Rose (old version)

13. miserable

Third Person POV

BACK STORY

It was when Rose was nine years and Emma was four years

Marie and john sold her for money for their drugs

They sold her to a guy named Oliver frost

And that's when Rose life became miserable

Oliver took her virginity when she was eleven and not only him but that dreadful night, she was raped five times with five different men

Then on after taking care of Emma, Rose would have no option but go to Oliver and be his maid

From cleaning, cooking to sleeping on his bed she would be tired but after all this when she was back home her parents would also abuse her

But Rose held strong for Emma

Then when she was fourteen Noah entered her life

She knew her mother would just give birth and leave him to rot so she had to be his mom and not just a sister

But the abuse from Oliver and her parents were taking a troll on her

After one more year when she was 15, she managed to hide from Oliver for one whole year

Then when her parents beat Emma, she ran out of town

You know what happened next

Present:-

Rose POV

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I don't know how long I have been here

All I know is its not my eighteenth birthday yet

Beaten, bruised, broken

It was same as before but now it's my full-time job to work as a slave for them

Oliver is the worst

Not that the others are best but they are not as bad as Oliver

My days here is always same

Wake up, clean this whole mansion, cook for them, kneel at the feet of Oliver till everyone is done eating, if lucky I get leftovers if not, I stay hungry for the rest of the day, after they finish eating do the dishes, then go to the basement and wait for my daily punishment, getting whipped, abused, raped, then make them dinner, get another round in the basement and sleep then repeat

Right now, I am in basement waiting for someone to come and break me yet again

I hate myself for giving up but if I fight back, they will go for Emma and Noah and I don't want that

I miss them

I miss Oscar and the boys

I miss the crazy time Amanda and Roff showed me

I missed Charles calling me sexy

I get called sexy here everyday but this just makes me disgusted not as friendly and warm when Charles calls me it

I often find myself touching my lips thinking about the kiss I had with Oscar

I loved it

I miss Noah's giggles