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Chapter 1: Fight or Flight

Warning!! This story will contain a lot of sexual content that may be triggering. Please read at your own risk.
Emory's_POV
3:37 PM

"No. Please. I can't. It hurts to much. I'll do anything you say," Emory screams as her father's thrust become harder, more deep.

"Shut up you stupid little bitch! I'm tired of hearing you complain about everything. You deserve this, and besides, you know you like it. Now come on, cum for Daddy."

For the past 2 hours, Emory's father had been raping her, sodomizing her, and beating her if she cried. He loved to see her suffer, especially after she murdered his wife. Emory's mother had died giving birth to her, and her father had never forgiven her. In his eyes, she was a danger to everyone, a murderer, so she deserved what she got everyday.

As he released inside her, she silently cursed herself for letting him get to her. She hated him for raping her everyday, for bringing his friends in and letting them do whatever they wanted to her, but most of all, she hated herself for allowing this to go on. In her mind, she was just a dirty slut who "deserved what she got". Maybe her father was right, but she wasn't going to stick around long enough to let this continue. Her father rolled of of her with a grunt and left her lying there bleeding and in pain.

She decided that enough was enough. She waited until he was asleep and then quickly put on some clothes: a pair of leggings, her cross country team crew neck, and her Nike Trainers. She grabbed her duffel bag and filled it with her phone, charger, laptop, a blanket, the rest of her clothes (which was very few), her stuffed animals, some of her favorite books, some shoe, and drinks and food. She was about to leave when she noticed her mother's necklace on her nightstand. It was the only thing she had left of her mother and she wanted to keep it as a reminder to herself that her mom was watching out for her, even through the bad.

She silently crept down the stairs, not daring to breathe for fear that even the smallest sound would wake her dad. She made it to the door and slowly opened it. She made it out of the house without her father waking up! She couldn't believe it but there was no time to celebrate. She didn't want to be anywhere near here when her father realized that she was not in her room where he had left her. Without looking back she ran. The streets of Manhattan were very busy. As she ran, all she could think about was what her father would do once he found out she was gone. She could never go back, if she did, she would die. She knew that for a fact.

She was still in her thoughts not realizing that she was crying as she ran, when she crashed into someone and fell hard backwards. She got up and dusted herself off, looking up to tell the person sorry....

So I know I'm not a good writer but I'd love to know what you think of it so far. Please comment and let me know. I've never done a FanFiction before.

Also, S/O to brielle2611, bensler4eva,buttaz_,and Aiyanah_ for inspiring me to write an SVU fanfic