Is there a God?
Chapter 2
"Why Me?"
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters! The wonderful JK Rowling does! Don't sue me! I said I didn't own them!!!!! Sheesh!!!!!
A/N: I'm sorry if this chapter squicks you out. I'm really sorry. I've been raped before so I know the pain I write of. I needed to write this, if nothing else to get out the feelings. I'm crying as I write this right now. Well hope you read it and like it! ***
Pain. It hurts so much. I can't stop it. PAIN! Make it stop! Oh god, Help ME! Make it stop! The pain, it's all I can think of, it consumes me. The breathy sighs of satisfaction above me, the ever increasing pain behind me. I try to block it out, to think of something else. Anything else. I try to move beyond the pain beyond the anguish. The world looks like silvery mist now. It's working. I'm floating. There's sparkles. What are the sparkles? Sudden darkness. Where'd the sparkles go? Where'd I go? What am I? Who am I? I'm cold. So cold. Where did heat go? Where am I? NOOO! The pain is back! The pain is sharp. I want the sparkles back! Damn you! I try to fight. It causes more pain. My head hurts now. I'm being beaten I think. It feels like something just broke. I think I have a broken rib. Oh god it hurts! Make it Stop!!! Please!!! What did I do to deserve this? I feel the tears stream down my face and try to keep from screaming. I hold on to my sanity with the barest of threads. I don't think I can stand this much longer, the pain is increasing, more and more. I flinch as I feel a hand hit me, hard on the side. I am being pulled by the collar around my neck, the one I'd been forced to wear around the house. It seemed to make Dudley laugh. I think that's why Vernon liked to use it on me so much, it made his little Duddlykins happy. I cried harder and tried to wish away the pain, to bring back the sparkles.
Suddenly the movement stops. I'm thrown to the floor. "Get up boy!" Yells a voice behind me. I try to but I can't move thru the pain. "I said MOVE!" I get a kick to the rib. I try to force myself to my feet but I can't rise above my knees. I am naked and I'm bleeding. "You're worthless, boy. You can't even please me. Come here!" the man beacons to me and I crawl my way to him, trying to keep from getting hurt more. He grabs the back of my head. "Now boy, you're going to please me or I'll beat you till you can't ever rise again! Do you understand me?" When I nod he says, "Good." He kicks me and sends me sprawling. My head hits the wall and as I'm blacking out I see him buttoning up his pants. "Vernon!" "Yes, Petunia- dear?" "Dinner's ready!" "I'm on my way!" He kicks me one last time. I black out. So much for being the Boy-Who-Lived!
*** Please, please, please hit the little go button! I beg you! I want to know what you people think. I'll be posting the next chapter soon... seeing as it's already written! :)
Chapter 2
"Why Me?"
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters! The wonderful JK Rowling does! Don't sue me! I said I didn't own them!!!!! Sheesh!!!!!
A/N: I'm sorry if this chapter squicks you out. I'm really sorry. I've been raped before so I know the pain I write of. I needed to write this, if nothing else to get out the feelings. I'm crying as I write this right now. Well hope you read it and like it! ***
Pain. It hurts so much. I can't stop it. PAIN! Make it stop! Oh god, Help ME! Make it stop! The pain, it's all I can think of, it consumes me. The breathy sighs of satisfaction above me, the ever increasing pain behind me. I try to block it out, to think of something else. Anything else. I try to move beyond the pain beyond the anguish. The world looks like silvery mist now. It's working. I'm floating. There's sparkles. What are the sparkles? Sudden darkness. Where'd the sparkles go? Where'd I go? What am I? Who am I? I'm cold. So cold. Where did heat go? Where am I? NOOO! The pain is back! The pain is sharp. I want the sparkles back! Damn you! I try to fight. It causes more pain. My head hurts now. I'm being beaten I think. It feels like something just broke. I think I have a broken rib. Oh god it hurts! Make it Stop!!! Please!!! What did I do to deserve this? I feel the tears stream down my face and try to keep from screaming. I hold on to my sanity with the barest of threads. I don't think I can stand this much longer, the pain is increasing, more and more. I flinch as I feel a hand hit me, hard on the side. I am being pulled by the collar around my neck, the one I'd been forced to wear around the house. It seemed to make Dudley laugh. I think that's why Vernon liked to use it on me so much, it made his little Duddlykins happy. I cried harder and tried to wish away the pain, to bring back the sparkles.
Suddenly the movement stops. I'm thrown to the floor. "Get up boy!" Yells a voice behind me. I try to but I can't move thru the pain. "I said MOVE!" I get a kick to the rib. I try to force myself to my feet but I can't rise above my knees. I am naked and I'm bleeding. "You're worthless, boy. You can't even please me. Come here!" the man beacons to me and I crawl my way to him, trying to keep from getting hurt more. He grabs the back of my head. "Now boy, you're going to please me or I'll beat you till you can't ever rise again! Do you understand me?" When I nod he says, "Good." He kicks me and sends me sprawling. My head hits the wall and as I'm blacking out I see him buttoning up his pants. "Vernon!" "Yes, Petunia- dear?" "Dinner's ready!" "I'm on my way!" He kicks me one last time. I black out. So much for being the Boy-Who-Lived!
*** Please, please, please hit the little go button! I beg you! I want to know what you people think. I'll be posting the next chapter soon... seeing as it's already written! :)