She WIll Be Loved

~Andy-The Peasant~

~I don't mind spending everyday, out in the corner in your corner in the pouring rain, look for the girl with the broken smile ask her if she wants to stay a while and she will be loved~

The room was dark and quiet; I was in corner of my closet, hoping he wouldn’t find me locked up in here. My heart was beating so loud my own ears could hear it, I shivered when I thought it was someone else, but found out it was only my heart beat.

But I knew he was coming, he was searching the rooms for me, I could hear him slamming doors and yelling my name, but it wasn’t the name mom had picked out for me it was more along the lines of harsh words that pierce the skin like knifes going through the body.

When my room door opens, I lock up and only my beating heart can be herd. If I were to breath heavy he would find me, if I were to make one tiny little breath he would find me, if I were to move anything around he would find me, if I were to cry he would find me, if I were my heart kept beating like it is, he would surely find me.

He walks slowly into my room, my heart getting louder and louder and I’m begging it to stop beating in my chest. But no matter how hard I tired to quiet it, it only got louder and louder, because I was nervous for another night of nothing but pain and tears.

I hear him throw things around making a huge mess of my room but when he throws something hard at my closet door, a little squeal from me escapes and he stops and looks around, I cover my mouth fast with my own hands but he looks around and then I see him tearing open my other doors I have in my room.

One more door and he’s to me, I can easily run out of my room, but he’ll catch me and take me to a place where demons and monsters are. Where a nightmare of any child’s can come true, a place where no thinks can happen, but it dose happen, but the world doesn’t know that because most people don’t want to share what goes on in the house.

I can see him standing right in front of me, I can hear his breathing is hard and filled with beer, and other drugs that he has injected into his body, another night of fear is coming, and my scream for help is swallowed up by it.

He slowly opens the door, and when he sees me, my heart is frozen and my eyes are filled with fear. He looks at me with s smile on his face that reads “so here you are my little pet.” But his eyes tell it all, for his eyes read “you’ll be punished tonight.”

He grabs me by my shirt collar and rips me out of the closet and slams me on the ground. Taking me by my hair and dragging me into his room. The place where the monsters come alive and make me fear the night and the day. Where the demons laugh at my pain and say they want more when I want it all to stop.

He throws me around the room screaming into my ears, laughing my face, spitting in my face until he can’t stand it anymore. He throws me on his bed and lies right on top of me. He kisses my neck and starts to lick it and bite on it hard.

There is no use to begging for him to stop for if I beg it’ll only get worse. He leans up and kisses my head all over, and then goes lower until he reaches my collar bone and kisses that.

But he can’t resist of his own mind, he strips himself then me and sucks on my hard, I close my eyes tightly as he stuffs sheets into my mouth. My eyes feel with tears as he injects himself in side me and pushes further and further, going deeper and deeper.

The tears fall as he goes in and out hard, he kisses me but I don’t kiss him back and he gets harder and harder. He removes the sheets from my mouth and goes inside of my mouth; I have no choice but to suck on him. He moans in pleaser, I cry in pain and force.

It goes deeper into my mouth until I start to choke and he pulls away, he goes outside and I breathe for a moment but soon find it inside my mouth again. But I can’t hold back what my body dose, I taste my own puke in my mouth but sallow it down knowing he would punish me more if I were to throw up on him.

He takes it out of my mouth I taste air and his taste is still in me, but he tastes gross and I want to throw up. He plunges himself inside me until he can’t go anymore and he kisses me sticking his tongue in my mouth, I taste beer and another drug I don’t even know of.

He twists his tongue with mine but I try hard not to wrap mine around his. I want to throw up but I know I’ll get in trouble, but I can’t hold back the puke. I throw up in his mouth and he spits out off the side of the bed, he looks at me and slap my face to the left and then to right, my cheeks burn with pain.

He goes out of my and then throw me around the room more screaming at me beating me, and then pulls me by the hair and puts me in the bathroom as he screams and tells me things that break my heart but break my soul more.

I hear him stomp out of the house as I sit in there and cry my eyes out, until I have no more tears to cry, until all I have is a dry face that is screaming with pain and eyes that are blood shot red.

Once I know he’s gone, I start the shower to cover up what happened and try to hide all the buries he’s left me with. The shower feels warm; I wish I could feel like that. In fact I haven’t felt warm since the day mom died and dad started doing things mom would never let him do.

When I was 5 he started hitting me and leaving me at home, that went on until I turned 10 he started beating me more and more because he was drunk and was staying out to late with other guys just like him. When I turned 14 he took something from me, something I was saving for someone that made me feel alive, but he took it from me and he combines all three of those things together when I turned 16.

My name is Wind like the invisible voice that you never hear first name Andy I am 17 years old and I am beaten and sexual harassed, the world doesn’t know about me because I keep all this a secret you see, for if I tell the world what happens behind my house doors I’ll be in trouble with daddy, I don’t know what kind of trouble, but I know it will lead to my death. I have thought about doing it, but something in me tells me there is going to be a brighter day ahead.