Shattered Asylum

Chapter 36

T.W.

S.A & Abuse.

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Daniel throws me into the bumper of his truck. "You fucking cunt! Forks has turned you into a bitch, we are going to fix that." He says, grabbing my hair and shoving me inside the truck. Tears flow down my cheeks as I rub my head.

He get's in the drivers side and slams his door shut. He starts his car and peels out of the school parking lot. I secretly get my phone out and hit record. If I die at least the cops will know who did it.

"W-Where are we going?" I stutter. He is going twenty over the speed limit. "Shut the hell up!" He screams as he white knuckles the steering wheel. I try to put my seat belt on with shaky hands. He's going to kill us!

Ten minutes go by and he goes onto a dirt road and stomps on his breaks once he's far enough away from the main road.

He breathes heavily through his nose as he stares out the windshield. I don't move or say a word, scared he's going to lash out on me.

"Do you know how long it took me to find you?" He asks looking off into nothing. I wrap my shaky hands around my stomach, waiting for him to do something. "Four months. It took me four months to find you and once I finally did, you were with him." He laughs dryly.

He turns his head, a crazed look in his eyes. I scoot as far away from him, knowing he isn't Daniel anymore. "Of course we couldn't have that, so I threatened to kill his family if he didn't back off." He says. My hand flies to my mouth as a tear escapes my eye.

"Tell me, did he fuck you?" He asks his jaw ticks at the thought. I shut my eyes and try to calm my rapid breathing.

I jump when he hits the middle console. "Answer me!" He screams. A sob escapes my lips, tears pouring out of my eyes. "No." I whisper, shaking my head.

"Don't lie to me. It was more than just him, huh?" He asks grabbing my wrist and pulling me to him. I whimper at the pain. "I'm not! I promise!" I choke out. He hums looking between my eyes. "Get in the back." He says, shoving me away from him.

He unbuckles his  seat belt, still watching me. I shake my head, my stomach knotting. He grabs my head and slams it onto the center console. I cry out in pain, holding my face. "Don't make me tell you again." He says, his voice venomous.

I unbuckle myself and crawl in the back. I cover my shaking body with my arms. He get's out of the car and opens the back door. "Take off your pants." He demands. I scoot all the way to the other door trying to get as far away from him.

He let's out a low growl as he takes something out of his back pocket. My body tenses as he points a gun at me. "Make me ask you one more time, see what happens." He says. I start hyperventilating as I fumble with my button.

He sighs in frustration before he grabs my legs and pulls me towards him. "Please don't do this!" I cry out as he rips my pants off me.

He crawls inside his truck and closes the door. He flips me onto my stomach and points the gun at my head. "Don't give me any trouble and maybe i'll let you live." He says, moving my underwear to the side.

I clench my hands, waiting for the pain to begin. He grabs a fistful of my hair and pulls hard causing my head to whip back. "I'll show you what happens to sluts who disobey me." He grits out while spreading my legs apart.

I scream out in pain as he shoves himself inside of me. His hand snakes around my neck and squeezes, restricting my breathing. He grunts as he pounds into me. I fist the leather seats as the pain begins to be too much.