Disappearing In Twos

Chapter 6

    (Rose's POV)

      I stayed huddled in the corner of the room hugging my knees to my chest as if that could save me from the beast in front of me. I was shaking in fear with every step he took towards me. His smirk grew into an evil sneer as he felt a sense of dominance course through his veins.

      He bent down to my level and gripped my chin between his thumb and index finger with an immense pressure. I whimpered and he immediately chuckled. "Don't worry Rose, I'll try to be gentle," he whispered in a sinister tone. I headbutted him and left his nose bloodied. He stumbled backwards and I took that as my chance to run.

      I stood up and went to ran to the door; as I reached the door his muscular arms wrapped around my waist and I let out a quick yelp. He threw me onto the bed and quickly tied me down. He went through a door and came back a few minutes later with a clean face. "That wasn't very nice Rose... I was even going to be gentle with you tonight..." His voice trailed off into a devilish smirk. He grips my chin again with one hand and pinches my stomach with the other. I gasp sharply and her takes this chance to force a kiss. My eyes widen as I am unable to push him away. The ropes burn my skin as I begin to struggle. He breaks the kiss and pulls out the cold steel blade from his pocket. he begins to cut away the fabric of the dress and then my undergarments as well. My face grows pale and tears fall from my eyes. He has his way with me and does as he pleases until he grows tired of it. I passed out a number of times during my rape due to the pain only to be woken again by a sharp slap across my face. When he did grow tired I was to worn down to attempt any sort of a struggle or cry for help. He cut the ropes from around my wrists and my legs finally freeing me. He lay down beside me and pulled my back to his chest. He kissed my neck and I could feel his breath in my ear as he whispered, "Goodnight Rose."

      The next morning I woke in the basement bedroom with Sara huddled in the corner across from the bed. My whole body felt super sore and I could barely move, however Sara was crying and I needed to comfort her. I needed her to know it will all be fine. I take a step and fall to the floor with a loud thud. I began to crawl towards Sara on my hands and knees. When I finally reach Sara's side she looks at me with a face full of worry, sadness, and... Shame? Guilt? Fear? I reach out to her and she recoils away from my hand.

      "Sara? Why are you acting so skiddish around me? It's going to be okay... I promise you that I will keep you safe from now on." I say with an unwavering resoluteness that makes Sara relax a little.

      Sara looks down to the floor with a few tears falling from her eyes. "Rose... I'm so sorry. I'm sorry. Sorry. Sorry. Sorry, sorry, sorry. I didn't mean to snap at you that day... I was just so ashamed and I felt so disgusting and I- I just... I'm so sorry Rose!" Sara exclaimed as she threw herself into my arms. I tried hard not to cringe due to the pain her hug was causing. I gently stroke her hair and she sits up just as the door swung open...

      "What the hell was that noise!" exclaimed the frantic monster. Frantic? Why was he so frightened? "Rose! Are you okay!?"

      "M-me?" I question in confusion while pointing towards myself.

      "Yes, you! Who else is named Rose you idiot!?"

      "I- I'm fine? Why are you so concerned anyways!?" I snap at him.

      He pauses and his eyes widen a bit. He clears his throat and gently speaks, "Why indeed..." He then turns on his heels and stops at the door. "Clean this room before I get home in a few hours. I have an... errand... that i need to run..." He leaves the room no sooner than he finishes speaking and we were left to tidy up. Locked in our own little hell.