Above is Trinity
I lay on the ground as my dad beats me. I don't fight back, I just let my whole body go limp, and let the pain flood into me.
He continues to abuse me for a couple more minutes.
He calls me some not so nice things such as: slut, hore, bastard, bitch, idiot-and I'm sure there's plenty more where that came from. Then, he finally leaves.I hear him stomping around upstairs, and throwing things.
I curl up on the cold, hard floor and try to imagine myself in a better place, with better people, a better family.
My shirt is ripped, and dirty, my pants are all wrinkled up from when he sexually assaulted me, and my hair is greasy and tangled.
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Come and Save Me Tonight (living with Steven Tyler)
FanfictionMy name is Trinity. I'm 10. I wasn't born Steven Tyler's angel, I had to earn the name.