Running Away from Hell
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Category:
DarkFic › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
2,113
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Running Away from Hell
I\'m running away again. I\'m always running away from him. I\'m not a child anymore, not really but I still run. I\'m sixteen, I\'\'m almst a man but I stil run like I was a small helpless child.
You would squirm if you knew all the things he did to me, the things he made me do. I\'m running away from the hell that he has created. But I always come back, back for the drugs. Usually I can\'t pay for them so he\'ll make me pay for them some other way, but usuallythey are so horrendous I run away. But he seeks me out, how? I don\'t know but he does. He finds me and then I pay, but I am worthless he says. I deserve these punishments.
Sometimes he makes me blow him or pleasure him in some way before I can even plead for the drugs, one time he beat me up so badly I was in hospital for three weeks. An old woman found me naked in the park whilst walking her dog, he had beaten and raped me until I was unconcious. I still went crawling back.
\"Come crawling back have you?\" he\'ll sneer, he scares me so much I vomit.
\"Why don\'t you go back to your mother?\" doctors, nurses, care workers, strangers ask me all the time. But I can\'t not now, it\'s gone too far. She won\'t want me now that I\'m a junkie. No one will, who would? I\'m worthless.
So I go back for the drugs, the pain goes away when I\'m high it\'s just when it\'s all over I know he\'ll be looking for me again. Wanting me to do things to him, smiling in the knowledge that I will.
Once he brought his obese sister she had teeth missing and smelt like shit. I had to fuck her, it was disgusting she nearly crushedme when she smothered me on the bed. I vomited for the rest of the night after that. But I had to didn\'t I? Because if I didn\'t he would find that pretty girl who worked at the restaurant who I o lio liked to watch so much and break her neck. Not that she would ever want me.
I would crawl back the next time that I wanted a line of cocaine, he loved to rub that in my face as I sucked his dick.
I can hear him coming up the stairs now, he\'s drunk. He\'s laughing, he\'s not alone. There are other men. He\'ll let them rape me, he\'s done it before. He\'ll make me do things to them and he\'ll laugh when I beg him not to make me and he\'ll kick me when I say this is the last time I ask him for drugs. Because it won\'t be. And why not? I deserve it, because I\'m worthless.
You would squirm if you knew all the things he did to me, the things he made me do. I\'m running away from the hell that he has created. But I always come back, back for the drugs. Usually I can\'t pay for them so he\'ll make me pay for them some other way, but usuallythey are so horrendous I run away. But he seeks me out, how? I don\'t know but he does. He finds me and then I pay, but I am worthless he says. I deserve these punishments.
Sometimes he makes me blow him or pleasure him in some way before I can even plead for the drugs, one time he beat me up so badly I was in hospital for three weeks. An old woman found me naked in the park whilst walking her dog, he had beaten and raped me until I was unconcious. I still went crawling back.
\"Come crawling back have you?\" he\'ll sneer, he scares me so much I vomit.
\"Why don\'t you go back to your mother?\" doctors, nurses, care workers, strangers ask me all the time. But I can\'t not now, it\'s gone too far. She won\'t want me now that I\'m a junkie. No one will, who would? I\'m worthless.
So I go back for the drugs, the pain goes away when I\'m high it\'s just when it\'s all over I know he\'ll be looking for me again. Wanting me to do things to him, smiling in the knowledge that I will.
Once he brought his obese sister she had teeth missing and smelt like shit. I had to fuck her, it was disgusting she nearly crushedme when she smothered me on the bed. I vomited for the rest of the night after that. But I had to didn\'t I? Because if I didn\'t he would find that pretty girl who worked at the restaurant who I o lio liked to watch so much and break her neck. Not that she would ever want me.
I would crawl back the next time that I wanted a line of cocaine, he loved to rub that in my face as I sucked his dick.
I can hear him coming up the stairs now, he\'s drunk. He\'s laughing, he\'s not alone. There are other men. He\'ll let them rape me, he\'s done it before. He\'ll make me do things to them and he\'ll laugh when I beg him not to make me and he\'ll kick me when I say this is the last time I ask him for drugs. Because it won\'t be. And why not? I deserve it, because I\'m worthless.