Just What I Am.

{5}

I woke up, with my arms tied to the headboard of my bed. Austin was sitting next to my nightstand. My eyes had crust on the edges, from the dried tears. I just watched him silently, waiting for him to finish whatever he wanted to do to me.

"Hello sleeping beauty." He lifted his head from my phone. Wait MY PHONE!

"Austin please untie me. I'm sorry! Just please!" I begged as he just paced back and forth in front of the bed.

"Nah why don't I read to you," he unlocked my phone and started to hum as he lit a blunt, "let's see here-

Rakim- hey baby girl last night was dope. You pretty wild. I hope you can make it to the party tonight at my place. I'll be expecting you. Xx

Hannah- I had fun too. I don't know if I can make it, cause Austin's always up my ass, but I'll try and get out of it.-

Soo I'm always up your ass, huh? No but I'm about to be." He threw my phone at the wall and jumped onto the bed.

"Nooo! Austin please stop." He wiggled the shorts off of me.

" just shut up! I'm doing this as a punishment!"

"No, stop just hear me out," he stopped fiddling with his belt and looked up, "if you untie me... I'll do whatever you want. Don't rape me. Let me do all of the work, and I promise you'll like it."

He got up and locked the door. Then untied my wrists. I gasped when he lifted me up from the bed and put me on top of him. We just starred at each other util he motioned for me to start.

After a while he finally came. And started to become more cruel.

He kept grabbing my hair, slapping my face, and biting my sides. But the last thing really pissed me off. He screamed out Rakim.

I can't do this anymore. I suddenly remembered the pepper spray, I kept behind my pillow, along with two guns.

I leaned over him to grab the gun and pepper spray .

"Close your eyes baby, it's about to get real good." He did as I said.

I literally started twerking on his dick, had this nigga shouting. That's when I pointed the pepper spray right in his face.

"Open your eyes sweetie," as soon as they opened I sprayed. He flipped off the bed and started crying in pain on the floor. I got up and packed my shit. After all this apartment did belong to Austin. "By the way. I quit."

I ran outside and threw my stuff into the car all my money was in the trunk.

Where the hell am I supposed to go? There's only one person I could think of. Rakim.

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