Snowy Survival

Abusive Brother

A.n. Heads up I don't know if anything is a trigger too you. If in anyway as you read something you read triggers you, stop reading. Reason I'm putting this down is because I don't know what I'm writing till it happens. I do plan to add some cussing won't exactly be minor words but it wound happen very often unless in a stress full situation. More tags will appear on this story as I figure out what I'm writing and what it entails but I do have an idea for the book and I do plan to do a romance and I want to work on having it slow and develop than the usual fast pace cause of my animal books and their instincts anyway please do continue to read unless something triggers you, enjoy the book.
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I was curled up under his bed as I heard crashing coming from downstairs. I have to sleep in his room under his bed, I don't get my my own room or my own bed. He was drunk like every night in his frustration of having take care of me.

Our parents died when I was young, I was possibly six when they did. He on the other hand was seventeen, soon to turn eighteen. They died from a car crash that pushed their car off the edge of the cliff ultimately making them fall and die on impact.

Now twelve years later my older brother, old enough to drink alcohol, comes every day drunk as fuck. He doesn't care for me, honestly he just punches the crap out of me and rapes me, never without a condom though.

The crashing got louder as I broke out of my thoughts. His thumps of his feet could be heard, storming up the stairs to his room. He opened the door I curled up even tighter as his feet come into sight.

"You can't hide, your last day is here." He growled happily. He went on his knees and grabbed me out from under the bed. This happens many times to many to count. He put me on the bed and started raping me. I'm still not used to the pain he inflicts.

When he was done he put a pair of pants on me and a shall, then he hit me in the head, knocking me unconscious.