Unwanted. Broken. Abused

Chapter 15

<Hope's p.o.v>

I left the house and then the waterworks started.

It all felt like one massive nightmare.

But it happened.

I didn't know where to go.

So I just wondered around.

I didn't want to go back.

I wanted to stay with Xavier.

But he couldn't know.

He couldn't.

So I had to find another place.

Somewhere.

Somehow.

* * *

It was getting dark.

I didn't want to be out here alone in the dark, so, I slowly made my way back to Harvey.

I was violently shaking by the time I reached the front door.

I opened the door and inside, I saw two policewomen.

And Harvey.

Talking to them.

I gasped.

Harvey swilveled around, and saw me.

His eyes showed anger. But he embraced me in a hug.

"Hope! I am so glad to see you!" I smiled at him.

It was obviously fake, but I hoped nobody would know.

The policewomen got Harvey and myself to sign a few papers, then they left.

As soon as they had, Harvey brought his fist down on my jaw.

"WHERE DID YOU GO, BITCH?"

I just looked up at him with fear evident in my eyes.

He slammed my head against the wall, and punched my eye, and kicked my stomach multiple times.

I just took the punches and waited for him to finish with me.

When he did, he left me a bawling mess on the floor.

But then he came back.

He had no form of weapon in his hands, and he threw me up against the wall and ripped my top off my chest.

My eyes widened. It was happening again.

Then he slammed my head against by he wall once more before I blacked out.

I willed to wake up. God knows what he was doing to my unconcious body.

But I just stayed there, floating around in my own thoughts, until reality came floating back.

* * *

I blinked twice.

The room was slowly coming into focus.

I was in the basement.

Tied to the whipping pole.

And Harvey was just about to bring the whip down.

I squeezed my eyes tight shut, and waited for the blow.

When it came, it was painful and stinging as ever.

Then my body took thus opportunity to puke.

There goes all the pizza I ate with Xavier.

Harvey recoiled and just left.

I lay there, dwelling in the pain of my torture, and the smell of my own vomit.

It was horrible.

Then the door opened.

Riley.

I recognized his posture immediately.

He cane and untied my ropes and took me to the shower.

"You stink. Wash yourself, git." I nodded, and walked in.

I was about to shut the door when he put his foot forward to stop it.

"Don't take too long, luv. Or I'm coming in." I nodded again and shut the door.

I stripped my sweat/vomit-ridden clothes and stepped into the ice-cold shower.

I washed my self quickly and then wrapped myself in a towel.

At last Harvey and Riley had the decency to give me some fresh clothes.

I got into them quickly and left the shower room.

Downstairs, Harvey and Riley had passed out on the couch.

I hastily opened the door and left.

Now, school.

I took a deep breath and sighed.

I prepared myself for even more questions from Xavier and Blake.

I just had to do what I did best.

Avoid them.

But it sure was gonna be so damn hard.