Secrets, Lies & Love

Sutton is a normal girl...When her parents die, she goes to her only family she has, her uncle. I know what you're thinking her uncle. Can't be bad...It's Simon Cowell. I know, well she begs him for a party, and well, she gets it. His clients One Direction show up,. and one starts to fall for her. But when Mr.Cowell comes in the way they keep their love hidden, and secrets form, but as new lies and secrets form, something starts to break...


44. Escaping.

Sutton's P.O.V

    Charles raped me again, and I had more cuts. I was so bruised from him beating me. The worse part was he did it infront of my dad, and dad didn't do anything. Charles went to bed, still leaving his phone, dumb ass, and Walt never woke up. Dad was watching T.V and I was by the fire again.

    I looked over at my dad and he was staring at me. "What?" I hissed at him. "You are my beautiful baby girl." He smiled almost crying. "Shut up! You let them touch, and rape me like that. Shut the hell up." I said looking at the fire again. "Do you have a boyfriend?" He asked me. I rolled my eyes and paused. "No." I whispered. "None?" He asked again. "NO?!" I shouted. "You are that beautiful and don't have one. I'm glad my baby girl doesn't have a bf." He laughed. "Don't." I looked at him sitting on the chair. He looked me over. "What?" He asked acting innocent. "Trying to be a dad. You're not my dad. You're not a father figure to me. Simon is." I was getting annoyed. "You think I like this chair? I wanna sit in this chair and watch my daughter get raped?" He asked me. I shrugged my shoulders. "I am chained here." He lifted his hands and he really was. I just looked at him. "So." I glared at him. "So you act like this is my fault." He snapped at me. "You know what? I am going to kill myself." I whispered. "Excuse me?" He asked me in a fatherly way. "I am killing myself. This is tourture. I can't keep up like this. I can't." I gasped every word out seperatly. "You know what?" He asked me. "You are strong. Someone is going to come for you." He smiled. "All my friends are gone." I whispered while a tear fell down my cheek. I looked at the fire and thought abou the boys and El and Dani...


      I woke up, it was dark and it was silent. Dad was asleep but the T.V was on. I walked quietly to the couch, an I grabbed some couch pillows and another blanket...I was cold, this place was like an old building, no one could ever live in. Ever! There was no food, and I was starving....This is so hard..


  It's been a week and a half. Why has no one came for me. I can barely move I am in so much pain. I can't move barely. They are beating me so hard and they yare hurting me so badly. Nothing hurts worse than a whip they have. It's about 3 inches long and hurts like a million bee stings. and it hurts. I had bruises and cuts all over me. I don't even look the same, tonight I am planning to kill myself. I can't do anything without Zayn. I can't sope with this. Like this..


    It's been a couple of hours and Charles got a call. "Hello? Huh? She's not here. I don't know a Sutton." Then he hung up. "Why are people calling for you? A little boys named Zayn." He snapped at me, then he took the blade across my skin sliding it lightly. That's my punishment. They feed me every 3 days, and it's so I don't get fat, I drink water a lot, well twice everyday. But I feel like shit. I was still wrapped in that blanket. "Go to bed." Walt smacked my head against the ground. "Fucking ass." I shouted at him. "What? Is that your mouth again?" He asked pulling me to stand by grabbing my hair. "Is that this?" He asked slapping my mouth with the whip, and it stung like hell. "Douche." I spit at him. "Fiesty one here." He kissed my neck. "Nasty ass get off me!" I puched him off me. Then he slapped me with the whip by my eye. I winced in pain and fell to the ground when he let go of my hair. I hit the ground and wanted to cry but held it back. I was bloddy and nasty. "Good night." He slammed his door shut. Charles was fast asleep already, and dad was asleep. I walked to the kitchen slowly. I was escaping tonight....No one was coming, nothing was happening...I couldn't do anything. I was getting out myself.

    I checked the clock and it was 3am. I grabbed the blanket and wrapped it around me. I looked at my dad sleeping, and woke him up. "Dad!" I slapped him across the face. "What?" He asked annoyed. "We are escaping. Come on. I unchained you." I gasped. He smiled. "Let's go." He said then opened a window. I climbed out of it, and it felt good to breathe air...Real fresh air...So nice. I looked at my dad who was behin me. "Go!" He shouted "Was that you who called me telling me to run?" I asked him. He nodded. "I warned you." He laughed quietly.

    We walked a little ways, and my feet were bleeding from the branches on the cold, muddy ground and I was scared..."Dad?" I asked shushing him. I heard a noise. He stopped walking. I felt a major pain in my stomach. I couldn't see a thing. I was gasping for air and I felt like I couldn't breathe. "Think you could run?" Charles asked. I knew what he did. He stabbed me in the stomach. I fell to the ground in pain. "Help!" I gasped out loud. "Dad get help!" I shoed him away. I felt Charles come to the ground. "Thought this would work?" He asked, and I nodded. I saw my dad running. "He won't do anything. Walt's after him." He grabbed me bridal style. "Come on. You have punishment at hime." He said carrying me...I felt the pain pierce my body, and I was out.


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