' Fear More than He Just Says. ' { RAPE ENTRY }

How Should I Trust You.

I shivered, i was leaned up against jack outside the bars entrance.

I had my arms folded, and my head down. He ignored me, just continued texting.

He could of at least lended me a jacket couldn't he? it wasn't even that cold outside. i just felt harshly uncomfortable in the environment.

I didn't have my shirt. Just a bra. and my joggers with some old sneakers. No coat, not jacket, no hat, just that.

Jack however? long sleeved shirt, a wool jumper, a cropped jumper, jeans, and boots with a beanie on top of his headphones.. 

I just kept staring at the floor. Jack had my phone in his back bag, but i didn't have the energy to go through a entire conversation with his lazy ass for it.

After a while, he snapped his phone of and held hold of my hand, dragging me back to the car.

( He's a horrible driver by the way. )

'' are we.. goin back to yours or am i being dropped off at mine? ''

Jack sat in the drivers seat next to me, adjusting the mirror, '' Oh darling, back to mine of course? don't you wanna have a fun '' sleepover '' ? '' he gave me a reassuringly fake smile and started to ram the car round the curb.

I rested my head on the window, shutting my eyes and sighing, the glass fogging up from my breath.

Yay. what a fantastic night. 

Well, what now?

I couldn't jump out of  the car, jack always rode WAYYYY off the speed limit. there was no chance.  

He must of assumed i was having escape thoughts, as the car doors clicked, locking, and the car sped up down the highway.

I gripped the seat. '' slow THE FUCKING CAR DOWN!!!! '' i yelled, and he slammed down n the brakes and skidded to a halt.

He turned a glare at me.

i nervously looked away, '' Sorry- sorry i wasn't meaning to shout..!! '' i picked my fingers, avoiding any eye contact with him. i took a glance at his bag on the floor by my feet, he kept a stack of pens in the front pocked. could i grab one and use it as a weapon? no. the bags zips are more messed up than anything.

i thought about trying to call nari, and covering it up as a misunderstanding to her.

She would of been worried by now. i usually wasn't home late. i liked early nights a lot.

Jack opened his door, stepping out and walking over to my side. i peered at him, confused. he yanked my door open and pulled me out onto the floor, grabbing hold of me by the bra and smashing his fist into my face.

'' Oh you think a little '' SoRrY!! SoRrY!! ''  will make up for your DISGUSTING attitude? '' he spat, mimicking my voice in a childish manner, '' Oh honey you DO. NOT. speak to me like that! ''  His laugh was pitched and manipulating, as he took me by the hair and pushed me back into the car.

'' you are SO making up for this when were back home. '' He grunted, starting the car back up forcefully.

I knew exactly what he meant. and i was '' SO '' Not looking forward to it. 

I's been assaulted, both physically and Sexually already, less than 40 minutes ago if i was right.

And now this asshole was threatening to do the exact same in at least 5 minutes.

I lowered my head back down for the rest of the ride, till he pulled back into the driveway, i picked myself up and got out the car, walking over to where he stood, near the door. 

I followed him back upstairs to his room, where he sat on his phone.

I stood in the corner, pulling a baggy shirt overtop of myself, and adjusting my  joggers.

I sat next to him with my phone, which i had pinched out of his bag

deciding to text Nari, I opened her contact and typed a couple words in.

'' staying at Jacks, See you tmoz at school. '' I wrote, sending it to her.

The message popped up as read almost immediately after i sent it, well good. she'd been waiting i guess. Bit freaky much?

Attempting to put my phone down, tired, i kept hearing it ring from notifications.

'' Are you okay? ''

'' Helloooooo?! ''

'' Why did you tell me earlier? ''

'' Where's his house..? ''

I mean, it was annoying. but at least she cared.

i felt Jack peering over, '' Tell whatever dingbats spamming you to shut the fuck up. its a annoying sound to hear. almost as annoying as your voice. '' he said sarcastically, placing his phone on his charger pad. and turning over to face me.

I looked the other way, turning over on the bed, staring at the bedside table.

I ignored him putting his arm over my waist. I really, really, REALLY wasn't in the mood.

Never was. but, was there much choice with Jack? No. there wasn't. I was his to use.

jack didn't like being ignored, so he clutched onto my waist and pull me to face him, gripping a hand around my chin so i couldn't turn away.

'' Jack. please. I'm really tired. '' I slashes my face away from his and tried to push his hand away.

In a flash, he grabbed both my hand and smashed them down onto the bed-frame, securing me in place with a Security Tag Zip.

I kicked him back off with my leg and struggled to break my hands out.

Angry, he grabbed his scalpel from the side table and slashes it across my chest ( which he hd rolled the shirt up. ) lightly, luckily not too deep.

He shushed me, gripping his hands back down over my mouth like the first time.

'' silly, don't wake the neighbor's up! wouldn't it be fun explaining this to them hmm..? '' His face was inches from mine, and i stared at him firmly.

I waited till his hand broke free from my mouth, and tossed my hair as side, 

'' I'm not fucking scared of you. Its pathetic of you to think that.. '' I muttered.

He froze on the spot. his fists clenched.

'' Excuse me..? '' he chuckled.

Shit.

Why. Why would you say that. you could of said anything else. ANYTHING!

i was lost in a  train of thoughts, not even noticing him immediately tightening my neck with a  rope to the bed with my hands and smashing my head back into the wall.

I felt, dizzy. and weak.

I was wrong. 

I was scared of him.