Zane's POV
He hit me... I thought he loved me... "Zane! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to! I just got angry!" At first I believed him but, now I know Travis Valcrum abuses me. I'm scared of him.
A hour or so later I was making him dinner. Humming a tune. I felt his hands slither around my feminine figure. Yes I had quite a girly body but, Travis likes it. I felt him pick me up. "Tr-Travis! Let me go!" I giggled.
"Nope! If I drop you, you'll break!" He chuckled. I loved this man. "That's why I always have to be gentle!" He laughed a bit more and started carrying me to our room. I thought he loved me too.
"Travis I'm serious! Put me down!" I whined and started struggling to get of his arms. He slapped me...
"Listen slut! If I want you, you don't have a choice!" He barked at me. I began to cry and whimper. "Go ahead! Cry! No one will come for you! No one cares about you!" Where did my sweet loving boyfriend go?
He forced me on our bed. He yelled but, he hit me. I cried as he continued to rape and hit me. He told me if I told anyone they'd think I was a whore. I believed him. I cried myself to sleep...
Little does brother know...
Hello! I started writing this because, I want to write a real story and I'm depressing as fuck! So yeah! Peace out, peasants!
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Little does Brother know... (A Zanvis Abuse Story)
FanfictionLittle does he know... His own baby brother is abused sexually, verbally, and physically... (This is AU BTW) Zane used to be so happy. He wore pastels and was always sweet but, when Garroth notices Zane's happy pastel self turned into a dark depress...
