I squeeze my eyes shut, bordering up any tears that dare try to escape. I will not cry for him. I will not. he smiles at me, he knows I hate this. what he does to me. he slides the blade lower and lower, tracing my curves and my outlines with the tip it, daring to push deeper. he smiles, twistedly, and with a dark, and horrifying meaning that I know I will find out eventually.
he moves to stand infront of me, and catches my gaze, locking me in it. I look him square on, showing him I have no fear. but we both know I am terrified.
he sees this in my eyes, and his grin widens, making my stomach roll. he edges closer, his lips, almost beckoning. he leans in, and kisses me, softly and senuosly. I bite down on his lip until I feel blood trickle into my mouth. he pulls away suddenly, and puts his fingers to his lip. I draw up his blood in my mouth and with the strength and accuracy I have, I spit it at his face. he takes a couple of steps backwards, letting out a noise of confusion, and utter disgust. he wipes his face clean, and looks at me in disbelief. I suddenly regret what I have done. he lunges for me, and dives the knife into my side. I scream out, blood streaming from the deep incision. he pushes it in further. I scream again. its like my body is on fire. now he twists the blade, so it'll take longer to heal, before slowly pulling it back out. "you ungrateful bitch" he spits at me. I can do nothing but wince and sob silently. he rips my jacket off of my frail body and tosses it aside. my heart begins to beat faster as I realise where this is going. he slides his hands up my back, and begins to unzip my dress. more tears come out as I struggle, desperate to get away from him. he laughs as he slides my strapless dress down me. I turn my head to prevent myself seeing what is going to happen to me. he gazes at my chest - I may be only be 15, but I am a 34DD - before grabbing it, squeezing them in his dirty hands. then he kisses each one, before slowly unhinging my bra. "please" I beg him "don't do this" he smiles and simply replies, "you brought this on yourself yana. now I get to have fun"
