Isabella's POV:

Trigger warning!! Abuse ahead. If you want you can skip it. I will mark the end.

I suddenly fall on the floor and realized that David backhanded me. My cheek was throbbing and surely it will bruise. He kicked me in the stomach and ribs multiple times. Suddenly Vanessa butted in with fake tears and innocent look on her face, "Daddy she was also flirting with Mr. Knight and his brother Nathaniel." I shook my head in negative but it was vain. God! I didn't even talk to Mr. Knight!

If he was furious before then this added fuel to his anger. He dragged me by my hair into the dungeon. My eyes widened. "Not there please!" I screamed but Veronica slapped me and spat, "Shut up bitch! you are just like your mother opening your legs without thinking just for money and dick. You should have died with your useless parents." In mean time, David took out his belt and I shrink back in fear but I couldn't because two witches were holding me up.

First smack is always the difficult one. I cried out as it came into the contact with my back. "Now because of you I lost time to arrange twenty millions so I will hit you twenty times and with belt and then with my whip," my uncle roared and started hitting me. After he was done with the belt, I was panting and crying. He started with the whip hitting my arms, legs and back. I don't know how I am still conscious. He throws me at the wall, making my head hit. I can feel blood trickling from my head.

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All three of them leave the room going God knows where. I limp into my room. I see my reflection and a sob escapes my lips. Blood was dripping from my forehead to cheeks to neck, my eyes are bloodshot from crying, my cheek started bruising and has fingerprints, my neck is battered with bruises due to chokehold.
I remove my clothes and see my back is battered with bruises from belt and whips. They are in different stages of healing. I have a long scar in the side. He did it with broken beer bottle for disobeying him.

Tears welt in my eyes thinking how pathetic and weak I became in last 13 years by giving myself to these monsters. I wish my parents were still alive and tell me that everything would be okay. Maybe if they were alive I wouldn't be going through all this, maybe things would be different. But they left me alone.

Wiping my tears I go into the shower and let out a hiss when water touches the bruises but I manage to take shower and attend my bruises. The welts in back were a little difficult but I managed to apply the ointment and go to bed. I cried myself to sleep, clutching my mom's necklace in my hands.

I wake up again screaming and sweating from another nightmare. I blow out a breath and glance at the clock. It's still 4 in the morning and I know I won't be able to sleep again so I just stare at the ceiling without moving because my ribs and back hurts like hell.

As my alarm goes off at the regular time I shut it off and slowly get up. I limp towards the bathroom. I do my business and take some painkillers. I dress in a loose brown turtleneck jumper so that it hides my bruises and doesn't irritate them. I prepare some breakfast for them and go out of the house. I don't want to face them. It is still early for work so I take a stroll in the nearby park. Around 9 I go to the café for my shift.

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