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!!!! **** WARNING! THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS MATERIALS THAT SOME READERS MAY FIND DISTRESSING! SUCH AS ABUSE, VIOLENCE, CHILD ABUSE, SE.XUAL ABUSE, AND MENTAL

ABUSE! READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED! **** !!!!

Blythe’s P.O.V.

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Flashback: Age, 16~ About eight months later

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“I fu.cking hate girls like you!” Emily screamed as she kicked me in the ribs. “More and more of you come every damn day! It’s not fair! All because I wasn’t pure enough when I was taken! And you somehow get to be better than me?!” With each sentence came another kick.

I’m not sure how long it takes to get used to things like this, but I just can’t seem to. I mean, how does one get used to getting beat up all the time? Even her words are cruel and make me feel sick.

I didn’t ask for this. I didn’t ask to be special, or for them to get treated worse than I do. All of this just because I hadn’t had se.x yet.

And how pathetic is that? How pathetic is this whole place? To be so revolved around se.x.

go out It’s disgusting already, and then they add minors into the mix. I’ve seen kids come and of here as young as five. It’s pathetic, sad, disgusting. It makes me sick.

A kick to my face knocked me from my thoughts. I yelped and groaned in pain. The other two girls holding me down gasped.

“Emily! Not her face! You know how they feel about her face!” Ruth said, sounding fearful. “Sh.it,” Emily muttered. I was yanked up by my hair, Emily sneering in my face. “You tell anyone it was me, or these two, I’ll make your life a living hell.” She spat. “Do you hear m-”

Suddenly, the door to the room they trapped me opened. Daniel walked in with Mason and two other guys. My vision blurred with fresh tears, but I quickly blinked them away. I hate crying in front of them. They always seem to enjoy it. It’s so creepy.

“S-sir,” Emily stuttered as she dropped me and stood up. All three of them stood in a line with their heads down and hands clasped behind their backs. They were trying to block me with

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their bodies, but it was useless. They were already caught.

“What’s this?” Daniel asked as he moved closer.

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Emily stiffened. Ruth trembled. The other girl, I think her name is Haley, just sobbed as silently as she could. Which wasn’t very silent.

Daniel peered over them and looked at me. I met his eyes and quickly looked away. My hand came up to touch my mouth. There was blood on my fingers. This wasn’t going to be good. Especially not for them.

“You beat her,” Daniel said, stating it as a simple fact. No big deal. It never is.

As long as they don’t hit my face.

“W-we got a-a l-little c-c-carried away,” Emily stuttered out. “I-I’m s-s-sorry.”

“Oh, you will be,” he replied.

A moment later, Mason and the other two were dragging the girls out. Each of them had one. Each of them made jokes about the girls’ punishment. I listened to the girls beg and cry for mercy as the men pulled them away. I knew where they were going. I might be the privileged virgin here, but I know what the others go through. The rightful source is find⁂novel.net

The girls that are kidnapped off the streets and haven’t kept their virtue, they’re used here. Like the club girls back home, but so much worse. For starters, these girls are all underage. They also get no say in anything that happens to them. They’re kept around to please the members of the church in any way they’re told. That can be anything from ra.pe to flat out torture. This “church” has more than a handful of sadists. My so-called father included.

“They got you pretty bad this time,” Daniel said as he gripped my chin.

I pulled my face from his grip and turned my head. My hair hung between us like a curtain. He sighed like he was sick of dealing with me. I wished he would just leave me alone. Just for a moment.

“You should learn to fight back,” he said, standing back up to his full height, towering above my crumpled form on the floor.

I scoffed.

“Fight back?” I replied sarcastically. “Three against one. They held me down.”

“But did you even try to fight back?” Daniel asked. “Who’s to say you couldn’t win?”

I looked up at him incredulously.

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“Since when do you care?” I spat.

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“I don’t,” he replied with a shrug. “Well, I do in the sense that we can’t have you too hurt. All of this will help teach you though.”

Teach me. Pathetic.

“So, letting them beat the sh.it out of me is another lesson?” I asked sarcastically.

I’ve been at Silent Divine for about eight months now. I think anyway. I’ve been trying to keep track of the days. This place feels more like a cult I’ve been trapped in than a church. It’s cold, ominous, and controlled. Everything is controlled.

Ever since my first day here, it’s been the same. I haven’t gone to school or talked to anyone outside this place. I live every single day in fear. I rarely sleep. I’m fed regularly if I can manage to eat. It’s been the same routine for the most part, day in and day out.

After my examination on my first day, Daniel took me to his room. There was a mattress made up on the floor in the corner of his very large room. He told me that’s where I would sleep until I could prove that I was trustworthy. Meaning, he wanted to keep an eye on me, so I didn’t try anything.

In his room, he sat me down and explained that I will no longer be going to school, nor will I have my phone. He told me that I was only allowed to talk to Mom if she called me first and asked to speak to me. I was going to have no rights, no privileges, and my lessons were going to start right away.

What kind of lessons, you ask?

