I Hate Life Chap.1
Disclaimer: I watched Peter Pan(2003) and I got inspired to write a story, I wrote two actually. Hope you guys enjoy this. I'm still writing my other stuff, don't worry. Contains rape and M stuff(yeah yeah I know I tend to that a lot) if you hate M stuff, please don't read my M rated stories. Plz review right after you're done reading. I'd really love feedback.
My name is Yuna. I'm your average 15 year old girl. NOT! I live with a drunken mom and an abusive stepdad. I'm seen as an eyesore, an outcast to this British society. My mom, verbally abuses me while my father comes into my room every night and beats me and/or rapes me. I wish I could go to a place where I don't feel all this pain. The only solace I get is from playing piano of guitar and singing. I moved from Okinawa. My mom met this son of a bitch at a club and they've been together for 5 years now. I hear footsteps coming up, here we go with another rough night. I tire of taking birth control.
"Yuna, didn't I tell you to wear less!" my stepdad, Robert slammed the door.
"You're sloshed Rob, now get outta here!" I said defiantly.
He aimed a punch right at me and I blocked it. Martial arts and self defense go a long way. I ran toward the door but he grabbed my foot and I tripped.
"Oh sorry, did that hurt?" Robert said in a very fake sympathetic voice.
I cringed a bit but I gave him the most menacing glare I could muster. He just laughed sadistically while tearing away my clothes. Tears rolled down my cheeks as he quickly undressed showing his arousal. I didn't even try to fight this time, it's useless: he's stronger when drunk. He slapped my face a couple times and kicked my ribs. I heard a sickening crunch, I think they're broken. I swear this man is a sadistic pedophile. My tears flowed down as he mercilessly thrust in me, taking away my innocence over and over. It's like a nightmare that I can't get out of.
"You're such a whore. That's all you'll ever be." He thrusted in fasted making my poor vagina bleed.
My heart has locked away emotions. I feel nothing, despite my eyes leaking out tears, nothing.
"You feel so good bitch. I can't wait until tomorrow." He put on his clothes and left me to weep on the floor.
After a few moments, I crawled to the bathroom and washed myself. No matter how many times I do, it will never, ever give me back my innocence. I feel like I'm at my breaking point. I wish someone could just take me away and help rid me of this never ending nightmare called life.
I changed into my Kuromi pajamas and cried myself to sleep.
A/N: Short I know. So what do you guys think? For those, who have been through her situation or is very sensible to the subject, I'm sorry. I don't have any knowledge of this lifestyle since I live with very loving parents. Please don't flame me. Review plz.