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In my dreams.

~ Chapter Thirteen ~

~ One year later ~

Sonny closed her eyes as she dropped down onto her knees, ignoring the pain that rushed through her whole body as the buckle end of the belt was brought down onto her bare skin. She bit down on her lip as she stopped the tears from falling down her face, telling herself that she should be used to all of the hurting by now, knowing that it was something she could never get used to.

She winced a little when he grabbed her hair, pulling her back as she opened her eyes and looked into his evil eyes. "You missed a spot." He shouted at her, spitting into her pale face as he grabbed her by her hair and dragged her over to another room, roughly slamming her face into the floor as she cried in pain.

"I told you to make this floor spotless!" She nodded, looking at the small amount of dirt she had missed, tears falling down her face as she inwardly cursed herself for not triple checking it like she always did.

"Sorry sir, it won't happen again." She managed to whisper, crying out again when her face was slammed back down onto the hard tile floor.

"You better hope it doesn't happen again, you know what happens to bad girls, don't you?" She nodded, looking back up but regretting it when his fist immediately made contact with her face, she kept her eyes focused on the floor as she felt his hand on her shoulder, smoothing down her hair as he smiled.

"Now then you can go back to your room for tonight, there's my sweet angel." He smirked at the way her body still shook underneath his touch, kissing her roughly on the lips as he brought her head back.

"Night sir." She whispered, standing up with great difficulty as Robert walked through the door after being called by the master,

"Come on." He muttered, nodding at his father before grabbing her arm and walking her out of there,

He looked around them to make sure nobody was there to listen to them, "Are you okay?"

"Am I ever okay?" She glared at him, never being able to forget his promise that he had made a year ago – a promise he had never stuck to.

"Just make sure you check it next time."

"I did check it! He must have made it after I finished." She snapped at him, fed up of being told she was constantly making mistakes.

"Sorry." He whispered, leading her down the stairs,

"You should be." She muttered, moving her arm out of his grip and walking towards the cell herself, ignoring him completely when he said goodnight.

She looked at the wall as she slid against the door, tears running down her face as she put her hand over her mouth to stop anyone from hearing her sob. Her whole body trembled as she just wished that he would kill her already, she could feel the blood dripping down her back still but she ignored it, it was just a regular occurrence for her these days. Something she had hoped she wouldn't have to get used to.

"I hate you." She whispered into the darkness, grabbing the tray of food that had been left for her and chucking it across the room, suddenly screaming in anger as she grabbed anything she could in the room and throwing it all at the wall, jumping a little when the sound of the door opening threw her out of her anger.

"What do you think you are doing?" Robert looked around the tiny room and shook his head,

"I wasn't hungry."

"Don't do this."

"Don't do what? Give up? Sorry, it's a bit too late for that, I gave up hope a very long time ago, just after I had given up on you actually." He nodded, biting down on his lip as he heaved a deep sigh,

"He's going to go mad."

"Good, maybe he will actually kill me this time."

"Sonny!"

"Don't call me that! My name is Allison." She sat down on the mattress, her arms over her chest as she stared at him,

"Sorry.. Allison." He whispered making a move to walk towards her but stopping when she shook her head, "Now get out of my room." He nodded, quickly leaving the room as he slammed the door behind him, knowing how much trouble she was about to get in.

Sonny took in a deep breath as she looked around the room, her eyes settling on the broken glass as she smiled.

"Well, if you won't kill me..." She whispered, grabbing it and huddling up into the corner, not thinking of anything else as she brought the glass down onto her wrist, wincing as she dug it as deep as she could into her skin.

She could almost feel the darkness about to take her into it's safe arms a few minutes later as the blood dripped heavily down her wrist and onto her mattress, "Chad." She murmured before closing her eyes, wishing this would be the last time.