The End Game

chapter 3

When that sinister smile left he's face, he pressed his mouth in a flat line he's eyes had this mad glint my brain tried to send me warning:: danger!!! danger!!! do not proceed  I tried getting away from him by angling my body to the door seeing it as my escape from hell, my vision started getting blurry , I could feel tears filling my eyes the pounding of my heart increased because I knew what was gonna happen if I didn't get away I turned in a haste trying to get to the door

   He grabbed the back of my dress , ripping it, making me trip and hit my head on the coffee table ,he pulled me up to him with a hand fisted in my hair , then I thought back to a time he said he loved the way my strawberry blonde hair frames my face, I whimpered, scared and dizzy from the hit to my head ,blood trickling down to my eyes blinding me ,making my vision black and red

  "Where do you think you are going",he laughed in my face
Right now I hated that melodious sound , I tried pushing against He's hand wrapped around my torso my body trembling with fear

He kisses my neck ,sucking and biting softly
    " You want it, I can feel you tremble" he whispered
  I tried telling him to stop,wanting to reason with him that he promised to wait till I was ready,that I don't want my first to be like this but I felt numb, my bones felt like liquid ,my lips couldn't move ,my tongue felt like lead ,my vision kept going black whatever he had spiked my drink with must be very good because my body felt like mush
I could feel he's hands on my body , ripping what was left of my gown off me

With a hard push I fell on the four poster bed I had admired and fantasize about upon entering the suite, yes I had wanted to christine the bed but not like this not in fear ,not in pain I tried blinking away the blood entering my eyes but I couldn't ,my vision was lost I could only feel and that was the worst option
  I felt his hands on my chest making a quick work of my bra, flinging it behind him , he squeezed my breast roughly ,biting and pinching my nipples painfully you would think that will cause a reaction from me but I still feel numb,like i was out of my body witnessing the degradation of it from a corner

A voice in my head kept telling me to scream, to push,to struggle ,to do something to keep him from accomplishing what he wants but I could feel my self getting cold and I thought perhaps I was dying because it was better than what was happening. He pushed my legs apart, positioning himself between them I could feel him rubbing my thighs, his breath on my face as he plunges his tongue into my mouth, biting my lips and drawing blood. he touches my labia and I felt him moved to the night stand ,I thought oh thank God he's not gonna do it, for a moment I felt a glimmer of hope in my heart until I felt he's hand around my neck ,choking me and in one thrust I felt pain so intense I blacked out but not before I saw triumph in his blurry blue eyes

My head feels like an attic filled with cobwebs ,I tried to open my eyes feeling this sharp pain in my head all I can think of is where am I it feels like months has passed in my head,
you know that long nap we all take that when we wake up and it seems like its the next day but it was just 2hours . Trying to get up my hands hit something or rather some one as I turn around and see Michael, his hair mussed up and naked like the day he was born , I stand up instantly trying to assess the situation, making a list in my head
 
     * am naked
     * his naked
     *there's blood on the sheets
     *bruises on my chest and neck, like I was choked
     * fingernails mark all over my thighs like someone gripped them hard
   I whimpered releasing a soft sob cause I don't want him to wake up,I just wanna leave I rushed to put on my dress but it was ruined ,I didn't realize I was crying until I passed a mirror in the bathroom I couldn't look at myself I grabbed the bathrobe ,putting it on picking my torn dress and undergarments I have a sudden urge to pee but I can't because the pain I feel down there is worse .I find my clutch on the dresser I grabbed it and I just ran , I ran past the elevator and used the stairs because I will be mortified if someone sees me like this

As I left the hotel, the doorman looking at me skeptically i quickly hail a cab
    "Where to "? the cab driver ask
  "Anywhere but here " I whispered
Seating in the cab I couldn't control myself I burst out crying, not silent crying but loud sobs and snots crying the cab driver kept looking at me,he's eyes asking if I was OK
    I turned on my phone to see 5 missed calls from Clarice I decided not to call her right now. I fired up my search engine and typed what do you after getting raped so many
suggestions popped up
Only one made sense to me , I told the driver to take me there and he looked at me with sympathy in his eyes
     I accepted the look and warmth in his eyes because that's what I needed right now

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I just want to say any one who reads this and can relate to this tragedy am sorry
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