Evie..
I sit up in my bead once I hear that blood bloodcurdling voice call out my name.. no.. no! Why am I so stupid?! Why can't I learn to do simple things? Fuck!
Bill I need to call him now. I stumble off my bed and take my phone from my purse then crawl under my bed and start to dial him. Trying to keep my movements quiet but the sound of the phone ringing is way to loud, I just hope.. I hope he cant hear this.
I pray to every god out there to keep my safe from this horrible man, Tommy.
Hello? Bill spoke into the phone.
Bill please you guys have to come here now.. please! Ow!.
I felt Tommys hand grip onto my ankle, I kicked and flayed around trying my best to escape from him. Who knows what his wicked mind would come up with to do to me now that he's seen me with even more guys.
I dropped my phone.
Evie?! Hello?! Evie say something! Please!
Tommy pressed his hand over my mouth, muffling my screams. I hit my head back onto his which made him fall back onto his knees. But not let go of my mouth. Once he was on his knees, I try and crawl out of his grasp but he pushes all his weight onto me pushing me flat onto the floor.
Evie we're coming!
I try and crawl out from under him until he moves his hands down to my wrists. He leaned down and whispered into my ear.
"I saw you there Evie, sitting with all those men," He snarled, "Hmm? Who do you think you are? You think you can just run off with them and hide from me?" He lifted me up and slammed me onto the floor, squeezing a yelp out of me.
Tears started welling up in my eyes, I squeezed my eyes shut and pressed my forehead against the cool hardwood floor.
His knees pushing against my hips, keeping me pinned under him. Nothing hurt more than that, he knew exactly where to hurt to make me the most vulnerable.
"Aww.. my poor little baby don't cry.. is my sweet girl scared of me?" He brushed my hair out of my eyes, his rough fingertips scratching against my skin. "Evie.. honey, no need to call for help.. those guys are nothing compared to me.. do you really think that?" He whispered.
"Say something!" He yelled and squeezed my wrists, making my charm bracelet dig into my skin. I felt the painful sting which made me start flaying around, trying to get away from him.
"Stop, please stop! You're fucking crazy!" I yelled out and with all my willpower I pushed my knee up between me and the floor. I pushed up and got us back onto our knees, I threw my head back to hit his nose but missed.
He quickly wrapped his arm around my chest and the other onto my jaw, pushing my head back. My back arched from all the pain and I squealed in pain.
"Stupid Stupid girl.." he mumbled and pushed my head further back.
I squealed and whined, trying to pry his dirty hands off of me. I could feel his nails prying and digging into my stomach, aching to leave a mark on me.
He leaned in and spoke into my ear, "Evie can't you understand, i'm only trying to protect you, but you keep on disobeying me, come on, be a good girl for me and obey for once,"
My heart sunk into my stomach, he knew my weak spot. I clenched my eyes even harder, squeezing even more tears out to trail down my cheeks and neck.
My tears being the only sense of warmth, cleansing my body from his filthy touch. I hated but loved the way he spoke to me. But I hate him, he's the one I hate.
My body gave in, the way he was talking and touching me, I just couldn't handle it. My hands slowly stopped trying to push his hands away but instead just stayed lightly over his.
His grip slightly loosened around my jaw and stomach. My head moved to the side to face him, "Please.. stop," I mumbled and let my head fall to press my forehead against his temple.
"My sweet girl," He muttered, "These are the things I have to do when you disobey," He moved his hand to cup the side of my jaw, then placed a gentle kiss onto my nose.
I kept quietly sniffling, "I'm sorry," I whispered and gave into his kiss. He could he so harsh and rough that I forget he could be so gentle and caring.
"Honey, what were you even doing there? With those.. men," He snarled, his grip slightly tightening. That made me let out a quiet whine.
I couldn't tell him I was drunk and stayed the night, laying in Bills arms. He'd freak out on me again. I lost all hope on Bill coming to save me, I couldn't count on him I just met him. I am stupid
But just then, I heard hard steps approaching my bedroom door. My ears perked up, both me and Tommy turned to the door. A displeased look on his face.
"You are so stupid," He whispered into my ear, his hand returned to my neck and squeezed, blocking any air from coming in.
"Agh! Stop!" I choked out, the footsteps seemed to get louder. My hands trying to peel his off of my body.
The door bursted open, I whipped my head around and saw Bill and everyone else standing at the door.
Bill froze but Tom and everyone else immediately went to help me.
"Get off of her!" Tom yelled and plunged into the room to save me, he went behind Tommy.
He grabbed him by his hair and whipped his head back, causing him to let go of me. I fell onto my hands and knees, his grip finally being released from my throat caused me to gasp for air and cough, I looked around for Bill. Immediately looking up I made eye contact with him.
He bent down and scooped me up onto his chest, he held me close.
Behind me I heard grunting but no way in hell would I turn around. I wrapped my arms around Bill and sobbed into his chest. By far this had been the worst thing Tommy has done to me.
"Shh, Evie please calm down," He pulled me up and away from the door, his hands gently stroking my hair. Desperately trying to distract me from everything.
"What's happening..?" I mumbled, my voice muffled from his chest. I slightly parted from his chest and looked up at him, his gaze switching from me and into the room.
"Shh Eve.. you'll be okay," He cooed and looked down at me, his hand moving to cup my cheek. He looked so worried, so distressed to see me in that position.
I felt so vulnerable knowing he had seen me that way, I wanted them to think I could fight for myself. Not needing to be saved by some.. guy.
"Bill.." I whispered, then moved my head back down. Everything seemed to fade. I was never good under pressure, especially things like these. I closed my eyes
I wanted to see what was going on, though whatever was going on, I knew Tom was winning.
Bill quietly gasped, his arms tightening around me.
Tom get off!
Tom that's enough!
Tom stop!!
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