The lost one

Chapter 20

*he door flies open and smashes into the wall. I quickly move away. In his eyes there is fire. He isn't just annoyed. He is angry, annoyed, humiliated and furious.

"Jane. How could you do this to me?" "I didn't do anything" "Oh yes you did. You just had to sit with your book and look around like some freak. You couldn't even say hello to people" "I did say hello, but they were rude, so instead of listening to their rude comments about my outfit, I read" "The rude comments they told you is true. You couldn't even dress up" "I did. This Is my prettiest outfit I have" "Yeah right. Stop lying. You can even seen the bruises you have on your knees and face from skating" "You're the reason I have those bruises on my face. Remember you slap me yesterday and I had to lie to my mother?" "And you deserve that slap. You deserve a lot more beating. Luckily believed it was from you acting like a child on ice. Now stop skating, it's not lady like doing that" "I don't care. I love ice skating or being on roller-skates" "But you fall and get bruises" "The bruises I have is mostly from you being evil and beating me" "Evil? That isn't evil. But I'll gladly show you evil"

He took his hands around my throat and began to choke me. I gasped and tried to get his hands off.

"JUST STOP ALREADY. I HAD ENOUGH OF YOU JANE. Why can't you just do what your told? Why can't you just listen to what the men has to say?"

He threw me on the ground. My back hit the ground. I felt a pain in my back.

"Why can't you do be a good 16 year old girl who do what I tell you to do? Hmm? I'm rich, I can give you whatever you want, and yet you humiliated me in front of my friends at my own birthday party. You weren't a good girl. Let me show you how bad you were"

He took his hands under my skirt. I moved his hand away but then he slapped me. I felt his hand getting under my underwear. I began to scream for help, but he quickly overed my mouth with his other hand. I bite in it and then he took a fist to my face. I felt his dick getting inside me. My body was shaking, not because I was enjoying it, but because I was so terrified but I couldn't do anything other than cry and hope everything will be over quickly. He got finished and then he took his hand off my mouth. He began to kick me in the stomach multiple times. He found his lighter and then he turned it on. He covered my mouth.

"If you scream, I'll make things worse. If you bite, I'll kill you"

I could feel I couldn't stop crying. Suddenly a burning feeling came on my right arm. I screamed, he stopped and then I got a fist into my face again that made everything black*

"Biib...Biib...biib"

I slowly opened my eyes. I yawned and then I sat up. I got up from my bed. I walked over to the wardrobe and then I took an outfit. I walked into the bathroom. I put a towel and the clothes on the sink. I took off my clothes, started the water and then I began my shower.

I got my hair wet, took the shampoo in my hair, out of my hair, the conditioner in and then out. I shaved my arms, my legs and my armpits. I put body soap on my body and then washed it off. I got out of the shower and then I stopped the water. I began to dry my body and my hair.

I put on some clean underwear and a bra. I put on some pants, a white shirt, white socks, white shoes, earrings, a necklace and a ring. Lastly I did my hair, brushed my teeth and did my makeup.