I'm Here

chapter 18

I woke chained to a chair. I had my bra on and panties on. That was it. My hands were tied behind my back and my legs to the chair. It was hot and humid. The room was dark. I heard a door open. I tried to move but I couldnt. He got closer. Finally I saw his face. Aarons dad. He had a knife in his hand. He pushed the chair back to where it was on two legs. My body tensed up. I was breathing heavily.
"What?" I asked, "what are you doing?"
My eyes welled with tears and they fell down my cheeks.
"Awe," he laughed, "the little whore slut is crying. Why?"
I didn't answer him. He slapped my face. I winced.
"Now," he smiled, "me and you are gonna have a little bit of fun. Aaron is chained to the wall upstairs in my room. We are gonna go up there and I'm gonna have some fun."
I shook my head. He took tape and taped my mouth. He carried the chair up the stairs and tossed it on the ground. I looked at Aaron who had blood on his forehead and lip. He was trying to get to me. He got close but not close enough. Aarons dad untied my hands and legs. He threw me on the bed with force. He tied my hands to the frame. I got scared.
"Dad stop!" Aaron screamed, "stop it! Don't hurt her!"
He looked at Aaron and smiled. He looked back to me and ripped the tape off. I screamed. He started kissing me and kissing me. He thrust himself into me. I squeezed my eyes shut and tried to get away. It was no use. He kept kissing me and touching my body. This was all in front of Aaron. I caught a glimpse of him. Tears stained his cheeks. This was killing me. I had to get away. Somehow. I had to. I took my leg and kneed his back. He fell forward and grabbed my throat. I coughed and spit in his face. "Emma don't!" Aaron yelled, "please don't do that!"
He dad slapped my fave.
"You little fucking slut!" He screamed, "I'm sick of your bitchy attitude! You're a little bitch! A bitch that is fat and doesn't deserve a life!"
Tears fell down my cheeks. He kept messing around and I gave up. All of a sudden he took out. He picked up a knife and put it to my forehead. He slowly trailed it down my face and to my stomach. I got scared and started to breath heavily. Once he got to the bottom of my stomach he pushed harder. I winced and he laughed.
"Does that hurt you?" He asked, "little bitch. You have no power over me!"
He stabbed the knife into my stomach. I screamed and tears fell down my face. He stood up and left the room.
"Emma baby I'm here!" Aaron yelled, "I'm here!"
The tears wouldn't stop coming. There was blood everywhere. I pulled at the ropes and one snapped. I grabbed my stomach and held it firmly. The other rope snapped. I held my stomach and curled into a ball.