Confessions Of a Vengeful Rapist

Dark Desires, Evil Intentions, and Unfinished Busness

I hoped it would be Kellan. Or Janey. Or a friend. ANYONE ELSE.

My eyes stared into his.

"You don't look suprised... I'm suprised anyone left you alone... Bad mistake." Mike taunted.

With a chilling grin, he hopped on top of me, pinning me.

He used ropes to secure my hands and feet to the bed and used a knife to slice my clothes, nicking me on my stomache.

He flicked his tongue over the cut.

I shivered from the pure ice radiating off of him.

Hatred, lust, POWER.

His rough hands caressed my body, and he ran his hands through my hair.

"Zizi, this night, imagining it, helped me get through prison. When I became one gang leaders personal boy, I thought of this to get it up, and to deal with what he did to me. It was horrible. But it's something you deserve. You caused me to become so fucked up, everything is your fault. Rejecting me, giving me hope, then shutting me down again. You dumb bitch. Did you really believe you were safe? Oh no. After this, I bring in that fiancé of yours in for some... fun."

"DON'T HURT HIM!" I screamed.

"Shut up bitch." He taped over my mouth.

I screamed, but little sound could really come out.

I felt the knife, his hands, and anything else he had, cut, hit and beat me.

I was crying and screaming.

Then I felt him slide in.

I tried to drift off in a daydream, but the pain of the beating and cuts kept me fully aware.

I just wanted to die.

Just wanted it all to end quickly.

End the torture.

After he was done, he untied me, dumping me in the bathtub.

My head smashed on the tub and I blacked out.

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I felt a slap against my face and hot water burning at my flesh.

I writhered and twisted.

Screaming and screaming until I sould no longer.

The water got colder as heat ran out and I was left freezing.

He filled up the tubs, and then slit my wrists, chest, stomache, thighs, and ankles.

"I think I'm going to go get myself a sandwich. Be back later." He pressed his lips to mine and ran the knife over them, and licking up the blood.

Crying, I watched my lifes blood bleed out.

The bleeding stopped soon.

I was woozy, but then I realized, from my many suicide attempts, that he hadn't hit anything major.

I tried to pull myself out and colapsed, crying out in pain.

I summed up my last bit of strength, and landed on the ground.

I scremed in pain.

Crying, i pulled myself towards my room, trying to find the phone.

I heard his come into the house.

"Oh Zizi...! I'm back! Are you still alive?"

I crawled as fast as i could he stomped up the stairs and went into the bathroom.

"SHIT!" He exclaimed.

He walked towards the bedroom.

I grabbed the phone.

9-1- he dragged me.

I screamed.

Pain ripped through me.

He hit me and beat me.

He took a step back and growled at me.

"You stupid bitch. What did you think you were going to do? Escape?" He laughed evily.

I pressed the 1, then talk.

He scrambled to grab the phone but i screamed and kicked and gave all i had.

"One two! AHH! Six! ARRG! Three! AHHH! Memorial! HELP!!!" He picked me up and threw me at the wall.

He continued to hit me until I heard sirens.

He pulled out his knife.

"I was hoping to play with you more, but if i want you dead, It's gotta be now." He raised the knife and someone kicked down the bedroom door.

A gun was fired, he fell and landed smacking his head on the bed post.

The cops got him, and dragged me away.

I slid unconcious as I was put on a stretcher and driven to the hospital.