Chapter 1

The first It has been a month and a half since her parent’s device. Amy’s now 16 years old and a high school sophomore. Still living with her abusive father Chase Sinclaire. Her goal is to graduate a little early so that she can leave that hell hole of a house and away from her father. So to achieve her goal, she studied hard, took some extra classes, even found herself a job at a small cafe and some other jobs. Just to stay away from that monster of a father. Some days she is lucky because he’s not at home. She knew that he would be at a bar or he’s screwing some slut somewhere. I didn’t even care what he does or who he’s with.  As long as I am not around him. Amy believes in love at first sight. But after seeing her mother's face, as tears ran through her cheeks, she caught my husband having sex with another woman. So Amy made up her mind and closed her heart. So that something like that never happened to her. 

Amy, I know that my mom wants me to believe, that love is a special thing in a couple's relationship, I don't see it. Because of my father, I will never fall in love anymore. But why do...maybe am imagining things.

So I brushed off the negative thought, and start preparing for school. SAT is around the corner, finals as well. Like Damn! After I graduate from school, maybe I'll found my dream job someday. And move out. 

*2 minutes later*

I've reached school, and headed straight to the library to study, for my upcoming exams. Am smiling to myself ear to ear, cause I know am going to pass with flying colors.

{1 Bell Ring}

I have first-period Math AP with Mr. Clay, he's strict but a great teacher. He once failed a student for cheating on a quiz he gave us two weeks ago. Anyway, we entered the classroom and taken our seats.

*Bell ring*

Make sure you do your homework from pages 134-167. It does next week Thursday, also make you study those pages cause you a test on plus it's a major grade. After his finished announcement, we went to our next class.

*Last bell*

finally, school is over, and SAT is coming up this weekend.  I need to study hard and pass. Thank goodness he's not back from wherever he is, cause if he here no way in hell I would study. He either send me to buy him alcohol or he beats me until am injured or hospitalized for a week.

*5mintues later*

I checked my clock it was past midnight. That's enough studying for today. 

{Loud thud} Shit! He's home! No, no, no, no, no, no! What am I going to do now? Am fucking scared right now. I hid in the bathroom and covered my mouth.

(Dad) Amy! 

I heard my dad calling my name. But refuse to answer it.

( Dad) Amy! You stupid bitch! I know can hear me. 

{ Foot steps}

I heard him coming up the stairs now. Am truly a terrier at this moment. My heartbeat started to beat fast, no place to hid or run. 

Until………

He kicked in my bedroom door, he searched for me in the closet and under my bed, please don't let him check the bathroom. God, please!

But it was too late for me. He kicked in my bathroom door, and he smirked at me, like "you can't run from me you whore." Then he grabbed me by hair. {Amy screaming 😱} let me go. Let me go. He slapped me so hard that I saw stars. Before I knew it I fainted. 

* a few minutes later* 

What the... Dad, please don't this again. Am begging you. He covered my mouth and continued to rape me, he didn't stop until he was satisfied. I lost all my strength, confidence, my virginity, and my pride as a woman. I felt dirty, no amount of bath can wash the filth away.