Broken Pieces by L. S. (best thriller novels of all time txt) 📖

and put his hand on my leg I immediately reacted like I was burned.

"Stay away from me" I screamed as I removed his hand, still shaking.

He smirked and grabbed my arms. I felt his tight grip that it felt like my bones are going to break any second.

"Oh, you are shaking! I like it when you are shaking" he teased.

I tried to fight back but he punches me in the stomach that I lost all my energy in pain. He started to kiss my neck while my tears are flowing non-stop, I am shaking and trembling at the same time.

"Please Dan, no!" I whispered

But it seems like he is not hearing me he just continue to do what he's doing, I closed my eyes, as usual he won again, it's useless to fight back, he'll just beat me to death and as usual no one will help me, no one will save me.

Daniel or Dan is my mother's husband; obviously he's not my father. My biological father died in Iraq when I was five, I barely remember what he looks like but what I know is that he loved me so much. My mom re-married when I was thirteen. Dan was like the father I never had when he first moved in to our town, he drives me from and to my school. The whole neighborhood loves him and he really knows how to deal with people. He's known in helping people in the community. We had the perfect family, until one day everything changes.

One Tuesday afternoon, I was wondering why he didn't pick me up at school, so I came home and found him smoking pot, with my mom beside him unconscious. I was so mad at him for letting my mom take drugs and that was the first time that he laid his hands on me and worst of all he took my virginity right beside where my mom was lying.

In just one blink he changed, he became a monster, a devil, I saw the real him, and I found out that all his good deeds were just a show to gain people's trust. I tried to tell my mom what he did but she was too wasted to listen. He takes me almost every day, I tried to tell the authority but they never believed me. No wonder cause outside our home, he was still the same person that everyone thinks he is but once inside the house he takes his masks off. I tried to fight him back but I always get beaten to death, I also tried to escape him but he just found me and he told people how rebel I am. Since then, I stopped hoping that I can get out of his supervision. I stopped hoping that someone will help me, that someone will save me. I lived my life just following his demands, I let him take over my life. I lived on the outside but I am already dead on the inside.

"You never learn you always want to be hurt" he said after taking me again.

He started to put his clothes on while I lied on the bed hopeless, damage and broken.

 

 

The next morning I got off the bed early, I was awake all night because my mom was having some in house party with her wasted friends. I took a quick shower and put my clean clothes on; I dried my hair and tied it on one ponytail. When I got out of the house, Dan is already on the garage fixing the tire of his car. Five years later he still drives me to and from school. He never let me get my own car because he was afraid that I will run away again.

"You look like a zombie" he said.

I chose to be quiet, I walked to the car and stood beside it. I am waiting for him to tell me if I should get in or he will walk me to school.

"Get in," he unconcernedly said after a while.

I got inside, put my seatbelt on and looked around. People thinks that I am lucky to have him with us since aside from providing for our family they all think that he loves me so much that he makes sure I am safe at all times.

"Where is mom?" I mumbled.

I didn't see my mother inside the house and normally whenever she had a party she will just sleep all day.

"She's on duty" he answered.

"Duty" means pimping my mom up with some guys who are looking for a good time. My mom is almost forty years old but she looks younger cause of her skinny shape and hooking her up is Dan's business. I am somehow thankful that he doesn't include me to his "business", I heard him one time telling my mom that he doesn't want to share me with others.

He silently drove me to school, having him around me makes me very uncomfortable. Every day I impatiently count the time it takes him to reach the school. I don't like school that much although I was an honor student before but since Dan forced himself to me and no one tried to listen to me I stopped caring about others too. I stopped making friends, I literally spent my school life alone.

"What time will you be out later?" he asked.

I was about to get off the car when he spoke.

"Four like the usual" I shrugged.

I wonder why he asked, he knows my schedule since he was the one who chose my classes. He wants to know every single detail of what I am doing.

"Be out at three, tell your teacher that you are sick or something" he demands.

I stared at him wondering what he wants.

"I can't, I have biology and we're doing a lab exam today" I refused.

He grabbed my arm and tightened his grip. I almost screamed in pain.

"When I tell you something, all you need to do is listen and follow" he whispered in my ear, emphasizing every word. "Now be here at three, someone will pick you up. It's time for you to help your mom" he added.

