✨2 month's ago✨
❗️Trigger warning-sexual assault+abuse❗️
Olivia's POV:
"You stupid brat! You're gonna get it when he gets home."
"Please don-"
"Did I give you permission to speak?!?"
She slapped me and I fell to the ground.
I was washing the dishes and broke a plate.
"Into the dark room!"
"No! Please! No!"
"you're just adding and adding to your punishment today aren't you? Stupid bitch. We should have taken a smart one, but we got stuck with you."
The dark room is a small room I can barely move in.
There's a broken pipe that puts hot smoke in my face and nails sticking out of the walls and floor.
The hot pipe burns my arm as she throws me in.
I start banging on the door begging her to let me out.
I don't like the dark.
My hands start to bleed from the nails sticking out of the door.
She doesn't let me out.
Hours later Mr. Peter comes home.
He throws the door open and drags me out.
"You disrespected my wife?! You disrespected this house?! You'll have your worst punishment yet, and I had a really bad day at work, so I'm gonna have a little fun."
He throws me down the stairs to the basement and then onto the ratty mattress where he hurts me in the worst way.
The first time he touched me down there he said he took my innocence.
My purity.
And now I'm dirty.
I feel dirty.
He locks my hands and pulls down my shorts.
He shoves it in me and starts raping me again.
Once he's finished, he gets up and leaves.
"I'll be back soon to finish your punishment." He said with a smile on his face.
About 15 minutes later he comes back down.
He grabs the whip off the wall of his "Toys."
He makes me stand.
At that first lash I let out a scream louder than I thought I could.
This is the whip with the metal spikes.
He made it.
It cuts more.
I fell to the floor.
"On your feet!"
I slowly went back to my feet.
I used the wall to support me.
"Count. And if you lose count or miss one. We'll start over."
"o-one."
"Two."
We got to 36 before I couldn't breathe.
It was around 15 when I couldn't hold myself up anymore.
My throat became raw from screaming around 20.
I just want the pain to end.
I just want to die.
He left me trembling on the ground that night.
Not bothering to lock me in my cage knowing I wouldn't be able to move.
I wouldn't be able to run.
YOU ARE READING
Lost
Random10 years ago a little girl went missing. Her name was Olivia Finch. What happens when she wanders bak into town. How does her brother handle taking care of her and the needs she has after all of the trauma. Come read the twists and turns this book...
