Hey guys its me again! This is something different than all four of my other stories. And for those of you who haven't read them yet get to it!! I would appreciate all of your reviews and you all know my policy at least 5 reviews or no update.
Disclaimer: I t'nod nwo gnihtyna thgiliwT, ro yb einahpetS reyeM! sknahT rof gnibbur ti ni! (Figure that one out)
BPOV
I was in the kitchen making a pot roast for dinner. It had to be perfect. If Charlie, Mike, or Sam didn't like it you might as well have the Coroner declare me dead right now, because I honestly don't think that I could handle it again.
Charlie was and is my father, but it doesn't feel like it. He has beaten me at least every other day since before I could remember. He is the Chief of Police for our small town of Forks, and whenever he has a bad day he always takes it out on me.
My mother was able while I was young, but she left me with him and my brother. I don't think she regrets it, because I haven't heard from her since.
My brother's name is Mike. He has never liked me in a brotherly or sisterly sense. He only likes to use me for his enjoyment. He blames me for all of his mistakes. Like how he never graduated high school, or he can't keep a job for more than a week at a time. And also the fact that he hates his wife.
His wife Jessica and I don't get along either. Whenever the boys are gone and it is only me and her she takes their place. She tends to beat me for missing spots on the dishes or the floor. She also beats me for the fact that Mike only uses her for sex, and to beat her. It is funny that we used to be best friends. But then again she always has thought herself better than me.
Last of all, there is Sam.
He was my high school sweetheart. I had always thought he would be my way out of this hell-hole, but he just dug me a deeper grave to hide my screams and cover my bruises.
When Charlie found out I was dating behind his back he got really mad at me. Although he gave Sam a warm welcome. The night they met Charlie held me down for him while he raped me and then he had his own way with me. Sam was the first person besides himself that he ever let touch me in that way. After that Sam quickly adapted to Charlie's way of dealing with me. He lives with us now.
For the longest amount of time I thought that nights like that would be the death of me especially after Mike joined in too. But somehow I have survived this long. They have all helped in tearing my heart to shreds. I don't think it will ever be whole again. And I don't think I will ever trust it with any one person again.