47 - Therapy? -

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Rape

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Riley POV

I open my eyes but I can't see anything. I hear lots of footsteps around me and feel the bed dipping around me. I smell some strong cologne and the smell makes me realize where I am. My breathing picks up and I trash around but I'm bound to the bed. I hear him laugh and his hand lands on my throat.

''Please, no,'' I plead but he squeezes so he is cutting off my air supply. Everyone in the room laughs and I hear pieces of clothing fall to the ground while he takes off my jeans. His hand stays on my throat. I whimper and get a slap in my face.

''Be quiet,'' He says and I feel more hands touching me while someone pulls my shirt and bra up. This can't be happening again, I thought I was safe with them but I guess they just put me back. 

''Please, no, not again'' I plead again and this time I feel, slaps, punches, and kicks over my entire body.

''Can't stay quiet, can we?'' He says while squeezing my throat, I thrash around to the best of my ability but my vision gets more lost. Soon enough it's not only the blindfolds blinding me. 

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I slowly wake up again but I'm in so much pain. All I hear are male groans and moans while I'm screaming in pain. This can't be happening again. All I did to get away from here only to end up in the same situation again.

Suddenly the pain stops and the bed moves. I think I get peace but no, the familiar hand wraps itself around my throat again and squeezes, it doesn't take long for me to start screaming again but the pressure on my throat makes it hard. His groans get louder with every painful, and hard thrust. He relieves my throat a little and I can't do anything but scream in pain. 

''Yeah, scream, the louder you scream the more we're going to hurt you,'' He says that familiar phrase he used and it always came true. No matter how hard I try, it hurts so bad that I can't stop screaming, I just can't.

It feels like hours, it properly is hours. I'm being used, used to their pleasure and no one is here to stop it. Every time I think they're done, another one moves on top of me and the pain starts all over again. It takes longer than usual but eventually, everything gets blurry again and I pass out.

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I wake up with a jump and sit up in my bed, I'm soaked. I rub my eyes but someone touches my shoulder making me jump off the bed. I land on my ass but there is no time to react to that. I craw back until I hit the wall. 

''no, no, no, please, no'' I mumble, without even looking up. Normally it's days between, I can't do that again so soon after. 

''Riley Mea Foster?'' I suddenly hear. The name my mom always used when I had a nightmare. The one phrase that can make my mind stop doing anything. I freeze, but a different kind of freeze, I slowly look up and see Mama and Robbie standing there with worried faces. Mama tries to step closer but I move along the wall to the corner of the room. 

''Okay, I'm sorry. Can you talk sweetie?'' Mama asks and I shake my head. I can't my breathing is in my throat. My hand hits my chest while my body rocks itself back and forth, my head hitting the wall every time I move backward. ''Riley, focus on me please,'' Mama says and I look into her eyes with panic. For a moment I don't care if they're in on it or not. I can't breathe.

Mama steps closer and there is nothing I can do about it. She takes me in her arms and puts my head on her chest. ''Listen to my heartbeat sweetie'' She says and takes deep breaths. ''Follow it,''

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