Unforgivable Lacerations

Chapter Twenty-One

Sexual assault is mentioned in this chapter. You have been warned. 

From Chapter Twenty:

He was going to make me 'his' against my will, and there was nothing I could do to stop it.

Boiling fingers, stickily hot that made me want to squirm away, slid towards my part as I wailed a scream, telling him, begging, to stop. Please, please, Jacob, stop! That only aroused him more as he clutched onto me tightly, causing me to scream and him to laugh. Mocking me. His fingers found me, Jacob! Please! Not this! 

He didn't stop.

Certain that I would be in pain, he clawed the delicate skin as he drew his hand away, wrapping his arm around me and throwing me over his shoulder. For a split second, I attempted to catch a breath, just while he wasn't assaulting me. I placed my hand over my mouth as he strode up the stairs, making sure that I wouldn't release desperate sobs and shrieks of agony. 

Please see this, Alice. 

Please help me. 

Do you hate me so much that you wouldn't help?  

"You're a fucking waste of space, you know that?" he told me, his slur nearly non-existent as my heart leaped out of my chest, into my throat. I wanted to vomit. In the moonlit room, the monster threw me onto the bed, my head close to hitting the wooden headboard. 

I scrambled away as quickly as I could. 

Shaky legs, trembling arms were the reasons for the slow escape as Jacob caught my ankle before I exited from the other side of the bed. 

"No, no, no!" his voice rose. "Don't you remember what I told you? Never try and run." I turned my head to look at him, his dark figure in the limited light made him look malevolent to my wide frightened eyes. 

"You're going to do as I say, aren't you?" he asked, but from his tone, there was only one answer. I didn't want to fall under his orders so easily. But I had no choice. I nodded my head weakly. 

There was nothing I could do. 

Silence followed. He just stood above me watching me, my crying breaths the only thing to shatter this impenetrable air, which was creating a noose around my neck. Suffocating me. 

I shivered, slowly retreating backward, away from him. That was all it took. Jacob stalked over to me, beside me, and extended his arms to wrap around my wrists. 

"Jacob, no!" I screamed. He didn't listen. 

With my hands locked in his, he shoved me backward, so my back was planted on the bed. I didn't like it. I didn't like it. He loomed above me, his other hand finding my pants, not hesitating as they were yanked away from me. Exposing. Violating. 

He didn't stop. 

His hand them traveled higher, past my black panties and under my shirt. I struggled away, trying, trying, to escape. His unwelcomed hand gripped. Tore. Stripped. 

I retreated away from my body, knowing there was no point anymore. I couldn't escape. Alice wasn't coming. This was inevitable. 

His teeth bit harshly down on my breast. "Is this what he did to you?" 

That was what he said throughout the night, is this what he did to you? 

No, Edward didn't ever do anything like this.