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ʏ/ɴs ᴘᴏᴠ
i laid on the bed for about an hour when i heard a door open and shut. for the whole hour i tried to get out of the ropes but all it caused was rope burns. i looked up to see some blood on my wrists and ankles. i tried moving a little bit but all it caused was a burning sensation on them. i whined seeing ale come through the door of his room, with a smile.
"i'm back angel"
i didn't even look at him from how disgusted i was. he r*ped me and denied it as if he didn't commit a crime. the worst part was that i didn't even know. i do remember waking up the next day with some bruises on my neck and hips but didn't know where it came from. he probably brainwashed me. my eyes were now red from all the crying i did and they were puffy. tear stains were on my cheeks and they started to itch.
"i got you your favorite" he said holding the bag up in the air
he sat besides me and put the chick-fil-a bag on the little dresser. he began to take out the things that he had got us and then faced me
"you look so beautiful"
he held my cheeks rubbing his thumb on it. i tried to backup but he held a firm grip on my jaw. he noticed a big red hand mark on my cheek and frowned. it sting since he hit me pretty hard
"why'd you cry?" he said acting concerned
i just stared at him. did he forget what he did to me?
he sighed
"i didn't mean to hurt you but you left me no choice"
i rolled my eyes and he let go of my cheek and started to take off my rag
"you'll understand me one day"
he took the rag off of me and untied me. he put some handcuffs on my legs and one on my hand. they both were connected to the bed which held me down. i sat there not saying a thing.
"here i got you the spicy chicken sandwich and i got you a lemonade, and some fries" he said with a smile
