Hi i'm Victoria and this is a fictional story i have been writing for a long time and i want to share it with people. I will be posting all the chapters one by one from the very beginning. As this is a blog newer chapters will be at the top and older ones will be lower down, however they are all numbered so i hope it shouldn't be too hard to find you're way around. I would also like to mention that i am mildly dyslexic so my spelling and grammer can be a bit off even though i try my best.
Friday, 18 May 2012
Chapter 157 : The devil in me
Oh sweetheart, I
am so sorry.” Emmet said gently
taking one of my hands to help me back up into a seating position. I wrapped
the towel around myself closer and chewed on one of the corners keeping my eyes
fixed upon the diamond pattered floor; I did not want to see the judgment on
his face, just in case he was judging me.
It’s Ok,” I said in barely more than a whisper, “I deserved it, I was a bad kid, I tried to do things right but always
failed. He told me that no one could ever love me, that I should be thrilled
that people would pay to come and see me.”
“People paid?” Emmet asked confused, the horror plain in his
voice now.
“Sometimes, he said
he spent too much money on me. I cost too much to feed and clothe, that I had
to make some money. So a few people paid to come and see him do stuff to me, and
they could request things that they wanted. If they paid more they could do
stuff to me too while the others masturbated and if they paid a lot more they
could come over in private. It was almost
like he rented me out to people.
Did your mother know?” Emmet asked his voice sounding appalled at
what he was hearing. I knew what I was
saying was wrong and that this didn’t happen to normal children but still I couldn’t help think his disgust was with me; after all
I blamed myself whole heartedly for everything that had happened. I should have
tried harder. I could have been better.
“Don’t hate me; please don’t think too badly of me Emmet. I know I was a
bad girl and I should of tried harder, but please don’t hate me.” I squeaked letting the tears shine in my eyes and for the first time I
looked into his. I lost too many people, I scared them away and now I would
lose him to, I should have kept my mouth shut, they were right.
" Oh honey,” Emmet said taking in a sharp intake of breath
before reaching out and taking my hand, squeezing it tightly in his. “This is not your fault, you have to listen to
me and trust me now. What happened to you was an abomination, absolutely
unacceptable in any circumstance and absolutely not your fault. You were just a
little girl and you were abused in a vile and despicable way. You have done
nothing wrong and you have been so brave telling me.”
“I must have
though. “ I said confused
the tears coming down over my cheeks in thick streaks now, “he never did it to
Arabella, don’t get me wrong I
am glad about that, but he said he didn’t because she was a good girl. That she
didn’t have the devil in her. That she made him proud. I tried to be a good
girl Emmet, but I never was, that’s
why I need to die, because I’ll never be good
enough.” I whispered big tears rolling down over my face.
Mi. Listen to me
honey.” Emmet said gently
cupping his hand around my face so he could look at me in the eyes. They were
piercing and made me shiver.
“Emmet don’t.” I said softly as I tried to look back at the floor however he pulled my
face back up to look at him.
You need to listen
to me Ok. What happened to you is not your fault. You did nothing wrong, no six
year old is evil. You were an innocent little girl that was betrayed and abused
in the most despicable and disgusting way there can be. Now you said you can
trust me. So believe me now even if you
never trust me on anything again. You have done nothing wrong.”
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