Obsessed - Grayson Dolan

08

WARNING: sexual assault (basically rape ew, IT DOES NOT MEAN A SUPPORT RAPE I DO NOT!!), also unedited because I'm a lazy shit haha

Natalia

I felt limp in the chair as the boy still circled around me as I had managed to calm my crying after he had injected syringe into my arm, causing me to drift into a deep sleep. The drug was still in my veins as I try to move however my head felt dizzy at the slightest reposition.

"It will wear off in a few minutes." He tells me as he cocks his head to the side, the gun still in his hand and he observes my state. "I must say, you're even more prettier up close."

My chest rose and fell he autum as his indies finger trailed along my cheekbone, his weight almost resting on my knees as he sat on me. His finger moved to my lips before dragging my bottom lip down as he licks his lips eagerly as though he had been waiting for this moment forever. I could feel his breathe agaisnt my face as his other hand become to trace circles on my arm before letting out a pleasurable moan.

"You have no idea how long I've wanted to do this." He whispers against my cheek as his lips softly kiss the skin and I was too paralysed to even move away from him. "To touch your soft, smooth skin." The boy adds and his lips move around my cheek. "To kiss you." He pulls away from way face before swiping his thumb agaisnt my lips and I manage to let out a whimper however it's muted as he harshly presses his lips agaisnt mine. Not being able to stop him, I allow him to kiss him although I could move my lips perfectly. "Kiss me back." He demands as though he had read my mind and I do as he says despite the vile feeling of touching him floats around my stomach. Letting out groans he begins to deepen the kiss as he grinds his hips onto my and I cringe as the fabric of his jeans moves agaisnt my own.

While his mind his too interested in my lips, I begin to swiftly untie the ropes that tie my wrists tightly together until they fall to the floor in a pile.

It was too much as his tongue slips into my mouth and his hands hand my cheeks to stop my head from moving away as I felt the drugs losing the effect on me. His hands slips into the band of my jeans to cup me through my underwear before his finger begins to tease my entrance however my panties don't become wet by his touch. I try to shake his off me however he presses into me even more until I harshly bite into his tongue, causing him to pull back abuptedly.

"Fucking bitch!" He shouts as he steps off me and his nose scrunches in anger before he brings his hand back to slap me.

Finding all the strength in me, I lift my leg up to kick him in the groin and he screams in pain before kneeling on the floor. His hands hold his groin in pain and I smile at the thought of him being in pain.

Rising from the chair, I notice the gun lays alone on the floor and I quickly pick it up before pointing at him. When I figure out how to load it, his eyes widen and he lifts an arm up as the other still grips his groin.

"You wouldn't dare." He challenges me, a smile resting on his lips however it wipes of as I pull the trigger and the bullet shoot right through his thigh. "Fuck you! Fuck!" The screams deafen my ears and I use his pain as time to escape.

When I close the door behind me, it all looked unfamiliar which was odd as every house inside looked the same in my road however this boys was totally different. I didn't know where the way out was as I wondered the hall, the gun pointed to the ground and I was frightened to hold the object in my hand.

Gulping, I clutched a door knob to a door in which could be my escape however every door looked similar. Opening the door my heart drops as u see the contents inside.

Pictures. Pictures of me. On the wall, on every piece of furniture, on the floor. Sobbing, I cover my mouth with my hand in horror as I take it all in. A small bed was placed under all of the pictures that were stuck on the ceiling.

There were pictures of me coming out of my house and coming out of school. Getting changed in my bedroom. Walking to my car. Going into the grocery store that I had been to today. Sitting in my garden or sitting in school. Talking to Asher.

I couldn't control the cries that fell from my lips as I begin the spin around, my eyes landing on every picture and I gasped at the one from a few nights ago. Gripping the paper in my hand, I feel disgusted at the thought of someone watching me as I touched myself and I rip the paper into shreds before opening the door to try to find the way out.

My head felt dizzy and I felt confused as if I was in a nightmare. But I wasn't. I couldn't possibly be in a nightmare as everything felt so real. I wish I was in a nightmare.

[a/n: next chapter is the last!! I hope you enjoyed this book! I will surely be writing more short stories (:
- el]