A Babysitter's Nightmare

Chapter 20

In my head a voice kept whispering softly just to let it happen and I thought I was insane. I'm just supposed to let him have me like this, I'm not a sex slave and I don't play to be but I listened. A strong feeling that everything would be okay kept me from crying.

He motioned for me to stand up and I stood as he came over to me and placed his lips onto mine. I just stood there, no emotion, no feeling.

"What the hell? Are you dead or something?" He asked, starring sternly at me.

I loosened up and decided that the only way I could get this over with was to cooperate. It sounds retarded but I just went with it, kissing him first but he ended up controlling it, pressing me onto the smooth cold floor with his body over mine. I really don't want to do this but I know that this is going to happen so I gotta get with it.

Our lips moved all over the place as he added his tongue. Releasing his lips from mine he raised himself up in push up position over me. Tears rolled down the side of my face invading my ears as he kissed them away but it didn't make the moment affectionate.

Laying his body back onto mine he kissed my neck, his tongue piercing my skin as he removed my blood stained white shirt revealing my black bra. Sitting up, he removed my bra, kissing the top of my breast down to my navel, tracing my waistline with his tongue over and over and over and over. I didn't want to but I ended up moaning, reluctantly giving him the satisfaction he wanted.

He stopped to remove his black shirt; his chest ripped with abs as sweat dripped. Then he unbuckled his belt and unzipped the zipper of his pants, removing them and now he only had on red boxers. After that he came back to my stomach, lightly kissing above my pants and wasted no time unzipping them, throwing them to the side with his as he kissed my thighs once removing my panties.

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I stopped the car. My legs had fallen asleep and I was tired but that wasn't the only reason I stopped. This girl, she doesn't deserve to die like Mariah. Mariah was nice but she was also stubborn and reluctant. Sadly I couldn't save her. She ran away and Micheal couldn't find her. Neither could I. A week later I found out that she had killed herself.

I can't let that happen this time. Even though Micheal won't like it, I have to get and keep this girl away from him. I heard what he did to her. Why does he do this to these girls. One reason I heard was because she dated his nephew Chresanto and would give it up to him so they took it. Another reason I heard was that she went out with Craig, Michael's son, and just did it for fun. Either way its all sick and she shouldn't have to go through that.

It was pitch dark in an area with no street lights, a vacant neighborhood. Getting out, I went around the car to the trunk. Twisting the key, it popped open and revealed the girl asleep, tears dried onto her face. I tapped her shoulder and she quickly awakened in complete shock with her eyes enlarged as she began to cry again.

"P-please d-d-don't hurt me." She stuttered, covering her face. They must've hurt her badly.

"I-I won't, I promise. Please don't cry, its alright. I won't hurt you okay?" I said, trying to calm her.

"H-how do I k-know you're not lying?" She sniffled.

"Look, I want to save you. I'll do anything you want me to do to prove that I won't hurt you. I swear that I would never even think about harming you in any way, aight?" I said, being as serious as possible.

She nodded as I helped her out of the trunk. She stumbled and almost fell trying to stand up but I helped her. Closing the trunk, I pick her up and sat her there. She winced as of she was in pain.

"Are you okay?" I asked, concerned.

"M-my legs are sore." She say, her eyes closed tightly.

That's when my phone rang from inside the car.