a home is where families have stupid pointless arguments yet they reconcile, where there is love and happiness, I don’t have a home, where I lived wasn’t a home it was hell.

FlashBack.

“I'm sorry, please let me go” I sobbed. “you're hurting me,” I said to my stepmom. She dragged me by my hair not caring about the pain she was causing me, and she pushed me to the floor, My face made contact with the floor causing my head to bleed, I tried to adjust my position but I ended up hurting myself But it seems like my pain wasn’t affecting her she was too busy getting another bottle of acid.

“You dare bring a boy into the house” She shouted while coming towards me.

“We..we.. we.. had a project together, I didn’t even.” Before I could finish explaining I felt a burn on my leg, she poured the acid.

"I swear I didn't know he was coming, I had no idea mom, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry” but all my pleas fall on deaf ears I was getting punished again just like every other day. I had no idea Robert was going to show up, we had a project I told him we will do in school but he didn’t listen to me.

This happens every day, sometimes I wished I could wake up dead, my stepmom will get angry and lash at me, I wasn’t allowed to go out, from school to home that was how my life was, being abandoned by my mother was the worst thing that happened to me, I thought she loved me, I thought she cared for me, I thought she will always be there for me. Mom always promised forever, but forever was just a lie, a facade.

Death would have been better than the life I am living, I wish I was dead.