(Caution: Vulgar Description)
Logan
Dear Grandfather Clock,
It's 9:40pm. You're going to betray me in 20 minutes, but I'm not strong enough. It's painful every night when Connor comes in and rapes me, but I try to endure it. It's getting hard. I'm numb everywhere. Not only my most sacred place, but in my heart, body and mind. John humiliated me in the kitchen today, and I don't ever want to go in there again. Connor came home around 7, and I heard him slam the front door. He sounded pissed. I hope it's not at me and I hope his dad didn't tell him what I said about them today. I don't think my face can stand another hit.
I was kidnapped Tuesday, October 18th
Today is Friday, October 21st
And I'm minutes away from being betrayed by a fucking Grandfather Clock.
~•~
I put on the whore make up I was given and brush my hair. I do this all without looking in the mirror too. I don't want to see myself broken, cause it just might kill me. I look at the clock and it's reads 9:59pm. I sigh and mumble lowly.
"I fucking hate you." And as if it's sending me the hate back, it sounds off. Booming loudly three times.
It stops and just like every night, Connor comes in seconds later. His fist is balled up and he's completely naked. He doesn't even bother to wear clothes anymore, so his thingy just stands straight out and stares me in the face when he comes and and stands in front of me. He runs his manhood down the side of my face and I silently gag and move my head away. He grasp my hair with his balled fist and I flinch.
"Don't start this shit today, Logan. You were so well behaved last night." He grins at me and strokes his manhood slowly all over my face again. I let the silent tears fall as his pre cum smears all over my face. Connor stops suddenly to bend down and stare at me. He looks angry as he opens his balled up fist to reveal a crumpled up paper. He motions with his chin for me to grab it, so I do and start to smooth it out. He smirks at me as I gasp at the flyer someone has made for a missing girl.
Me...
It's my school picture from this year, junior year. I shake my head as I stare at the picture and information. I sob uncontrollably and talk through my tears.
"Where did you get this?" He chuckles darkly and sits next to me on the mattress while rolling on a condom.
"Oh some guy was passing them out around school today, walked straight up to me and gave me one." He chuckles again.
"Nice looking guy, very wealthy. I think his name is Michael or some shit like that. He looked so hopeful that someone would find you!" He throws his head back and laughs uncontrollably now. I smile a little and hug the flyer to me.
Michael did care and was thinking about me too. I close my eyes as more tears fall from my eyes. Connor stops laughing and snatch the flyer from me and I glare at him.
"NO! Give it back!" I shout and he looks shock and then pissed.
"Oh! So you like this Michael guy, huh? That's why you want it so bad? You know, you liking another guy while you're with me, that's cheating Logan!" He glares harshly at me and I snap at him.
"Cheating my ass! We're not even together!" Connor pushes me down and climb on top of me. I lay still knowing that he'd just drug me if I didn't. He grasp my neck tightly with one hand and lift my filthy dress up with the other. He talks to me through gritted teeth.
"Oh, but we are Logan. I've had you in the most intimate way possible. Since you have feelings for this Michael guy, you're gonna give that to me too!" He sneers. I glare at him and scream.
"GIVE YOU WHAT!? WHAT ELSE IS THERE TO GIVE YOU! YOU'VE TAKEN EVERYTHING FROM ME! I HAVE NOTHING LEFT!" I finish my rant, almost on the verge of tears. He yells right back at me and shoves two fingers roughly inside me.
"I WANT THE FEELING WHEN WERE TOGETHER THAT YOU HAVE FOR MICHAEL!" I wince as he fingers me roughly and I whisper through the pain.
"No... I'm not giving you that. You can't have it." He removes his fingers and replace it with his manhood. He enters me roughly and went at a painful pace. I scream as he grunts in my ear.
"Call me Michael." My watery eyes widen and I whimper loudly.
"NO!" He grasp my neck tighter with one hand and my hip with the other as he went deeper. I bit my tongue tasting blood as he goes faster and harder. Raping me brutally at this point.
"Call me Michael, Logan. And I'll ease up." I stare at the ceiling with blurry vision from the tears and ball my hands up into fists.
How badly I wanted him to ease up, but never would I taint Michael's beautiful name. I wince in pain and grit my teeth.
"No..."
Connor growls loudly and went full force. He slams into me over and over again so hard our pelvis's clashed together painfully. I couldn't hold it in any longer as I sob uncontrollably and scream loudly in pain. Connor went on like this for twenty more minutes before he finally finished. I scream out again as he disconnected himself from me. He kiss my forehead and stand up heading towards the door. I lay there and heard him speak ragged and breathless.
"If you ever get tired of a painful fuck, you know what to do." He slams the door and lock it.
I roll over and wince as my private area feels like it's on fire. I stare at the clock and shake my head sadly.
12am...
This was the longest night so far.
I glance at the end of the mattress and look at the flyer. I slowly and painfully sit up and reach for it. I lay back down and hold it to me tightly.
Michael Jackson is the perfect guy in my eyes and I would go so far to even say that I love him.
I guess I do have something left, but Connor is a crazy ass fool if he thinks I'm giving it up.
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Mystery / ThrillerI breathed heavily as my feet slammed against the wet concrete. I didn't know how long I'd been running, but I wasn't going to stop until I was far away. Far away from that house, far away from that clock, far away from that room. And far away from...