I already knew what he meant, he is pimping me with some dirty old man who wants to fuck a young girl like me.

"No, please Dan, don't sell me. I will do everything you say, not just this." I begged.

He smirked and loosens his grip.

"Really? Well, it's too late, your mother is not as in demand as before so as much as I like to have you alone I can't" he said then pushed me to the door.

I almost fell on the ground, thank god I found my balance.

"Hey don't mess this up, they already paid you" he even said before driving away.

I thought I was going to collapse, I have been living in hell for the last five years of my life and I don't know what to call on what will happen to me later. I am so disgusted with myself having Dan force himself to me and now another man will be doing the same.

I have to think of something, I can't let him do that to me. I walked to my class thinking of a way out. If I won't go, I'll get my ass beaten to death again, but if I go I am just giving him the right to sell me again.

I came in to class and sat on the chair at the back like the usual, Mr. Brown our Math teacher is still not there.

"Hey daddy's girl"

It was Mark, one of the jocks who love teasing me "daddy's girl" since I am almost 18 where most of the kids are getting their replacement car, I still have Dan drive me every day, if they only knew the truth behind his "kindness".

I stared at him in daggers.

"Shut up Mark" Max said.

Max is the leader of the jocks, he is the captain of the lacrosse team and the ultimate playboy. He changes girlfriends every two weeks.

I didn't react at all, I kept my eyes on my desk but on the corner of my eye I saw Max asked Mark to exchange seats.

"Sorry about Mark, Jill" he apologizes.

"Jill" I haven't heard that for a very long time, my friends used to call me that but since I stopped making friends, no one actually called me on my nickname because most of the time I just hear "Winters" or "Jillian".

I shrugged my shoulders keeping my eyes on the desk.

"Hey, do you have plans on Friday night?" I heard him asked.

I wasn't sure if it was me who he's asking so I look at his direction.

"Are you free on Friday night?" he repeats. "There is this party at the old warehouse and I'm wondering if you want to come with me."

Yeah! He is indeed talking to me.

"No" I shook my head

I heard him sighed.

"Come on, is this about your dad? I can ask permission if you want, you know everyone is going" he whispered and even leaned forward to my direction.

"He's not my dad" I corrected him.

My real father will never force himself to me and will never sell me out.

"Yeah, right, step father whatever so are you coming with us?" he asked.

I met his gaze, Max is so good looking and he smells so damn good too, that was the first time that I let someone be that close to me except for Dan and mom of course. I felt like I was going to melt so I was the first one to look down.

"I c-cant, I have a lot of things to do" I reasoned.

He was about to say something when Mr. Brown came in and started the discussion right away.

My heart beats so fast as I heard the 3'oclock ring, it means that Spanish is over and Biology is next. I have been thinking of the best thing to do on how to escape later's event. But nothing came into my mind; whatever I choose I'll always lose.

"Ms. Winters aren't you going to your next class?" I heard Ms. Gertrude asked.

Apparently, the classroom is empty and I am the only student left. I feel like I am glued to where I am sitting, this is the time that Dan has been waiting for, the time where I finally want to die.

"Yeah" I nod.

I nervously put my things inside my backpack, and silently made my way out of the room. My heart is still beating so fast. The hallway is empty; everyone is in their respective classes. For sure no one will even notice that I am missing, I barely talk to someone, I don't even have one single friend, since I started high school, it was always been me and myself.

After I dropped my books in my locker, I made my way to the parking lot, I hate doing it but do I have any choice?

I was walking to the parking lot when a black old pickup truck stopped in front of me.

"You Dan's kid?" a man in his late 20's asked.

I was hesitated, I want to say no, I want to say that I don't know who Dan is but I know my fate when I get home so I nodded.

"Get in" he demanded.

He opened the door beside the driver seat, I was shaking when I got inside, he was wearing a black leather jacket and faded jeans, and he looks like the villain in an action movie.

"Dan was right" he smirked as he ran his gaze through my whole body then drove away.

It took him merely 15 minutes before we reach our destination but I felt like he was driving forever. He stopped in a huge but looks like an abandoned building. I followed him as he made his way to the door, he took the machine and pushed something, after a while someone answered.

"Hey, am I late for the party?" he asked.

"No, you're just on time, Carl is not even here yet" another guy answered on the other