Broken *ON HOLD*

Broken-Ch3

Out of habit, I scream and elbow the demon. Of course, I know this wont hurt him. I feel his icy breath on my neck,"You know not to fight me, Alison." He traces his nail in a circle on my stomach.

I shiver in disgust,"LEAVE ME ALONE!" I shriek, and try to escape his grasp. But he seizes my attempt to fight by rolling on top of me. I continue to squirm even though deep inside, I know I can't get away.

"Oh Alison," His face is buried in my neck,"You are so weak..." Anger starts to bubble inside me,"Get off me you bastard!" I scream.

Then I think of Maddie, how she could here every word. I doubt she's a heavy sleeper, knowing that demons are always around her.

"You know not to talk to me like that.." He says warningly. Suddenly I fell his claws, sink into my stomach. I scream horribly, tears of pain fill in my eyes, but I refuse to let them fall.

He slips one hand out of my shirt and turns my head with it. He chuckles,"Is that tears I see?"

I feel warm blood running down my stomach, I know I should not provoke him any more. But, my anger gets the best of me. "Your sick!" I say, making sure I enunciate the word 'sick'.

At this point, He is laying flat on top of me, hands in my shirt. He runs his cold hands up the sides of my stomach until he reaches the fabric of my bra. "You know, Alison, you would be dead if you weren't this delicious." I can't take it anymore. I feel like I'm going to scream at the top of my lungs. But I can't I feel frozen.

I feel his hands slip into my bra,"No stop!!" I cry, my head starts swimming. I feel sick, like I'm going to puke. Actually I wouldn't mind if I puked all over him at the moment. As he feels around, I feel dizzy. I can't take it any more.

"Please..." I croak,"Stop.." I say my voice now a weak whisper. Before I had blacked out, I heard him say,"Alison you are going to be Broken one day... And will be Ours..." He whispers. And I black out.

-the next day-

Sunlight streams through my window, it hits my eyes. I groan and turn to avoid the light. Then suddenly I shoot up straight, memories from last night flow into my head. I feel the color drain from my face.

Slowly I look down, I see the marks of His claws and dried blood. Worse than that though, I realize I... Have no shirt or bra on..or.. Oh my god.

Where are my clothes!? I look around my room, and on the floor, lay my clothes. Their covered in blood with a note, I lean over an squint at the writing.

'You'll always be Ours...'

And with that, I scream.

Authors note-

Sorry, I know that it's short, but I update fast so it shouldn't be much of a problem. So you like?

-Serena