You Found Me

《13》

!!!!!!!!Trigger warning!!!!!!!

This chapter will have rape in it. I am seriously sorry but this will help the story go into place. I will give a notification as to when the 'scene' has ended. Just look for the bold print if you do not wish to read this part of the story.

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My eyes looked over every movement that Jackson made. The smirk never left the face of this 18 year old as he closed and locked the basement door. He made very slow footsteps towards me. He studied me as if I were an object.

"You know, there is one thing that I have always wanted to do to you. It killed me every time I saw you. How beautiful you were. How hot you are with that body of yours." He licked his lips seductively. I cringed in disgust. His eyes trailed my body up and down. I covered myself as best as I could with my hands. Nothing helped.

My maid dress was ripped in various parts and my black stockings were also ripped. And not to mention the dress was originally short so the length is no use.

I winced as he pushed me onto the cold wall. His large hand covered my mouth and his knee was pressed in between my thighs. My eyes widened as I finally figured out what he was going to do.

Oh God please. Let Ciel and Sebastian arrive soon.

I let out a whimper once Jackson's knee rubbed my womanhood. Tears welded up in my eyes.

"Shh shh shh shhhhh," he cooed. "You will let me do this or else I will kill you." He pulled out a pocket knife and held it against my neck. The cold metal pressed against my skin, scaring me even more. I closed my eyes in fear. My salty tears ran down my cheeks and slid onto Jackson's hand. "Now I am going to take my hand off your mouth. If you scream it's bye-bye. Understand?"

Of course I understand. I'm not deaf. I nodded. He slowly took his hand off my mouth but he pressed the knife harder on my neck making it a little harder to breathe.

He dug in the pocket of his trousers, apparently looking for something. His face grew a grin as he found what he was looking for.

My eyes widened and I gulped, with a little difficulty, as I caught sight of the small red pill that he pulled out.

He put the pill in his mouth and kissed me forcefully. His tongue shoved it's way into my wet cavern. He then shoved the pill down my throat with his tongue giving me no choice but to swallow it.

After a few more moments of forcefully kissing, Jackson pulled away and stared at me. The grin never left his face, making me worry.

My body shook. All feeling in my body left me. I dropped down to my butt and slumped against the wall. I winced slightly as some of my cuts made contact with the wall. I felt numb. I can't move. Now I'm really scared.

"You can't move can you?" Jackson chuckled, "you can feel pain and pleasure but you can't move. I have full control of your body. You can speak but that's only because I want to hear your moans when I fuck the life out of you." He licked his lips hungrily.

"You sick bastard." I spat. He drop down to one knee and grasped my chin in his hand.

"Don't speak to me like that sweet cheeks." He pecked my lips.

He then grabbed my hips and dragged me off of the wall. My sensitive and injured back rubbed against the floor. I yelped. He walked over to a nearby table that held Jace's disciplinary weapons and whips. He grabbed another knife and came back to me.

I gritted my teeth as he ripped the front part of my dress open and took off my panties. He took in his view with lustfilled eyes, making me cringe in disgust and try to wiggle away. But no use. I can not move. He then put a ripped piece of cloth in my mouth to muffle my speaking and screams.

He stood up and unbuckled the belt that held his pants open. I bit the cloth hard, trying to keep my tears in my eyes but a lone tear rebelled.

I heard his pants fall on the floor with a soft thud. He then grasped my hips, without warning, and pushed himself in.

I screamed but it came out muffled because of the fabric in my mouth. More tears ran down my face.

He kept on jamming himself into me. It hurt like hell. Tears could not stop running.

He dug his nails into my hips, most likely drawing more blood.

The room was getting blurry. And not from the tears. My head started pounding and I gave one more muffled scream.

I became unconscious once he let his load fill me.

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~3rd pov~ (I did the long pause on purpose)

Screams filled the air as the two men made their way into the house. The Earl in blue searched for the girl as the butler in black defended him from the blows of the various guns and other weapons.

Bodies now lay dead on the tile floor of Alexa's old home.

Sebastian stood, a little out of breath, next to the earl. He turned on all of his senses and began to also search for the girl. His eyes widened as he heard faint breathing and a small rattling coming from behind a door to his left. A deathly slow heart beat as well. The metallic scent of blood filled his nostrils.

"Come young master," He ran toward it, the Earl behind him, and pushed it open. As he was met with an unconscious, bloody girl he gritted his teeth and his eyes turned a bright pink. His eyes then met with a man who was currently putting his belt back on.

"Alexa!" The Earl shouted as he tried to run toward the girl, the butler stopped him with an extended arm. "Sebastian! I order you to kill that man."

Jackson then turned around just as Sebastian said his infamous, yes my lord.

Sebastian leaped into the air and struck Jackson in the chest with the silverware that he held in between his gloved fingers. He landed on the floor as the, now dead, body fell to the floor. That was easy. He thought.

He looked off to the direction of the girl, who was now being cradled by the earl. Ciel looked at the girl with so much admiration that it surprised Sebastian. A small tear ran down Ciel's face and onto Alexa's pale cheek.

"S-sebastian," the Earl stuttered. "How can I save her?"

"My lord, she is extremely close to death. Nothing can help to save her on time." The butler replied, sadly.

"Can you turn her into a," he started, debating whether or not to finish. "A demon?"

"May I ask why, my lord?" The demon tilted his head.

Ciel gently stroked the girl's face. Her porcelain-like skin was now tattered and bruised and bloody. He took off his jacket and covered her body with it.

"Because I want her to be mine."

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Aaaaahhh!!!!!! It's too cute.

I am extremely sorry for this horrible chapter. I feel so bad about the beginning but this is for the resolution of the story. And yes the story is coming to an end. Only like three or four chapters left. *sigh* I had fun. Hope you liked it tho.

Luv ya
Bye bears,
Muah!!

~ jenni ♡