Ch.8 The diary

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Trigger warning: self harm grooming abuse both physically and emotionally and sexually abuse

I drove everyone back to the studio and we sat in the conference room

Should we let our viewer know? I asked

Kelsey looked at me with pain in her eyes

You can tell them Kelsey said

She sat down with her box and her hands trembling with fear

I motioned to cut the camera

This is personal too in fact I said

It important Kelsey said

She slid the box over to me

I opened it

Woods sat next her to hold her hand for me

Sam sat next to me while Bailey secretly filmed not my knowledge

There were photo

I laid them on the table

Kelsey POV
I picked up the photo of me and my biological father

This is my biological father Gavin Anderson I said

Syphus isn't your dad Matt said

No I was patient at Syntec I said

Matt POV
I took the diary which had about ten entry

Can I read them I asked

Yes Kelsey said

Dear Diary
Today I moved from Columbus  Ohio to the sunny beach of California. My dad got a new job at Bio tech company Syntec. Adjusting to the summer vs is rather hard but I'm ready for what lie beyond us
Kelsey ❤️

Dear Diary
Bring your kids to work day Syntec. I was super excited because my father spoke highly about Nelson his boss. I met Nelson creepy guy but he seem nice to me. Deb is also really nice to calm and collected and spoke highly of my father maybe to highly. She promised she would keep my dad safe
Kelsey
❤️

Dear Diary
Today was the worse day of my life. First my dog Lucky died not very lucky huh. Worse of all my dad disapproved of my coming out as gay. He was worse day in my entire life god damn it. My dad wanted lunch and ask if I would be trail patient I said yes so I didn't get into more trouble. At my examination for health. Nelson asked me about my dad and my life I said a joke oh I hope is killed. Umm don't tell someone who is evil. That night my father was killed no non other then Nelson
Kelsey

Dear Diary
Trail day 1 Nelson injected me I started opening up to him. I told him about my dad and my mom divorced and I talked about my mental health I got super personal. Trail day 6 I was questioning everything in life. He started pulling me towards him. He ask to see me on his office. He touched my thigh and his manipulation eyes staring at me. I felt feeling quality and it was my fault my dad was killed. Trail Day 10 I was in my room and the door opened. And close I couldn't escape and he kissed me on the lips I freaked. He touched my under my gown and I felt violated by someone I should trust.
Worthless

Dear Diary
Trail Day 13 I didn't want to be alive anymore. The nurse walked and she and yeah of medication they could kill you. It thought what if I overdose. I ripped the restraint off and k walked out everyone was there Deb Nelson and I grabbed Syringe of potassium that stop your heart. Deb gently grabbed my hand she was like my mother. Grabbed me and took it. Nelson order an psych center. They took everything from my my identity my everything. At night Nelson would have sex with me. He physically abused me I couldn't do anything I was weak I was everything

Dear Diary
My room was kept unlocked one morning. I sneak into the female bathroom one stall. I looked the room and I stole an scalp. As if I was brainwashed by Nelson. Do you hear the sound of blood dripping onto the cold floor as she slides the thin pointed razor across her bloody wrist? Say no my subconscious said or Nelson did. Stockholm syndrome is real and Nelson I couldn't let go I couldn't end it all he was my savior. He made me call him dad since I love my actual father

I paused looking up notice that I've been crying for the past ten minutes. I look at the clock tick tick tock. Sam was gone Woods was in shambles and Kelsey was barely holding on to anything

This is some heavy shit Woods aid

It get worst Kelsey could get out

I took deep shakily breath

I still three more pages of pain to read I said

Just do it Sam said entering the room with buckets of frosting to help soften the blows we were taken

Dear Diary

He didn't give fuck I was hurt but he used me for his game. Deb found me in puddle of my own piss and shit and blood. She cleaned me off and gave me warm pjs and bed to sleep in. Her own bed to sleep in. Had a guard sleep outside to make sure he didn't get me. When Nelson found he was fucking livid. He was a monster I saw side I haven't seen. He dragged me into this cellar place. He bonded my hand and stripped me naked. As if I was an animal he wiped me repeatedly. My bare skin was bleeding and bloodied. All I saw was a good person shocking right. He promised I would be protected. He took me security from me he took my dad away from me

Dear Diary
Deb saved me she undid my rope I collapsed in her arms. She gave me bed and let me sleep. Nelson was at somewhere ever evil people go. Deb tried to reason with me and I was at the same place like last time. He gave me choose my life or I follow him. I choose to follow him. He pump my system with serum. He controlled I had no use of my body. He told me to kill everyone I loved. He manipulates into to do stuff I'm not proud of. He use me for his work as slave he broke me he hurt me he traumatized me

Dear Diary
Today was not like any day the FBI was gonna raid our stake house. Nelson gave me a choose stay with him or fled but control. He wanted me track day Subject 1 2 3 4 and  hurt them some way. So I ran I was free but it didn't matter Nelson was right there. He made me feel worthless brought me down to nothing worthless he made me hate everyone he made want end my life

I looked up and tears streaming down my face

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