Little Pipsqueak

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⚠️There are human pets. Basically, Human pets get abused in this BOOK.

Meaning sexually, physically, mentally and many more so if you don't like that... Then please find another book to read.

There will be no asking for the consent of the pet's part, literally. The owner will do whatever she/he likes with their pets. Not caring for the human's feelings. Okay? Okay, you can begin reading now.↓↓↓↓⚠️

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Every end

is a new beginning.

-Unknown

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-Chapter 1- -The new beginning-

People say that the world is a lonely and dangerous place. And it's true- it's a lonely cold place.

And for my misfortune, I don't have good step-parents.

Being adopted at the age of 5. My life has been a living hell ever since. The constant mental and physical abuses on a daily basis are shocking.

May, I say that my life wasn't an easy ride on the road these past 12 years that I have been adopted. The road had way too many holes in them, that nobody wanted to fix.

But it will all change, today. I have made up my mind on running away from this hell hole.

Something has been nagging me deep down at my sub-conscience lately. Telling me to go or I never get this chance to escape from this place again.

For some reason, I have this feeling that today is going to be my lucky day.

Gently getting off the mattress. I slowly make myself to my closet and put on an old washed out pair of dark jeans, and black long sleeve t-shirt, with black running shoes.

Secondly, I put on a big black sweater over my t-shirt, so it can shield my small body from the winter cold. And finally, I tie my short wavy brown hair in a low messy bun.

"Now for the important stuff that, I'll need to pack before I go."

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-Third: Point of view-

Little Lucy starts packing her things in a big baby blue backpack. When she's finished. She walks out of her small bedroom.

She quickly goes to her step-parent's bedroom and takes money from their nightstand. When she finished getting everything that she needed.

She gently walks down the stairs, not to alert her step-parents. When she successfully makes it downstairs without making a sound. Lucy goes to the living room, stepping over the dark bottles that were scattered all over the wooden floor.

The sight she sees of her supposedly step-parents is pitiful.

Both of them were high. They were out of it, it was a sad sight to see.

Her stepmother was on the floor gazing at the ceiling and talking to herself about random stuff, making weird facial expressions. This woman looked possessed. Her clothes were ripped everywhere. Bruises decorated her face and body.

'It seems like they both fought for the drug' Lucy thought.

While her stepfather was sitting on the couch watching a turned-off television, laughing, and talking to someone beside him. Yet, nobody but him and her stepmother was there.

She tiptoes gently across the hallway to the old front door... Slowly, opening it to not alert her step-parents.

When she successfully opens the door, Lucy steps out into the night. Instantly, a cold breeze from the chilly night gently caresses her face.

And a small smile forms on her bruised lips. She turns around and gently closes the old wooden door.

She softly whispers under her breath "Goodbye monsters".

Then, she began walking to an unknown destination.

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-3 hours later-

-Lucy's: Point of View-

I have been walking aimlessly throughout the night. The weather is not making it easier for me at all.

Why did it have to snow so much tonight?

Looking at my cracked white watch, it was 3:00 a.m.

A chill went down my spine... Remembering the words of that bastard.

"Ever heard of the devil's hour little Lucy. Yeah... We all heard of it. How the demon's come out to play with their little victims at night." That bastard of a stepfather told me that when I was 11... When he started to sneak into my room late at night and do really bad stuff to me.

I started using birth control at a young age, for that reason alone. I took them from my stepmother when she wasn't looking.

That bastard... I hope karma gets him good for what he did to me.

I snap out of my daze when... I hear a soft whimper coming from my right side.

Snapping my gaze to the source of the sound.

My heart halted when I caught a glimpse of a tall muscular man biting a woman on the left side of her neck. The poor woman struggled to get out of his hard strong grip that he had on her.

Soon after, the poor woman wasn't moving or struggling anymore.

What the fuck is going on here?!

All my ears could pick up was this disgusting slurping sound coming from their direction. My body became paralyzed, like a sheep looking at the big bad wolf devouring another poor weak sheep.

It's like my feet were permanently glued to the ground.

And let me tell you, what I'm witnessing right now... It's so fucking disgusting. All I wanted to do is vomit everything that was in my stomach until there's nothing left.

My poor heart started to beat faster than an engine on a starting vehicle. My breathing became ragged and loud. My hands were sweating and shaking at this point.

Then the tall man drops the female lifeless body on the ground. Blood was dripping down his chin to his white T-shirt.

Oh, hell no!

Looking back at the face of this demented freak, he was smiling with satisfaction.

What kind of drug is this guy on?

And then in an instant, he snaps, his dark gaze up at me. Laying his gold piercing eyes on my terrified dark brown once.

This dude's eyes glowed in the dark. How the fuck is that even humanly possible?

As if my survival instincts kicked in, my body began to move on its own. And, before I knew it, I began to run in the opposite direction for dear life.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuuuuck!!!!!!!

I accelerated my pace when loud footsteps were closing up from behind me. Oh my God...

Then in a blink of an eye, a firm strong arm was wrapped around my waist, lifting my body up from the ground with ease.

"Creepy Dude. Please don't eat me. I don't even taste that good, to begin with, I swear to the stars, " I squealed out.

I gasp. When he presses, his lips on my right ear and say the next words in an aggressive low tone, slowly " Shut the fuck up. Don't even dare make a sound... Little pipsqueak. If you don't want to end up like the last one."

As soon as those words left his mouth. An unpleasant chill went down my spine.

Tears started streaming down my face. I don't want to die, not like this. I haven't even started living yet to die like this.

I whispered out " Please, I won't tell, please-please just-just let me go. My blood type doesn't even taste that good, anyway."

His grip tightened on me and that action alone emitted a flinch from me. " Didn't I say don't make a damn sound, Pipsqueak? If you talk one more time. I promise you, that you will regret it... Understand?"

I nodded my head. He lets out a low deep chuckle... This freaking bastard.

"When I put you down on the ground. Don't you even think of running from me. Do you understand?" I nodded my head, again.

He gently puts me back down on the ground and unwraps his right arm off my waist... As I steady my two feet on the ground.

I froze in place waiting to see what he'll do next.

He began to walk in circles, like a predator watching its prey. My dark brown eyes followed his every movement.

He is very handsome and tall. His body was built very well.

His dark hair matched perfectly with the night, it looks so soft and shiny under this starless night. A nice straight nose paired with gorgeous golden color eyes... made him look so unreal.

Let's not forget those soft-looking pink lips paired with a beautifully sharp jawline. Wow, he is the definition of dangerously hot.

Too bad he's a creepy murderer that likes to suck you dry. Oh god, Why did he have to be so hot? It would be hard for the cops to believe my story of a good looking guy like him sucking a girl dry.

They would probably think I hit my head somewhere at how unbelievable it would sound.

Damn, you creepy dude. I hope you choke and die.

He let out a low chuckle startling me out of my skin.

I snap my gaze back to his amused ones. Then, the realization hits me harder than a rock. Shit, did he notice me checking him out?

My cheeks grow warm at the thought of it.

My subconscious, tells me that it was not a good moment to check your future killer out, stupid girl.

So I quickly move my gaze to my black running shoes. Looking at it, like it was the most interesting thing that humankind has ever created.

I can still feel his intense gaze on me making me even more nervous than I was already.

And after a while of him observing me. He comes to a complete stop. Stopping right in front of me.

A million scenarios went wild inside my head thinking of what was about to happen next. Oh god, please may the bastard in front of me, have mercy on my poor little broken soul.

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