Was i needed

The day it all started.

I was seven years old at the time . It was also the time she had died because of him ...
The monster I called father beat her to death . That sick fuck would beat her every single day and when he was done with her he would take the rest of his anger out on me , but instead of abusing me h-he ...h-h-he w-would...do something much more horrifying ...he would rape me almost every night and some night he would bring his friends to do as they pleased .... It was disgusting , that was when I lost respect for myself.

*Angela's pov*

Its the start of a horrible day , I was woken up at 3am why because the demon I call father comes in to tie me up and basically fuck me till he was satisfied and leave me to clean , no , burn everything that was soaked my his cum. The thought of this sickens me.

I looked at the clock 2:59 one more minute till...

"Oi I see my little fuck toy is a wake .. That's sweet" he tells me but I didn't dare move  i stayed as I was not acknowledging him and that's when he pulled the blankets off and spread my legs wide enough for him kneel in between and...Put himself inside me and with wild and hard thrust of his hips tears rolled down my eye as i covered my mouth not wanting a sound to come out . This went on for three hours and after his last orgasm he pulled out and left

I just laid there staring at the ceiling. I couldn't move, my body was too exhausted, once again I looked at the time 5:45am . I have at least two hours to scrub myself, washing away what just happened and put a bit of make up on to hide the marks and bruised areas on her body. When I had finished i dressed myself in a black skinny jeans ,black Vans and black long sleeved top and a oversized grey hoodie. I tied my hair in a messy bun which had no effort in making .

It was now 7:30. I walked to school stopping by a near by cafe for a hot chocolate and blueberry muffin, the only things that made me happy . I made my way to school before the bell rang and had enough time to get things from my locker and go to first class of the day. As I'm going to class I can hear their mumbles and feel them staring at me. Its enough being the reject of school but all the rumors spread about me is basically the cherry on top, the things they call me 'ugly, slut, whore, bitch' the list continues. I have no friends and never trust anybody that is the one thing my mom told me before she died .

I made it through the day with ease, I didn't want to go home so I decided to go to the park. It was so peaceful and quiet the one time where I can just forget about everything. I sat there for an half an hour listening to Billie Eilish and this guy came an sat next to me. I recognized him he was in my homeroom class his name was Justin Woodland. He was tall, perfect blonde hair, blue eyes and muscular body. Though for some reason I felt him starring at but I just carried on listening to music when My boy came on and found myself singing the lyrics out loud "...my boy my boy my boy, don't love me like he promised, my boy my boy my boy, he ain't a man and sure as hell ain't honest..." I didnt care he was next to me this was my favourite song the next thing I knew he removed my one ear phone and listened to the song and sang along.

"A-are you familiar with her?"I questioned him. Curious to know his answer and his answer surprised me. " yes I am. Im fact I'm a fan of her. There is just something about her music that just calms me , you know?" This was his answer and yes I knew what he meant just didnt say anything. " oh .. Where are my manners I'm Justin, Justin Woodland . and you are?" He introduced himself to , should I introduce myself I mean i don't want to be rude or anything but at the same time I was scared. So I built up the courage and introduced myself " I'm Angela Jones " for the first time ever somebody spoke to me and it actually felt nice. We sat there and spoke for at least two hours when I glanced at my phone and saw the time fear struck through my body I realized I was late and he was home already " I'm sorry but I have to go , it was really nice talking to you" I said trying to stay calm as I got up he grabbed my arm and got up as well " okay it was nice meeting you as well I hope we could talk again sometime ..." As he said the last part there was slight blush on his cheeks and for the first time ever I actually smiled and nodded say yes , soon after I ran home as fast as I could.

To my luck when I got home he wasn't there but my luck ran out, when the back door opened and I just froze i looked at the back door and there he was standing there with a recently sharpened knife in hand looking at me with lustful and sinister smile on his face that scared me to death. He slowly walked towards me ,  i wanted to move but couldn't. He was now in front of me and bend down till he was by my ear and whispered "What did i tell you about being late ... And what are the consequences" just as he said that I felt a sharp pain in my abdomen I looked down and saw he had cut me across my stomach. I fell to the floor clutching my stomach as the intense pain traveled through my body, but it didnt end there he then picked me up and threw me over his shoulder and took me to his 'room'... 

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Authors note:
This is my first teen fiction （〜^∇^)〜
I hope its good and hope you guys like it.

😏if you want to know what happens to her let me know in the comments if I should continue and I will give you chapter 2.

I will also take song requests if you want me to feature them in😊

Thanks to advice of @charlettecarrol I finally started writing

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