Alpha Milan

Chapter 5: The great escape!

Jyn

Eight years and nine extra kids later. I have been with my foster parents for eight years and in the midst of that time,they have managed to get nine extra kids in their home.If life wasn't miserable enough,there was twelve kids total living in this damn house!

The only good thing about this s**t storm of a predicament I was in,was that those extra kids meant extra help in doing the grunt work around the house,while the adults did nothing. After believing I was happily settled in with my new family,the social worker stopped coming.

She had believed all of the coerced lies that my foster family made me tell. On her last visit the social worker told me that she was officially off the case after that day, and that she would no longer be able to take me to see my grandmother.

According to her though,my foster mom would be glad to take me on my continued visits.I knew that was a lie,but of course I went along with it.True to what I already knew,the wretched b***h never took me to see her at all. I didn't even know if she was alive or dead.

I prayed that she was ok,and that she knew how much I loved and thought about her,because that's all I could do.Every day at that house was the same.All 12 of us went to school,and had to be straight home afterwords to do chores.

You would think the inside of that house would be brand new as much as we cleaned it.it's like they junked it up on purpose while we were at school,just so we'd have something to do when we got back.

I have done eight years of prison time here,and I had just two more years to go,until I was able to finally be free of this place.

But something happened that made me quickly change my mind.

My foster dad had started looking at me a lot lately. Not a regular look either,but one filled with pure lust.At sixteen,I was the oldest girl in the house. To be so young,I had a body to die for,with my small and extremely perky breasts,tiny waist,and a large rump. I had the body of an adult with the face of a teen. No matter what I looked like though,it gave him no right to look at me as nothing other than a child that they are suppose raise until adulthood.

One night while I was washing off my facial cleanser before bed,I felt someone tightly grip my ass and right boob.I flinched and hurridly wiped my face to see who was touching me."MY f*****g FOSTER FATHER"! I tried to push him away,but his grip was too strong.He told me how beautiful I was and how long he has wanted me.

The bastard actually had the nerve to accuse me of parading myself around to seduce him. I was terrified out of my mind and knew that tonight I was going to be r***d,and nobody was going to save me.

Just before he could do anything further,kendra stepped in,hearing my struggles.

I had had never been happier to see her as much as I was now. My relief quickly died down,when Tony accused me of forcing myself on him,and "dammit to hell if the b***h didn't completely believe him".She dragged me out of the bathroom all while calling me every disgusting word she could think of,like w***e and ungrateful slut.

They beat me that night. They beat me for something I didn't even do. For almost being r***d by her low life husband.By the time they were done,I had a busted lip,bloody nose,and bruises that were hidden under my night clothes.My body was in so much pain.When they were satisfied with their handy work,they left me there in a Ball of pure agony.I slowly got up and made my way to my room.Once in,I realized that it was eleven p.m.

I decided then and there to run away from this torture once and for all.The world can be a scary place,but there was no way that I was staying here to see how much more worse it could get.I know that Tony would never stop trying to f**k me,and that kendra would always take his side,whether she believed him or not.

I packed as much stuff as I could fit into my bag,and changed into some regular clothes and sneakers.I sat there until three a.m. to make sure everyone was fully asleep,then i started to make my move.

I took two thousand dollars from a secret stash they hid behind the TV. I had never stolen from them not once since I've lived with them, but "f**k IT!" They collected checks for each one of us,but hardly ever used it on us anyway.They better be glad I didn't take it all.

Using the front door since it was furthest from the their room,I slowly made my way outside to my freedom.I didn't even look back as I decended the stairs,there was no reason to look back.