Well, it wasn’t the school kind. It was something right out of a horror film. The whole first day I thought that I had to of been stuck inside a nightmare. They had me strung up, bent over, completely naked, and blindfolded while they whipped me. Among other things… There was no way all of that was real. There’s no way that a cult disguised as a church had so many followers willing to hurt kids that way.

But they did. And they’ve proved it every day since.

For our “basic” lessons, all the children of the church take turns. Those lessons are more like chores. Getting up early in the morning to prepare breakfast for all the members that are there. Cleaning the church top to bottom. Laundry, dusting, dishes. That kind of stuff. The stuff I’d rather spend my entire day doing, then do anything else they wanted.

They hold service three times a day and all the children are required to be present. Once after breakfast, once before lunch, and once right before dinner. These “services” usually only last about an hour, but the entire time is spent telling us what’s expected of us. Usually it’s my

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father giving the dumb speech too, with me right in the front row.

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The other lessons I’m given alone. They say it’s because I’m the only virgin in my age group, but I don’t know how true that is. Usually it’s Daniel and Mason who take charge. A lot of the time, they bring several other members in to watch. And they do all kinds of horrible things to

I was collared with a shock collar up until a few days ago when Daniel finally said he trusted me without it. I’ve been stripped bare, spanked, paddled, whipped, touched, groped, cut. Sometimes I’m bent over and tied up. Sometimes I’m just a pile of flesh on the floor. Sometimes they don’t touch or grope me. Sometimes they only do that. It’s always only Mason and Daniel though.

And you heard that right. Daniel molests me too. The first time he forced me to give him a blowjob, I threw up. He made me keep going, and then he made me eat everything I threw up

after.

Like I said, it’s hell here.

Daniel says it’s all to make me stronger. They want to make sure I’ll never disobey my master. They want to make sure I’m skilled enough for my master. They want to make sure my master can do whatever he wants to me, and I’ll take the pain.

Hence, why I’m allowed to get beat up.

“Come on, I’ll call the doctor about your face,” Daniel said, but I jerked away from him. “I-it’s around Thanksgiving, right?” I stuttered. “I want to talk to my mom.”

“Well, that’s too bad,” he replied, mocking me with an exaggerated pout. “She hasn’t called you yet, and you know the rules.”

“I’ve been here for eight months,” I stated, trying to sound stern even though I’m beaten and bruised on the floor. “I find it hard to believe my mom hasn’t called me one time.”

“She hasn’t,” he said, shrugging, like it was no big deal. “Maybe she was waiting for you to call first. Maybe she thinks you need your space with your dear daddy right now. Maybe she was just happy to get rid of you.”

My eyes widened at that.

Everly said that she was. She told me Mom was happy to get rid of me. That I was a burden she no longer needed to take care of. Was she right?

I shook my head.

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“No, my mom wouldn’t do that to me,” I insisted, trying to hold onto hope. It’s all I have in this hellhole. I have to hold onto every little piece of hope that I have. “I-I want to call Kylian then,”

I said.

Kylian would answer. Maybe I could hint at something. He’s smart, he’d know something was off with me. Right?

“Nope, no can do,” Daniel said, drawling out the words like this was fun for him. “I don’t think they miss you much though. I mean, only a couple of them have texted you a handful of times. They called at first, but… then the one named Kylian left you quite a mean voicemail… After that… none of them called you.”

“What are you talking about?” I asked, frowning at him.

Daniel pulled something out of his back pocket. My eyes went wide when I saw that it was my phone. He tapped on the screen a couple of times before a voice rang out.

“Damnit Blythe!” I recognized Kylian’s angry tone. “I know you were upset about leavin’, but did you have to leave Everly all these surprise pranks? I mean, a dead fu.ckin’ mouse in her locker over the weekend? The whole school reeked. And now we find out that you broke the

you had necklace she has from her mother? The only thing she got after her mom died. And to destroy it out of pure pettiness.” Then there was a heavy sigh. “I don’t know where we went wrong with you, Spark.” he sounded so disappointed. “Until you apologize to Everly, you’ll hear from none of us. I mean that. I don’t fuck.in’ care how long it takes. Do what’s right and stop actin’ like such a bi.tch all the damn time. This kinda sh.it makes it hard to want you to even come back. Apologize and grow up.”

Then it was over. Tears fell from my eyes. I just stared at the floor as they silently fell. After a moment, Daniel crouched down and tucked my hair behind my ear. I didn’t move, didn’t even

flinch.

“He left that voicemail a month after you got here,” he told me. “None of them has said anything to you since. And my, my, I had no idea you were such a troublemaker. A dead mouse and you broke her precious necklace?”

Daniel blew out a whistle as I slowly shook my head. I stopped quickly though. What did it matter?

“I told you already, darling daughter, no one wants you back,” Daniel said. “I wanted to spare your feelings, but you gave me no choice.”

I shook my head again.

“No, this has to be a mistake,” I insisted weakly.

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“Fine,” he replied. “I guess only time will tell.”

That was the start of my hope crumbling to dust.

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