Chapter 2

Luna Pov

It's been six hellish years since Robbie killed my mother right in front of me. I might sound crazy but I miss her I rather she was here than him.

After the murder and assault, Robbie made me dig a hole in the backyard and he threw my mother inside. He told me that I helped him kill her and if I ever told anyone I would find myself buried next to her.

Robbie then spread false rumors around and made it seem like my mother ran away leaving me behind. He played the pitiful abandoned husband role to the neighbors well.

I was so messed up mentally and physically that I think I blocked a lot of that night out. I remember trying to run away that same night because how could I stay with a killer? But I was caught, assaulted, beaten, and chained to my room floor.

He made sure to break me well so I wouldn't want to escape again.

Robbie knew I had never been outside before so he would use it against me. He says scary things about what can happen outside, things worse than himself. It worked because I didn't try to leave anymore after I turned fourteen.

He would say things like.

"Dumb whores like you wouldn't last a second outside you're too stupid for the world".

"How can an illiterate bastard survive without me huh? I'm the one who feeds you and takes care of you"!

"You have no money, no one loves you! So you would have to sell that pretty little body of yours and you're already broken in so you shouldn't feel ashamed right"?

Words cannot describe my fear and hatred for this man.

Every day he would remind me of how much I needed him and I slowly started to believe him. He is the the man of the house I have to follow his orders.

Right now I am currently looking out the window waiting to see anything or anyone exciting. Until I heard Robbie yelling my name from downstairs.

"Bitch get your ass down here NOW"! I hear him scream.

I scurry as fast as I can downstairs trying not to collapse from the previous beating that still weighed heavy on my body.

Robbie doesn't like me to speak and honestly, I don't like speaking to him either so it's mostly him screaming and me nodding.

"Look here you dumb brat I'm so sick of you! Can't you do anything right "?! He throws a shirt at me and I can see it's slightly wrinkled. I know I ironed it correctly and he must've wrinkled it himself and just wants to blame me.

I bow deeply emphasizing my sincere apology. I found out that when I beg or show "respect" he's less mean.

"I- I will f-fix it s-sir," I say with my head bowed down looking at the floor.

BAM

I fly backward from a kick to the stomach it hurts so much that I think I'm going to hurl.

"It should've been right from the beginning you stupid bitch! I have important business tonight I expect everything to be perfect"! He spat as he grabbed my hair and started to drag me across the carpet.

"P-please sir.. I won't do it again please forgive me"! I plead to him because I know what's coming and I hate it.

Ever since Robbie killed my mother he's become even more of a monster and the treatment I endured before seemed like a paradise I reminisce on.

Starvation, assaults on a daily, torture of unspeakable acts with knives, fire, water, and many more I can barely recall. But the one that gets me the most is his "special games". Which is done down in the cold smelly basement of the house.

He drags my body down the stairs still holding onto my hair not caring that my already bruised body is hitting every step along the way. He then throws me to the floor making my head bounce off the pavement. I lay there feeling the blood run down my forehead I can hear the metal clanking as I slowly await the game.

"Stop being dramatic and get the fuck up and take your clothes off" he growls out.

I slowly rise to my feet then undress and make my way to the "Wheel".

Let me explain.

One of the games Robbie loves to play is a game I named "Wheel Of Doom" so I lay down naked on a big wheel while Robbie tied my arms and legs. Once I'm tied up he pulls the wheel up and spins it around and around.

Sometimes I get so dizzy I throw up but that's not the worst part though. Robbie throws knives at me trying to hit the targets around me but of course, he misses and he misses often.

The first time we played I was maybe twelve or so and I was so scared I peed myself and fainted before I could see where the knife landed. When I woke up I was in so much pain he had missed a few targets and I was stabbed in my arm, stomach, and leg. I was so scared I tried my best to be good but it seemed like I always ended up here.

"If you scream you know what will happen right"? He says.

I nod.

These games started immediately after my mother's murder and I soon learned that Robbie loved to play mind games as well. Even though he said not to scream he wants me to because if I don't he'll hurt me more until I have no choice but to scream.

He takes one hand and in one big motion he spins the wheel my eyes can't adjust quickly enough to the spinning room and I quickly become dizzy but I can hear Robbie shuffling through the knives.

"I'm feeling lucky tonight, let's hope you're lucky too". He says and I crumble at his words because I've never been lucky in my entire life.

As soon as he says that I try to focus my eyes so I can see the knife and possibly dodge it but I'm too late and it grazes my side causing me to wince in pain. I look down to see the knife stuck into the wooden wheel with my blood dripping down it. Soon three more knives are thrown and one of the three stabs me in the thigh and its deep but I can't scream.

"Ughhh" I gritted my teeth so hard I bit my tongue tasting the all-so-familiar metallic taste.

Robbie stalks over to me and I swear his eyes are black and his mouth is drooling.

When he's standing directly in front of me I immediately cast my eyes down "I hate his face, I hate it! I hate it"! I scream in my head.

Soon he has his hand on the handle of the knife that's stuck in my thigh and I hoped he would just yank it out but like I said earlier I've never been lucky in my life.

He begins to push and twist the knife deeper into me my eyes widen with shock and pain as I continue to bite down on my tongue trying to suppress my screams.

Robbie grabs my face tightly in his free hand bringing it too close to his face.

"Scream you little bitch"! He spits in my face.

I snatch my face away refusing to give him any satisfaction, Sometimes I get spurts of courage and dare to disobey him and I've regretted it every time.

