Hidden Scars

Episode 1👍

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🌹Natasha🌹

I woke up groggily to the sound of my alarm clock ringing beside me, i reaches over and turned the annoying object off as I sat up still feeling pains all over my body.

Aargh!

My body ached as a result of what that monster did to me yesterday.

I still can't feel my legs.

it hurts so bad.

Sometimes, I wish that I wasn't adopted by the Williams family then maybe I wouldn't have met that asshole, Alan Williams.

Then maybe I wouldn't have been like this. 

Though that means I would still be at that orphanage but it doesn't matter. 

At least , my safety would have still been assured.,

Rather than me living in fear in this house all the rest of my life as long as Alan is alive and is in the same house with me. 

I stood up from my large sized pink bed reluctantly and went to my main room door, limping to get it before locking it shut. 

Then I grabbed my towel before I went to the bathroom. I can not take any chances, who knows, Alan might just come in.

I took my clothes off and stared at myself in the bathroom large sized mirror. I totally looked a mess, my green eyes as usual always depicts sadness which I try to cover up and my blonde hair didn't even have its normal shine.

And my body, i have marks due to the beatings I usually receive from Alan.

I sighed and took my sponge lathering it with soap making sure to scrub every part of my body so as to wash the touch of that monster away from me.

Minutes later, i came out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel. I took off my shower cap and let my blonde wavy hair fall past my shoulders.

I dried my body and applied lotion to my skin. Luckily I always covered the marks I receive with makeup; concealer always do the trick all the time.

My chest started heaving fast when I heard a knock on the door.

Please let it be Mum or Dad, either of them but not him.

A knock came on the door again.

"Darling sister, let me in". Alan's voice sounded through the door.

I breathed heavily as i knew that I'll have to open the door or else my parents are gonna inquire why my doors are closed and I can't tell them that it's because of their son.

They think that Alan and I have a healthy working relationship as brother and sister but they don't know what he does to me very little chance he gets.

I dare not say a thing about it or he will kill me so I've never told anyone about it which kills me inside because I desperately need someone to talk to about all this but I can't or else Dylan will hurt that person.

"Little sister, just let me in". His voice came again.

If I don't let him inside then he's definitely gonna kill me sooner or later and I can't afford for him to beat me up again.

Its the first day of senior year and I can't go to school looking like as if I got run over by a truck.

I held my towel tight as I hesitated before walking towards the door, i took a deep breath before opening it.

Alan came in immediately frowning as he enters the room, he pushed me aside and closed the door shut.

"Why was your door closed?". He asked harshly.

"I umm, was takin .. taking a .. a bath". I stuttered nervously.

"What did I say about closed doors?".

I wish i could defend myself but I can't, the last time I did that I got beaten up badly and the worse thing was that my parents were on a business trip.

It was just Alan and I, he made my life a living hell back then. So thats why I rarely fight back when he does this things to me, i really do not want him to kill me.

He frowns walking towards me as I moved backwards in fright, i eventually hit my legs against the bed.

He trailed his fingers down my arms. "I really want to taste you again".

"Please don't". I sobbed quietly.

He smirked at me. "When do I ever care about what you say?".

He pushed me on the bed as he removed his trousers.

"Alan!!". I protested.

"Just shush". He covered my mouth. "Mum and Dad are here, remember?".

He tried to remove my towel but i held it firmly which earned me a slap. Another slap on my face which makes me go numb.

"Don't make me do this the hard way".

"Alan, please". I begged him.

"Don't you dare try to resist me, Natasha".

He took my hands and held it above my head forcefully. I hate it when he calls my name with his filthy mouth. I wish i can just kill him with my bare hands.

"We both know you want this". He said lowering his lips to my body.

I stared murderously at him, if only my eyes alone can kill him.

I closed my eyes trying to make everything go away, trying to make him go away but that never happens.

I wish I had a normal life and got adopted into a better family. My adopted parents are the best and they care for me but their jerk of a son is the complete opposite.

I bit my lips so as not to cry because it would only make him angry and I can't take that chance.

After he did what he had to do, he stood up from the bed and gave me a smirk before leaving my room.

I sat up and hugged my knees to my chest crying, when will all this torture end? To him, i'm like a toy to him which he treated anyhow he wanted, life is cruel for me.

I'm no longer the girl i used to be, although i was still beautiful but i never saw myself as that.

I have scars on my skin in hidden places, my heart was hurting.

I stood up with tears still plastered on my face. I went back to the bathroom and splashed water on my face hoping that would clear everything.

I took another bath, this time scrubbing my body even harder. I can't help it.

Alan disgusts me.

I sighed walking back to my room, i went to  my drawer and fetched some pills from the bottle. I swallowed the pills and hid it back in the drawer closing it.

I always take contraceptive pills whenever Alan does these things to me. I can't risk having a child while being a teenager and victim of rape.

I walked to my wardrobe searching for the right clothes to wear.

I decided on black undies then Green long sleeved shirt, black leggings and black low cut vans. I always make sure to wear long sleeved shirts so as to cover my bruises.

I faced my bedside mirror, i glanced at my face contemplating on whether to put on makeup or not.

Nah!! I look okay like this.

I just brushed my wavy blonde hair so it tumbles past my shoulders. I put a little blush on my cheeks and smiled in the mirror.

My green long sleeved shirt matching with my forest green eyes. I smiled again, at least let me be happy for once.

I picked my backpack and shoved most of my writing materials in it before wearing it over my shoulder and went out of my room.

I walked down the stairs slowly before getting to the down. I walked to the dining room and met my parents setting up the table.

"Good morning, Mum, Dad". I greeted.

"Good morning baby, have a seat".

I took a seat at the dining table and she placed my breakfast in front of me.

Pancakes dripping with batter filled sugary coating and maple syrup.

"Thanks Mum". I smiled at her.

She sat at the dining table along with my Dad. I watched them as they gave each other love glances.

Sometimes, they would forget where they are by just staring at each other eyes. Their love is strong but it also made them blind to what their stupid son grew up to be.

Dad dropped his fork. "Where's Alan?".

"He is late for family breakfast". My Mum added. "Tasha, sweetie, please go call your brother".

My throat tightened as they said that, i took my glass of water on the table gulping it down quickly.

"Is everything alright?". Mum asked looking at me.

There's no way i'm going up there to call Alan. What if he does something to me again?

"Good morning".

I heaved a sigh of relief as Alan sat down at the table. Thankfully, i'm not alone with him.

"Why did you take long?". Dad questioned.

"I had to finish up school work".

Liar!!

Dad nodded in response and focused his attention on Mum as they continue their love staring.

I forked a bite out the pancake as I glared at Alan. Gosh!! I hate him so much.

No one knows about the facade he puts on. The real Alan Williams does a lot of bad stuffs, he even takes drugs.

But at school, he acts like an angel who does his school and is always attentive in class. Everyone thinks he's some intelligent champ but the truth is he has someone who does his assignments for him.

There's more to Alan Williams that students at school don't know. They think that I'm lucky to have a brother like him, even girls drool over him.

Whats worth drooling for in him? His nasty attitude or the fact that his whole existence was a mistake.

"So what did you guys talk about this morning?". Mum asked jolting into my thoughts.

Alan stopped eating. "This morning?".

"Yeah I heard when you went into Tasha's room".

Busted, I hope they figure everything out already. I'm dying of silence.

"She wanted my help with her school work". Alan lied.

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TBC

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