Silence

Silence (Part 5)

Great. This is just great. My kidnapper is a prostitute?? I took off my clothes, crying. I sat on the ground, softly laying my face on the toilet lid, talking to myself quietly and weakly, "mummy, he's going to rape me!!" The tears got heavier, I knew she couldn't hear me, "and he's going to kill me. And I can't do anything about it!! I'm gonna... I'm gonna..." The kidnapper slammed the door open.

I can't really remember much after that. All I know is that he heard me. And that I passed out. I woke up will a dildo stuffed in my vagina and handprints on my boobs. Oh my gosh. He raped me while I was unconscious... I hear footsteps. Very, very loud footsteps.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!?!?!?!?!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. He was walking around me, speaking words that sound like gibberish. He was holding a knife-a meat cleaver in his right hand, and a big kitchen knife stuffed in his boot. He put the meat cleaver away, and took out the oversized kitchen knife. "Should I kill you?? Or should I have you do me a sex show... Again?? You're so young, my dear. You don't want to die... Do you??" He raised one eyebrow and stopped fidgeting with the knife in his hand. This is it.

"I-I-I---I don't w-want to d-die" I stuttered in the weakest voice anyone has ever heard. I had the tears streaming down my face. "You don't sound like you want to live though, do you now??" I opened my eyes very wide "I DON'T WANT TO FUCKING DIE!!!!!" I started screaming again, in hopes that someone would hear me. Well, someone did hear me. I heard me. So did my kidnapper. Useless.

He took me and threw me on a big counter, I was screaming and kicking my legs as he carried me there. Then I heard a big 'thump'. It was my head hitting the counter. I'm pretty sure I have a concussion. He grabbed the knife and said "say goodbye...."

HEY OK THERE'S STILL A LOT LEFT TILL THIS BOOK IS DONE BUT I'LL KEEP UPLOADING TILL I FINISH IT!! HOPE YOU LIKE THIS STORY!!!!!!

~CHRISTIE