Finding you...

-a 1D fanfic-
Jestina Maison is a 18 year old girl living an amazingly hard life...
her mother had passed away in a brutal car accident when Jestina was only 4 years old.
Now she has to deal with everyday struggles that no teenager should ever have to go through. Her abusive father will do whatever he can to make sure Jestina dosen't get what she wants or needs.
One day she just couldn't take it anymore so she....


2. He did it

Dave's POV

I felt no sorrow for the 14 years of abuse I have put Jestina through, what I just did to her was nothing compared what I've done to her sometimes, I've cut her stomach right open and i've cracked her skull right open but never any sexual harassment...yet...

I make my way down one flight of stairs until i reach the large metal door with about six locks, I don't want my 'precious' Jestina to escape now would I? I simply yelled "JESTINA!" and I got no answer back, I tried once more but now and I was angry that she wouldn't answer me " JEEEEESSSSSTTTIIIINNNNNAAA!", still, no answer.

Okay NOW I was pissed off, That little bitch better answer me next time, I honestly don't care what happened to her, she knows its her job to be attentive whenever I need her. I walk down the flight of stairs and see her sleeping on her bed. "JESTINA YOU SLUTBAG WAKE UP!" I screamed in her ear. still, no answer... I thought I would make this bitch useful to me so what I did next was something I've wanted to do for a long time now and  I finally had my chance.

 I picked up her lifeless body up the stairs and brought her to the guest bedroom. I threw her down on the bed hopes that she would wake up so she could experience this next 'action' but she didn't and I couldn't care less honestly. I handcuffed her arms and legs to the posts of the bed and thought to myself  "this is going to be gooooood". I riped off her Blue jean short shorts and her T-shirt the was covered in blood, her lifeless body lay there in bra and underwere  I ripped those off also and then I did it, I raped her.

After about 3 long hours I decide that was enough for now so I uncuffed her and brought her naked body back to her room and threw her against the yoga mat, her head hit the concrete and I heard a small but noticible cracking noise, I let out a chuckle and headed to the door but before I left I took my pocket knife and carved my name right across her stomach. I left the room feeling satisfied of my amazing work.

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