"My name is Olivia Reed. Age twenty. Married to my amazing husband who takes great care of me. I love him." Is what I repeated to myself in the mirror. My husband, Christopher Michael, makes me say this. He makes me say a lot of things to "cover up". I own a lot of foundation. To hide all of my scars, bruises, and cuts. Of course Chris isn't really my husband. I would never marry someone like him. He's kidnapped me and forced me to marry him. I tried to run away but he caught me in the midst of it and tortured me because of it. He chained me up then got out a knife and cut all along my stomach. I can still feel the beaming pain to this day. He ties my hands and feet to every four sides of the bed and undresses me, climbs on top of me, starts to kiss me, then it all excels from there. Every day I hope someone will come and rescue me.
Today his boss needed to come over to do an "employee check in". This thing happens every other Friday. That's why Chris made me repeat that phrase. In case Jessica asked anything.
Before Jessica arrived, Chris made me tea which only happens if we get any visitors. "Crap, go hurry and get the makeup. We need to cover you up before Jessica comes!" Is what Chris barked at me. I ran upstairs into the bathroom to get the foundation. I ran back down, handed him it, and he started to pour foundation all over where my marks were. A startling knock came. "Look happy and talk as little as possible." Chris exclaimed before he sprinted up to the door to open it. "Oh, look at the time! I didn't realize it was already time for you to be here! Well welcome! Come on in!" Jessica and Chris came over and sat down opposite side of me at the table. I sipped my tea. "Well hello guys! Glad to see you are both healthy, happy, and doing good!" Is what Jessica refuted to us. "So you're gonna be heading out now?" Chris marveled. Jessica started saying, "oh dear no! I still wanna take a look around and make sure both of you are do-" "Ok well I don't care! We're both doing fine! Now leave!" Chris interrupted viciously. Jessica bolted out of the house as fast as she could.
After Jessica left, Chris took my neck in his hands and pushed me against the wall. "I love you and I hope you know that." Chris expressed. I smiled, nodded, and said "mhm." He carried me up to his room on his back and placed me on his bed. "You just have to agree to it and not be a naughty girl." Then he started taking off all of my clothes and his. He pushed himself on top of me and started to seduce me.
The next morning he made me eggs and bacon. I crawled out of bed and went down stairs then took a seat in the kitchen. "Good morning, beautiful," Chris whispered in my ear. Chris picked up a plate and placed it in front of the seat next to me. He sat down and started to eat. "Why aren't you eating the wonderful breakfast I made you?" Chris asked. "I made it special for you, you should eat it. Liv! Eat it! Answer me Olivia!" He smacked me across the face. "W-why did you ta-take me?!" I stammered. Chris responded with, "Because I love you, Olivia. You have to follow my rules. Like responding to me when I tell you to. And eating your food. Or else there will be consequences." Then he squeezed my face and kissed me.
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I was quiet. Not anymore
HorrorThis story is about a girl who gets kidnapped, abused, and raped by her husband. She tries to speak up to the police but they don't believe her. She just stays quiet until she has enough. On a quiet night when everyone is asleep, she sneaks into the...