Mistakes [Second Book]

forty four

TRIGGER WARNING

Daniel's POV

My eyes slowly open and I find myself on a mattress. It's springy and not comfortable at all, but that's the least of my concern. Where am I? How did I get here? What the hell happened to me?

"Oh look who's awake!" I hear Cat chirp before leaning over me.

Immediately as the words leave her mouth, I notice two other bodies leaning over me. Sawyer and...Christian? Panic(!) immediately rises in me as I see the familiar boy's face and I begin to wriggle around violently. Something seems to be restraining me, almost like rope.

"There's no point in trying to escape, dear." Christian leans down and whispers in my ear, trailing his finger down my clothed torso slowly.

My body locks up and I freeze at the contact. This is it. The fear I've had ever since Christian touched me the first time. I thought Cat was better than this. Maybe even my friend. I guess I was wrong. Lately I to be wrong about a lot of things.

"S-Stop," I stutter and watch as Sawyer whips out a camera. Cat begins to smile and the sweet, broken girl I was met with earlier instantly diminishes into complete and pure evil.

"Oh honey. It'll only hurt for a minute, I promise." Christian whispers and I feel his hand reach under my shirt before he rips - literally rips - it off of my body.

My eyes squeeze shut and I silently pray for this nightmare to be over. But it won't be. As soon as his fingers trail beneath my pants and he slides them down, along with me briefs, I know I'm screwed. I'm completely exposed to three of the people who participated in ruining my life and my relationship. As my eyes screw shut even tighter, I feel a hand slap across my face.

"Fucking watch, you bitch!" Christian screams at me, pure anger lacing his words. I gulp and nod slowly as I see him climb on top of me.

Before I know what's happening, he begins to thrust inside of me violently. I cry loudly, screaming for help, but I'm stopped by a hand covering my mouth.

"Shut the fuck up, slut." Christian spits at me and begins twisting my nipples roughly.

His nails dig into my chest and he puts more and more pressure onto it with each thrust he takes. I look down, tears blurring my vision, and see large beads of blood forming where his nails have dug into my delicate skin. He notices the damage and smiles, beginning to drag his fingers down my chest. I cry out even louder, watching the large gashes form and begin pouring out with the crimson red liquid.

Tears have stained my cheeks as I quietly sob. My attempts to scream aren't worth it, as nothing comes out when I open my mouth. The voice I once had has disappeared and I'm left here, useless and vulnerable. This was the worst decision I've ever made. Never trust the sweet girl with the innocent smile.

"Ah there!" Christian announces, pulling out of me before opening my mouth roughly and filling it with the white sticky substance. I gag and try to spit it out, but he just slaps me.

"Swallow. Now." he demands and I immediately swallow, "Good boy."

The tears welling in my eyes begin to pour out violently as I look down at the bleeding gashes along my torso. What did I ever do to deserve this?

"Did you get the pictures?" I hear Christian ask Sawyer quietly and he nods.

"Let's get out of here." Cat whispers and Sawyer turns back to look at me.

"What do we do with him?" Sawyer asks and I swallow loudly.

"Leave him to suffer." Christian spits.

And just like that, the three of them walk out of the room, leaving me alone, hurt, and tied to a bed.

(a/n: im sorry...)