Isolated without choice

Chapter 2: The Kidnap Girl

"Wake up!..
"Wake up! Bitch!"
I got up and looked at him dead in the face. my emotions was a mixed of anger and fear. and all I see while, staring at him he had nothing but anger and his expression was blank as the same with his eyes. It was cold, cruel, and hatred.

"Okay! Get up! Go and make
something to eat I know you can cook."
"You don't even know, if I can cook? you sexist prick!"
"What?"
"You heard me! What am I your wife?! I'm not doing shit. you got that?"

He ran over to me and hold me down on my knees and then later grabbing my body up to his level. He Put his hands around my neck and now in my face. And says to me.

"Look, bitch! You do what I say if you want to be kept alive until your family pays me back!"
"... Okay... I will do whatever...
I was out of breath.
"Say you understand?"
".. I uundderstannd."

Saying this hurt and by chocking out the words. I hope my family comes in time before something happens.
He let go of me. I dropped to my knees for the desperate of oxygen. he got up and standing over me with his cigarette in his mouth. he flicks the burns on me and laughs. later, going to the balcony.

I get up and go to the bathroom and I notice scars on my skin. it was like my body was used as a punching bag. I didn't have a clear black eye. But still there. It was around my left check to my eye. I pull up my shirt and see more scars from my rib cage to my back. my legs were black and blue. I cried and notice how ugly I look.
I want to break the mirror but, knew not to because he would kill me and its bad luck to break a mirror.
I hate myself now for being here and I hate how I suffer and to wonder if this bastard will hurt me more.

"Babe, come here you cooking for me right?"

I ran to balcony. He was on the edge of it. He turn around and look at me with a smile. The smile of power he had over me and knew I couldn't do anything about it which made him happy.
" yeah... I'm doing what you told me.."
"Well, I was going to say never mind I'm not that hungry any more."
"Really?.."
"Yeah.. I'm actually hungry for something else..."
He said this with cold expression but also with a perverse look too. I hate this.. I'm only 17 I don't want to do this at least by him. I was hoping this wouldn't happen..

"Come on, I'll be gentle.. I don't bite if you don't want me to.."

He close to me. too close. he look at me with that same cheese smile. he says this touching my face. and close to my hair. Then, grabs my neck close to him so my face into his. We just stared into each other eyes I look at nothing but coldness and I know he sees fear in mine.

"Please.."

Tears are running down my face my throat to dry for me to speak. I swoll my throat and say.
"Please.. I don't want to do this. I'm.. not ready."
He look away for a moment and smiles but, not in my face. He look at me again.
"Okay.. fine."
I was shocked by this it made me surprised. my v- card wasn't being taken away.
"Okay. you can sleep in the guest room while I be outside still."
"Okay."
"Okay.."
"Hey!"
"Yeah.. what is it"?
"Thank you."
I said this to him with a smile to hope to be on his good side so, I can possibly leave.
He smiled back but differently his face had nice feeling this time.
"Alright.. call me for anything okay."
He closed the door the room was bigger than Mine but I didn't have my cat with me. I miss him. I hope he's okay and not out in the streets somewhere.
I sit by the bed and hope everything is okay maybe I can ask him if I can get him. but that may not work.

"Soo.. you're giving me the money you own me."
.....
"Okay so you pay me later okay? But when!"
.....
"Your not? I guess I have to hurt your little girl huh? Right!"
.....
"Okay yea you better!" Anliyah babe! You sleep?

... "I say what I want okay. you just get the money."

I run in the bedroom. I put the covers over my head because that's how I usually sleep.

"Anliyah.. yea she got the covers over her head."
.... Yeah. okay think that if you want to."
He hung up the phone. He sit by my bed looking at me. and all I hear is laughter from him.

"Wow, you're family are idiots if I would let you go without my money. geniuses they are."
"I know, I told you just have to stay and be with me then huh?"

I didn't say a word but hold my covers and shutting my eyes tightly because the fear of him.
" I heard you're going to be 18 in four months from now. that's not long really."
He left finally. what is he doing anyways? I get out the bed and look to window and see him walking down the street. I ran to the door to see if it's open. trying to open the door but it's lock. he have a key maybe I can get it.

The knob is moving he's coming back.. I guess I have to stay.

I ran back in the room. placing the covers over my head. he walks back in my room and sits by me once again.

"Anliyah huh? Interesting name.. black people make such "creative" names but I like it. it goes with you're last name
Amarante.
"you're Italian like me.. huh."
"You're very beautiful.. you're interesting if only if I was around your age."
This mother fucker ain't hitting shit if so.

He crawls slowly in the bed. and faced towards my back I felt his face in my hair.
"You're smell like pineapples and coconuts."

Weird out by this. he stop and started licking my neck. unable to do anything he was grabing my neck while holding my waistline. he's start kissing me from neck to my ass. I feel uncomfortable now. He turns my body over. My eyes are not completely close just so I can pretend I'm sleeping. he take my shorts off. he tries to open my legs but I wouldn't let him. he came at the top of me. he lifted my shirt up and stared at my boobs. embarrassed by this I knew I had really big boobs for my small body because I'm only 5'2 and 110 pounds. He smile and said.
"Wow.. I would have to marry you know..."
Though I didn't say anything so he would think I was sleep. He look at me for a while.. I felt like whore...
He got up and walk away closing the door behind him. this was a close one. but this only the middle of night. I don't know what the morning will be like... what is happening to me I'm being kept hostage.
Where is my family...