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Her kind soul may have led her to her doom. But she held no regrets in helping the lost boy. The thing she did regret was what he brought. His father.
Not once did the thought that she'd become the mother of a child belonging to the most feared a...
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"Afraid" by The Neighborhood
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"Oh don't cry baby..." he stroked my tear soaked cheek with his hand comfortingly."I'm only doing this because I know you like it." He said as he digs his lit cigarette into my bare thigh with a smile. A smile that could fool anyone. Fool them into thinking he was nothing more than a gentleman.
But he's far from that.
"Please." I choked out through a sob."I don't want to do this." I pleaded for him to stop. But I know better. He doesn't give two shits. He thrives off this. Seeing me suffer. Screaming in pain. Pleading. Begging for him to show any type of sympathy. It's almost as if he gets high off my misery. On top of the drugs he was already on.
"Stop whining, will you," he snapped as if I was ruining his mood. "I know you're enjoying this." He didn't stop and gave me that same smile I so foolishly fell for. The smile I so idiotically craved. The smile I wish didn't have dark memories behind it. "No please, please Aiden, it hurts stop please!" I beg through heavy sobs.
He takes in a sharp breath and backs away from me. He leans over to the nightstand and plays the cigarette in the ashtray. And just as I was about to let out a breath of relief he spoke up."Fine then, why don't we do something we'll both enjoy." He said with a smirk. That smirk, that smug smile. I know it all too well. "No! Please no!" I screamed yanking on the handcuffs that he forced on me and connected to the metal bed frame.
"Shut the hell up! I know you want this." He shouted as he began to unbuckle his belt. "So you will enjoy it!" I cried and cried. Pleaded. Begged. But it only seems to rile him up more. Feeding this sadistic flame he has burning inside him.
I spring up from my bed as heavy breaths escape my body. I feel hot tears flowing down my face as I try to calm myself down as I feel a panic attack brewing. But it feels impossible to calm down after what realization I had made.The nightmares were back. The ones that I hoped wouldn't ever come back again. The years I spent trying to lock them away forever have now all gone to waste.
All the hours of therapy are gone. Down the drain in just one moment.
As I lose myself in thought, I bring my knees to my chest rocking back and forth in an attempt to comfort myself. Trying to force the memories into the corner of my mind they once laid.
Being too caught up in trying to barry those moments, I didn't realize I wasn't alone. As a hand grazed my shoulder I flinched away from the sudden contact. Whipping my head up I find a guy I've never seen before. He immediately puts his hands up in surrender when he sees he had startled me. What is he doing in my house? I tilt my head to the side in confusion. Is he a ghost? Maybe an angel? Wait. I look around.
