Title: Have you ever been broken?
Author: Angela
Rating: Adult
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these One Tree Hill characters. I own my story plot only.
Summary: Haley does not have as a perfect life as you think she does. She has been abused for several years. Even though she's in lots of pain, she's causing herself more pain.
Author Note: Hello everyone, I've not written One Tree Hill in quite sometime and I miss it. I know that I have many unfinished stories and I am sorry for that…been busy. I also have writers block and have some personal things going on in my life.
Author Note2: I have some other stories in 'original stories' Twilight and Harry Potter. Please check them out.
Warning: There will be sexual abuse and rape in my story. Incest. And Anorexia.
~Part 1~
You might want to know just when that my life started to suck. You may also want to know how everything started and why it started. Well I am about to tell you right now. I was always slapped around when I was a child. By my parents, by my uncles, by other children my age, but mostly by my father.
I think the first time anybody has ever raised there hand to my pale face to turn it pink, was when I was seven years old. I mean sure I was yelled at thousands of times, but the abuse did not start until I was seven.
For some reason my sister was never harmed. They always thought of her as the 'golden girl' daughter. I wasn't as gorgeous as her. We are fraternal twins. I have dirty blonde hair, with green eyes, and she has dark brown curly hair, with chocolate brown eyes. She was two inches shorter then me. When ever you saw my sister around, you would always see her dolled up in a pretty dress, when I would rather wear pants and a shirt. She was always popular, and I never had many friends. She was always a little selfish and got what she wanted, and I was ignored. Enough about my sister Summer let me get back on track, explaining about my shitty life.
When I turned 10 years old things in my life had gotten worst. Of course my father still slapped my face around, but like I said, things become worst. He started to but out his cigarettes on my body, not caring if I cried. He also started to pull my pants, along with my panties down to my ankles, when I was bad and spank me until my buttocks were a nice shade of red. He of course ignored my whimpers and tears and kept on abusing my body. He would squeeze my breasts, hard, even though my boobs were small, because I was still a young girl. He'd even lick my breasts and add his teeth.
He would even come into my bedroom late at night and slap my face in order for me to wake up and I would see my father pull his penis out and start to jack off in front of my innocent face. He would even make me open my mouth up, so that he could squirt his disgusting, foul tasting cum inside of my mouth, which always made me vomit. Then the bastard would be angry that I 'dared' to waste his cream and forced me to lick my own puke up off of my bedspread. Once he left, I ran to the bathroom, knelt over the toilet and threw up once again. I then would brush my teeth for twenty minutes, practically eating a whole tube of tooth paste, to rid the taste.
I thought my life was bad when I was ten, but things became a whole life worst when I was 13 years old. I was older and my father and my uncle decided that I was a whole lot prettier. My breasts grew a cup size bigger, which the perves loved. To them I was what was that word that they always used? Ah yes 'fuckable'. Before I was just a child that they enjoyed to taunt and hurt, now I've got breasts and now could be even more 'fun'.
Yes as you guessed it that was the year of my life that my father had gotten the idea that he would love to ruin my life more. Him and his brother, my uncle had both started raping me then. Let me tell you it's not a fun thing to be raped by your father and uncle, who both have huge penis's when you were still a child. Your body was fragile.
Imagine the embarrassment, when people ask you 'are you a virgin?' or if they ever asked 'who did you lose your cherry to'. I never knew what to tell people when I grew up. I always lied and told everyone I was a virgin, even though I was far from a virgin. I've been fucked in every position that has probably ever been made known. And none of it was fun.
I'm now 16 years old. I live with my drunken pervert father, and his scum of a brother. The two monsters that stole my young youth. My mother left her husband when she walked in on her husband and brother in law tag teaming me. Even though she heard my screams and saw me crying for her to help me, with tears running down my face, she didn't. She was horrified at what she saw. She ran out of the bedroom, and started to pack. When they were finished torturing my body, I immediately fell asleep. The next morning I found out that my mother left me and she took my sister also.
I then realized that my mother betrayed me. She had the option to save me from her bastard of a husband and bring me with her and Summer, to wherever they went. She didn't though. She left me and killed what was left of Haley Lenz. I then stopped hoping that someone would save me and just gave in. I let them abuse me and have there fun.
I stopped eating when I found out that I realized that I was stuck in this hell hole. Right after my mother and sister left. I decided that since I didn't deserve a mother that cared if I lived or died, or a father that didn't love me, that I didn't deserve to eat all of the delicious foods that god created. That I didn't deserve to be a normal teen-aged girl. Maybe another reason I didn't eat was I hoped somebody would notice and care enough to save me, and if not then maybe I would die quick. Then I would not have to be in anymore pain. But once again, this is not a dream; this is life, or in other words, my nightmare.
TBC