Never give up

by Antonrocks101

Beatrice mom died giving birth to her and her dad died by sucide so she was put into a orphanage. At the age of 4. 3 men and 2 women broke into the orphanage and kidnapped her. Now her life is a living hell but she has not givin up hope for freedom because hope is the only thing stonger than fear. Tobias is not abused so he does not go by four. Rated M for abuse, rape and language

1. Chapter 1

I've stopped working on the other one for this new story instead hope you like it. Here is chapter one of never give up.

Beatrice p.o.v.

Beatrice p.o.v.

I am Beatrice prior, I am 16 and have not seen the light of day sense I was 4. I am 5'3 with long blonde hair, blue grayish eyes, and nose to big for my face. Both of my parents are dead and my life is basically a living hell. I am abused daily and basically a slave to the 5 people that live in this house. 3 men and 2 women. Sometimes they have friends over and it only gets worse from there. I've been beaten by anything they can get their hands on. Belts, knives, scissors, books, pipes, rope, you name it. When i am not serving them I locked in the attic with only 2 slices of bread and 1 water bottle a day. If I'm lucky. Abusing me is not the worst they have done to me. I have also been raped countless times. Sometimes it's only 1 of them or it's all 3 of them. I've eaten so little you can see my hip bones and ribs. It's very noticeable. They first time they raped me was when I was 10. After that it's happened at least 4 times a week. I have given birth to 2 children but when they reached 4 months of age they killed them in front of me. 3 years ago they brought another girl here but she killed herself 3 weeks later. My bathroom is a bucket and I am only allowed 1 shower a month. The names of the men are Anthony, Simon, and Carlos. The names of the woman are Carter and Vanessa.

I'm snapped out of my thoughts by the attic entrance opening with Simon, Carter and Carlos. Simon and Carlos have belts and Carter has a knife. "Get over here bitch and take off your shirt."Carlos yells. I don't say anything I just do as I'm told and I feel the belts coming down. If it's one thing I learned it's not to cry or scream that only makes it worse. I can feel the cuts from yesterday open up again. After about 23 lashes I feel as if I'm about to pass out then i feel a sharp pain in my stomach and I look down and I see the knife handle sticking out that's when I fall into darkness