A key to a murderers heart

What i thought would be my death

I'm laying in this closet for about thirty minutes now. I can hear my shower going off. I wonder if I should try and open the door and get out. I tried and it wouldn't open. Then Ryan opens the door slow and I crawl back.
Sam: please don't hurt me...
Ryan: no... We just want to clean you up.
Sam: where's everyone else?
Ryan: come on, let's clean you up.

Ryan's voice was surprisingly calming and I was completely concerned.
Sam: okay...

I get out of the closet and Ryan leads me to the bathroom and I saw that the bathtub was full. Ryan was blocking the door way.
Ryan: take your clothes off.
Sam: what?
Ryan: you don't get in the bath with clothes on.
Sam: your not going to hurt me right?
Ryan: just take your clothes off.

I didn't do what he told me.
Ryan: like this.

Ryan ran up to me and pulled my shirt off and then he kneeled down and pulled down my underwear. He saw the blood stain on my underwear.
Ryan: I'll get you new clothes.
Sam: okay...
Ryan: what'd do you say!?
Sam: thank you...
Ryan: that's right.

Ryan walked about three feet away from the door.
Ryan: we're ready!

I was so scared. I shouldn't have trusted Ryan. I'm so stupid. James and Derek walked in.
Sam: no please...
James: Time for a bath.
Sam: NO!

James held me down on my knees and where I am facing the bath. I get slight glance at the mirror and see Ryan getting naked.
Sam: no please...

I can't take anymore. Ryan bends me over the bath and I can tell he is on his knees behind me. He holds me over the water.
Sam: stop.... HELP!!
Ryan: no one can hear you... But here's something you'll like.

Ryan then shoved his penis inside me and I screamed because I felt even more tearing. Ryan holds my head under the water and it was so cold. After twenty seconds I could not breath so I started tapping Ryan's hand. Ryan held me by my hair and pulled me above water.
Ryan: how's that?

He puts my head back under, I can't breath and I'm getting raped. Every time he shoves his penis inside me, it hurts more.  After three minutes he gets off of me and I gasp for air and fall on my bathroom floor. I start to cry a lot. I'm shaking like crazy because of the cold water. Ryan brings me a pair of under wear and a t-shirt.
Sam: can I have pants?
Ryan: no.
Derek:come on, back to your closet.
Sam: no please... Don't make me.
Derek: shut up.

Derek dragged me back into the closet and locked me in. I just fell asleep.
I wake up in the closet, I think I slept a long time or maybe not. I can't give up, I'm scared. My legs are in pain and so is my ass. I look at the door and see it open. Derek is standing over me.
Derek: wake up sweet heart...
Sam: please... Don't hurt me..
Derek: your my bitch...okay?
Sam: what?
Derek: you do what I say. Now get up.

I didn't move a muscle.
Derek: I said get up!

Derek grabs me by my arm and throws me out of the closet and onto the ground.
Sam: no... Please! HELP!
Derek: shut up!

I look around and see that it is still some what dark. I look at the small clock by my wall and see that it is three in the morning. The three walk up to me.
Ryan: get up.
Derek: get up... You do as I say remember?
James: yeah words going around that you're his bitch huh?

James was making fun of me in a demented way.
James: come on little bitch...

I tried to get up but then James kicked me hard in the side stomach where i fell to the ground groaning.
Sam: stop it...
Ryan: get up!
Sam: I can't.
Ryan: why?
James: come on try again.