Corner Store Girl: Janoskians: Luke and Jai Brooks Fanfiction

Chapter 18: "If only he were here." (Part 2)

I tried to fight but it was no use there was something inside the bag on my head; it was probably chloroform. The smell was pungent quickly and I became exhausted as my punches and kicks hit nothing. What I was doing was useless, and I had accepted that as I fell on the floor and into a deep sleep.

When I woke up, I couldn't open my eyes right away.

My head felt heavy.

It was cold.

I could feel my bare skin shivering against the sheets of a bed. I tried to move, but couldn't. I tried to scream, but I just heard myself moan. After a little bit of time, I started to pull myself together. I attempted to scream again and this time my moans were higher pitched and louder. I slowly opened my eyes and saw my body was only covered by my underwear and my arms and legs were tied to my own bed at my aunt's house. The ropes attaching me to the corners of the piece furniture was probably triple knotted and kept me in the center of the cushion. I began to pull all of limbs away from their restrained point, but it was no use. I started to scream and it worked; I almost scared myself at how loud I was being. Soon enough I was thrusting and screaming and thrusting and screaming until my throat became dry and my muscles sore. I heard someone running up the steps and prayed for Luke's face to appear through the door. I could tell it was morning by the light coming through the windows; he should be here. Hopefully this was just one sick sexual game he was trying to play. He would never hear the end of this from me.

Finally the door creaked open but I was unpleasantly surprised.

"I'm glad you're awake babe." Said Damien with a cheeky smile. In any other situation I would have found it cute and attractive but right now nothing would make me happier but to punch it. I silently stared at him as he made his way around the bed. I thrust my body trying to get free but of course it was no use, and the more I moved the tighter the restraints felt.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"Well, hi there sunshine. My day is going great, thank you for asking."

"What the hell are you doing?" I repeated.

He rolled his eyes. "Me? The more important question is what did you you do?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Let me re jog your memory?" He smiled darkly and pounced on top of me, kissing my neck. I tried hard to kick him off but my legs stayed tied. He then started to kiss down my body.

"Get the fuck off of me, you creep."

He retracted himself from me and started to laugh. "There you go again. Playing hard to get."

"I'm not playing anything."

"Mhm."

"Shut the fuck up, untie me, and never talk to me again." I threatened.

"At first I was hurt by the way you spoke to me when you lied of the lack of connection between us, but then I caught on." He smiled. "You wanted me to fight for us. You were testing me, and now you can see we're stronger than ever. Our relationship has reached the highest point of intimacy possible."

My eyes grew wide. "What the fuck did you fucking do to me?" I screamed, scared of, yet knowing the answer. I tried to pull harder and harder, no matter the lack of a difference I made, I kept trying to fight.

"We performed the most true act of passion that can ever be committed. We made love." Tears formed in his eyes, "It was so beautiful," he cried.

I continued to let it sink in as he continued to cry of happiness with his face in his hands."Y-you raped me." He then looked up with his tear-stained face, but he was angry.