He comes up behind the girl and with one touch she's on her knees, head down, dry eyes staring blankly at the floor, like he taught her. Such an obedient girl. Then man comes round in front of the girl and begins to unzip his trousers. The girl whimpers accidentaly and her eyes widen.
SLAP!
She falls to the left but is dragged back up by her hair.
"Don't make a sound." He growls into her ear and drops her.
The girl repositions herself back onto her knees and carefully continues.
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Slowly her consciousness comes back and she painfully gets to her feet. She assesses her injuries, tenderly pressing at the bruises and wiping away dried blood.
Creeeak
Startled she looks around, preparing for another attack but one doesn't come.
Gasp."Oh fuck... Not again.." Slowly shock turns to anger. "I'll kill that sonnuvabitch!" He says, his body radiates anger causing her to back into the wall. Her legs give way as tears begin to pour down her pale cheeks and she slides down the wall, whimpering.
He quickly walks towards her a pained look on his face. "Please don't cry, you're okay. You're safe with me." He kneels and takes her into his arms. She buries her face in his shoulder and sobs.
"P-please.." She whispers, her voice raspy and choked."S-s-stt..stay.. "
"Ofcourse" He answers, He's covered in her blood and tears,holding her trembling body of bones and bruises digs into him and her whimpers make him feel like his heart is being ripped from his chest but he stays, sitting uncomfortably, desperate to help her.
"Stay the night?.." She asks unsure.
"If you want me to.." He says. Suddenly he pushes her away by her shoulders to look in her watery blue eyes, he pushes a strand of her dirty blonde hair from her face and asks in a very serious tone. "Nance.. you do realise that if I stay we are not to have sex.. I don't want to hurt you and you've gotta sleep. I'm here to comfort you tonight and keep you safe, not make your nightmares stronger'. Okay?"
She's shocked, she was expecting him to want sex and she wanted it too but also she really did NOT want it, she was too sore, she could feel the fatigue that had been making her bones heavy more than ever and the thought of having him terrorise her nightmares would have made her sleep worse.
She nodded.
"Also, I am going to stay awake tonight so I can calm you down from your nightmares so don't tell me to sleep. You are going to eat, we're going to have dinner and if you don't eat then I won't eat, are we clear... Darling?
She looks annoyed but gives in. "...Fine.."
"Good... I take it you're not ready to eat yet?"
She shakes her head, she can feel her stomach go all queasy and she shuts her eyes tight waiting for the feeling to pass.
"What? What's wrong? Are you okay?" He asks, struggling to keep the panic from his voice but when she doesn't answer and her grip on his arm tightens he fails. "Please tell me what's wrong??"
Slowly she takes a deep shaky breath, loosens her grip and opens her eyes to reveal fully dilated pupils. Her face begins to get paler by the second. "I feel sick... and I ca... can't breath prop-perly." As though that one sentence was the greatest struggle ever, she falls forward into his arms and makes no effort to get back up. Gently he lifts her, lays her on the couch and kneels beside her.
"Let me phone-"
"No!" She sits up too quickly causing her to clutch her head and let out a moan. "No..." She whispers.
He sighs. "Fine but atleast let me take care of you.. Tell me what you want and I'll get it for you.. No arguments. Lie down and let me get you some water." She sighs but surrenders and lays on her back.
He goes through to the kitchen and begins to pour a drink when he hears her.
Ahhhhh!
He runs to the door and sees hersurled up in a ball, clutching her stomach.
He kneels beside her again. "What's wrong?"
