TRIGGER WARNING. SENSITIVE CONTENT. DON'T READ IF YOU HAVE GONE THROUGH A SIMILAR SITUATION OF s****l ABUSE.
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"Dossy..." His voice called out for me and I just shook under the bed. Hiding from his sick games.
He tried to sound soft but all I wanted to do was to puke at his attempt to be polite just for me to fall for his game once again come out right in his hands.
I played enough to know what he had in mind. He wanted to taint me. He never had good intentions towards me, but ill and his actions always portrayed what he had in his heart.
I hated him. I loathed his existence. He made me hate my body. Why did I grow so early? My body changed so much, my chest grew and so did my hips and I stretched. I hated it, I hated it so much. I used to cry all night in my bed silently, pleading
