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9 GLIMPSE OF MY PAST

Sorry this is coming a day late I was busy. So here is the updated.

Warning: the next secne contains violence and s****l abuse.if you aren't comfortable reading it you can skip it to where I indicated the end of it.

Flashback:

'Please don't do that to me' I beg the guy who was walking towards me with a monstrous look on his face. I continue crying, I can't go through this again, if I don't run he will kill me. As I turn to run away from the approaching figure, he grabbed me by my hair which I tied in ponytail.

'Get back you you fatty brat' he said using my hair to pull me closer.

'Please Steve' I whispered in pain has the grip on my hair tighten. He laughed in a maniac way and said.

"Who do you think you are, I own you and can do whatever I what with you".

I whined in pain as he continues to drag me up his house stairs till we got to his room, he flung me on top of his bed which result to my head hitting the wooden on the bed edge. I placed my hands on the affected place, by the time I pull my hand, I saw the top if my fingers covered in blood. I sob softly,I don't want him to hear my tears.

Steve open my leg wide,I begin to sob loudly shaking my head and kicking him with my leg. He slapped me across the face as he look at me in disgust.

"No,no please Steve don't do this to me,I'm not ready for this please Steve, my mother will be worried please let me go".I said he look into my eyes and burst into laughter.

"I call your mother and told her you won't be coming home tonight and you know your mother believes me". He said before put his lips on mine before he starts grinding his groin on mine using his two hands to press my boobs.

Silently without him noticing I grabbed the TV remote control and continuously smack it at the back of his head. I know it can't do any harm but it cut him off guard,seeing this small opening I jumped down from his bed racing down the stairs.

"You will regret ever doing this Aubree" I heard his voice with the bang of his room door...

End of flashback it safe to read now.....

"No,no,I need to escape,I can't let him get me".I mutter this out as I woke up from my dream but it is a memory, my heart is beating very fast. I held my breath and counted one to five before calm down,I took the bottle of water on my bedside table and drink from it.

My nightmare has become persistent,I open the drawer and brought out my sleeping pill container. s**t this is the last pill, I thought to my self. I took the pill before lying back on my bed.

Actually the memory I just dreamt about was one of many I have had and guess what I didn't escape from Steve that night,he caught me before I could run out of the house, he molested me that night,he didn't r**e we but he made me put my mouth round his c**k until he c*m before he discard me like a paper.he told me to spend the night in his sitting room.

I met Steve when I was thirteen years old as at that time my brother was nineteen.At eighteen my brother started coming back to my birthday place which he disguise as military to me.

It was the next year he brought Steve along with him to New York as his friend,on seeing Steve I had a massive crush on him,he was so sweet and funny. He was also very muscular, he was like every teenager girl fantasy he had tattoos, even my best friends fan girl about him.

I continue to his my feelings when ever he's around I will run to my friend's house till he left our house. I did this for two year until my girlfriends told me to man up and write a letter to him. If I could predict the future I wouldn't have written that letter.

At age fifteen I wrote Steve a letter telling him how long I have had a crush on him and how I would like for us to be more closer. As at that time Steve was twenty one and I know he wouldn't want to get involved with me because I'm underage but I wrote in the letter that I would keep our relationship secret from my brother and anyone. I put the letter in his coat the night he came to our house for dinner.

On one of the school Steve came to pick me up I was fidgeting,I was so sure that he has read my letter, he told me he read my letter when we entered his car as he drives me home. He told me he liked every since he saw me,I was blushing like crazy but he said he won't be able to have an affair with me because of my age,I immediately told him my age doesn't matter that I loved him and will keep our relationship a secret. After much pressure from me he finally gave in. I remembered we shared a kiss before I got down from his car. I started missing school to go out with him, and we became more close, mother took this as I've overcome my fear of running away from him, my friends were very happy. The only one not happy was my brother, as at that time he introduced Helen to me as the lady he loves. My brother called me out on my familiarity with is friend but I told him I and Steve were just friends nothing attached.

Things went down south when Steve visited New York without Dalton,I was sixteen at that time. I was happy because my brother won't be around to breath down our neck. I joy was short live as I begin to receive abuse from Steve. It start with abusive words from Steve, like I'm too fat,why do I eat like a glutton, he is the only one for me because I was ugly and no one loves ugly and fatty people. He said more words than this.

Gradually I begin to lose my self confidence,I ate less just to burn fat,jog every morning, I even started eating more of vegetables and fruits. As if the insult wasn't giving him the satisfaction he desires he started slapping me for every small mistake I did.

The beating start one night at his apartment, we were watching movies when he suddenly slapped me,I was stunned and was forced to question why he treats me like a garbage,I told him I would leave him if he continues treating me that way. I thought threatening him that I would leave would make things better,but it made things worse instead. He punched me that night because I challenge his authority over me and said I don't have the right to tell him I was done with our relationship.

The abuse continues for six month before he suddenly disappear from New York,the first two months I was so scaried to move on but when I saw he wasn't coming back I started living my life but I still experience the aftermath of his abuse. Even when my brother came home I didn't ask about Steve whereabout.

Now that I know this town is the military camp my brother do come to, I'm so afraid that I will soon be meeting with my nightmare.

As of now I'm yet to meet with him and I pray it remains that way...

Author note:

So you guys have a glimpse of what happened in Bree past,the monster she was fighting.Even before know about her monster mate, Bree has dated a monster.

I pray Steve don't appear soon to torment Bree again?

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