"SMACK" My face swung to the side, blood trickling from my lip and already bitten-up tongue I could hear the impact echo through the basement.

"I SAID SCREAM BITCH"! He then goes back to the table and grabs another knife.

"N-oo stop it I-m so-sorryy" I whimper out not realizing how weak I am from the blood loss.

"I'll make you scream bitch". He said as he rushed back to me and lunged another knife into my other thigh. The impact was too much for me and I let out an agonizing scream ultimately submitting to the pain. I didn't care that I was giving him exactly what he wanted I just wanted him to stop.

He then pulled both knives out of my legs without mercy.

"AHHHHHHHHH"!

I screamed out again because his pulling them out hurt more than when he put them in.

He began to trace my body with his bloody hands it felt gross his touch instantly made my skin crawl and every hair on my body stood up. He gripped my face hard planting his stinky mouth onto mine his breath smelled like day-old garbage, cigarettes, and alcohol.

I shut my eyes as tight as I could My body was so tense that I could pop a muscle, and when I heard his pants drop I knew the worst was to come.

"You're just a whore just like your mother! You're mine forever"! he growled into my ear as he entered me with a powerful force I couldn't help but yelp at the pressure and pain he caused.

It felt like the the violation went on for hours until he was satisfied the basement didn't have windows so it was no telling how long I'd been down here.

"Pl-ease Sir.. let me go". I begged him I don't know how much more of this I can take.

"You think I'm done with you? Oh please we're just starting the fun".

The basement went ice cold The only thought that ran through my mind at that moment was... "He's finally going to kill me too".

He grabbed a whip and I shuddered when I saw it because it's no ordinary whip it has little thorns on it so when it makes contact with my skin it splits it open even more. I know this because when he first started these "fun games" the old whip hurt bad but this one was ten times worse.

Robbie crept up to me again and without a second thought he raised his hand and whipped my body sadly he found out that I could count and now he makes me count aloud as he whips me he calls this the counting game.

"COUNT BITCH! Since you're so smart"! He yells out.

I muster up the little voice I have and obey his command.

1

SMACK

2

SMACK

"I don't want to scream anymore but everything hurts so badly"!

3

SMACK

"AH"! I finally let out the loudest scream

"Yeah that's right scream you little bitch! You look so fucking pathetic and disgusting". He said still hitting me.

I hear many loud and heavy steps above me.

"Am I hallucinating again"? I thought to myself. Sometimes when things get too bad my mind drifts off and I see things that aren't there.

Of course, at first, I didn't know I was hallucinating until one day I was having a really bad episode I was seeing my mother and talking to her when Robbie caught me and beat me for being "crazy" and saying that I was talking to myself like a lunatic.

The footsteps got louder and closer but it seemed like I was the only one to hear them because Robbie didn't stop his attack.

"Yes, of course, it's just in my head, I'm crazy".

Robbie suddenly stopped whipping me and quickly went to the door like he was trying to hear something.

Just then the door swung open revealing several men all dressed in the same clothing they had big metal things in their hands and they pointed them at Robbie while yelling.

"DROP THE WEAPON AND GET ON YOUR KNEES NOW"!

I was shocked at the level of their voice I was shaking and crying as I bleed out still naked and tied up to the wheel.

One of the men pushed Robbie down to the ground and put his hands behind his back locking them in place with handcuffs.

I know what they are because Robbie used them on me many times.

I then started to fear these men more, "Will they lock my hands up too"? I thought.

"You are under arrest for child abuse," the man in blue said.

Another man in the blue clothes saw me and his eyes looked.. different I don't know how to explain it since the only eyes I've ever seen were Robbie's and my mother and their eyes always held anger and disgust. Not wanting to anger him I quickly look away but I can see his feet slowly approaching me.

"Please don't come, please don't come" I manage to whimper out as I shut my eyes tight.

"My god! What has he done to you?! Dear I'm a police officer and I'm here to help you.. the neighbors heard your screams and called the police. I'm going to come closer and get you down from there is that alright"? He says to me in a soft voice, a voice I've never heard before other the Anna my friend from when I was six She had a soft voice.

I do want to be untied but my paranoia creeps in.

"What if it's a trick and it's all apart of Robbie's plan to see if I'll tell"? I think to myself but my thoughts are interpreted by the blue-dressed man.

"My name is Officer Quinn, I promise I won't hurt you, we are here to help you. I'm going to come closer and untie you now okay"?

I think about it but I don't know these men They just stormed in and they even took down Robbie, What will they do to me? He doesn't wait for me to respond this time as he slowly approaches me and I close my eyes and begin to panic not knowing what's going on.

"It's alright, it's alright I'm untying you now see," He says.

I open one eye and see one of my arms unloose I quickly bring it over myself covering my naked battered body.

Sir Quinn, I think his name was took off his jacket covered me, and continued to untie me helping me to the ground in the process. Before I could get my thoughts together Robbie's voice boomed through the basement shaking me to my core.

"I WON'T GO TO JAIL BECAUSE OF THAT WORTHLESS BITCH! SHE'S NOT WORTH MY LIFE! I DID NOTHING WRONG! SHE'S MY CHILD I CAN TREAT HER HOWEVER I WANT"!

The other men tackled Robbie pushing him out of the basement as he screamed and yelled. Everything was happening too fast and I couldn't understand I felt myself becoming heavy like someone was sitting on my chest.

My breathing was uneven and my vision was blurry the last thing I saw before closing my eyes was Sir Quinn catching me.