Chapter 6: hannah

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Half an hour earlier.

Ricky's POV

I woke up with a start. I heard a bang down- stairs. "Hello?!" I shouted. I heard someone come upstairs. They came into my room. Hannah. She was an ex of mine.

"What are you doing in my house?" I asked. Before I could say any thing else she hit me on the head. Nothing but dark- ness.

I woke up. I had been unconscious. Why was I strapped to my bed? Why was I naked?

No.

She couldn't have.

I looked at her. She was naked too. No. NO! She had raped me?

"What have you done?" I asked her. "Oh, I just had a bit of fun!" She snarled. "NO!!" I screamed. "YES!!" she yelled back. She smirked.

"Give me my clothes back!" I yelled. Before I could say anything else she was on top of me again. "GET OFF ME!!" I screamed. "Make me..." she smirked again. She pressed her lips against mine. Then she pressed her tongue against mine.

We were locked in. She moved back and forth. I can't even write what else she did. All I can say is that I hate her. HATE HER.

She must have knocked me out again.

When I woke up I was still strapped to the bed but atleast I was dressed again. She was dressed too. Thank the lord! "Hannah! HANNAH. UNTIE ME NOW! NOW!" I had never shouted so loud in my life.

She pressed a gun to my head. "You say anything more..." she didn't need to say the rest. I knew what would happen.

"ricky!?" It was Vijay! He raced up the stairs. The look of shock on his face was awful. He looked petrified. "VIJAY!! HELP!!" I shouted. Oh no. I forgot about what would happen if I said anything.

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