Flower Serie: 1
"Please please please, let me come" I begged Silas who kept eating me.
Noah was fucking Max next to me who was a moaning mess next to me.
Max opens his clouded eyes, looking at me, or more precisely at my breast hungrily.
My atten...
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Liliana
Running as fast as I can to the place I call hell, I feared another beating from my dad.
Ever since mom died when I was little, he started to yell at me saying it was my fault mom died. Then that became hitting me here and there, full time beating and that turned to abuse. Physically,mentally and sexually.
Just last week he and his friends abused me so bad I was almost half dead while lying in by blood. As for food. I can't even remember when the last time I had food. Probably two weeks ago or three. I don't know.
What I do know is that if more late then I'm all ready am I will reget it.
Seeing the house which was barely standing straight i ran faster. My lungs where burning along with my feet and sweat was sticking at my clothes like second skin.
Getting in the parking lot I slowed down trying to catch my breath while preparing for the worst.
'Ok Lily. Here goes nothing' my consciousness said. Well maybe not nothing but you get what I'm trying to say.
Getting in the house with slightly even breath I narrowly avoided a beer bottle being thrown at me.
"Where were you you slut."
That was my Sperm Doner. He lost all privelice of being called a dad when I was 5 and he started abusing me. Now 15 years later I'm still here taking care of his ass while working in a cafe by a lovely lady in her 50's who was kind enough to give me a job at the age of 12.
She even claimed that I was her daughter helping around with the family buisness when costumers asked why such a tiny kid is working in the cafe.
Yes I was shorter than normal kids when I was 12, because all the food I was not allowed to eat for weeks. I'm still not allowed but ones or twice a few months I get just enough to pay as much debt as possible and have money to buy food.
"At work Sir" I stuttered. I may be a kick boxer but I still can't punch and kick his ass for some reason. Every time I try I just freeze up.
"Stop lying you slut. I know you where probably whoring yourself somewhere.
It comes in handy anyway. I sold you to some vampire so I can have more cash so hurry up and change into something presentable"
Hell no. Taking care of his ass is something but being sold to blood suckers? No just no.
Backing away slowly I turned around and began running towards the door.
Just when I reached it, I welt something hit the back of my head. Lifting my head behind me I felt something sticky on my head. Blood. That mother fucker let my head bleed. Just when I thought that I would be unscathed this week.
That was my last thought before everything went dark.
Getting back to conscious after having probably a head concussions was not pretty.