Possessed {Under a lot of editing}

Chapter 22

We ended up at my house Lisa walked slowly to the kitchen touching anything that was in her reach. she stood in front of the counter looking around. her eyes then stopped at the stove.

"The stove really." She just looked at me and I sighed as I put my hand on the freezing cold stove. I felt a shiver before I could see everything. I let go and I could still see. I saw my old self coming as I went into her perspective.

*Past Juliet's Point of view*

Fuck Justin's gonna be home any minute not all of his food was prepared and I knew he would kill me if it wasn't. I rushed through the food I didn't know if it was going to be cooked well. I was so nervous. He had the whole house to himself this weekend well we had the whole house to ourselves since his mom went out of town for a week. his mom didn't know how abusive he was, nobody but I knew. I quickly prepared the food and went to the door and as I opened it Justin was just getting his keys out. he smiled at me then kissed me as he put his stuff down. he then walked over to the dinner table and found his food prepared. he sat down and smiled at me.

"I hope this is good." he quickly winked then went on to eating. after a couple of seconds he starting coughing. "God this is awful. What do you not know how to cook!" he screamed at me as he moved closer to me. he grabbed my hair and pulled it.

"Ow Justin your hurting me." I whined, he smirked. I then kicked him and ran I didn't get far till Justin grabbed me and threw me up against the wall and slapped me.

"WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE." he shouted at me as he slapped me once more. I felt my cheeks burning red flaming red as if they were one fire. he then moved closer to me and whispered in my ear, "don't you want me baby." he kissed me and I began to cry. "Baby don't cry," he said as he started kissing my neck. he slowly started taking off my shirt I tried to resist but he was to strong for me to fight back. he then picked me up and we went upstairs, when we entered the room he threw me on the bed and got on top of me. I tried to get him off but he wouldn't let me. he whispered against my lips, "Don't resist baby." he started kissing me as his hands traveled down my body to the hem of my pants. he moved his hands to the button and unbuttoned my pants. he then slowly pulled them down and off of me. I tried to get up but he held my wrists down as he began kissing down my body. when he got to my underwear as he put his right hand down I flinched as his cold hand touched my

clit. he smirked and looked at me. "i know you like that baby." maybe not to him but to me I feel like if im being raped this was under my will but I cant lie its hot. im just mad that he hit me and hes not done. he pulled off his shirt and brought my hand to his pants. "Take them off baby I know you want to." he smiled. I resisted then he slapped me twice, "do it now." he demanded a tear rolled down my face as I slowly pulled his pants down. "Kiss me, and mean it." he hit me once more. I pulled his face closer to mind and kissed him with meaning to him but to me nothing. hes not the same. he put both of our pants to the side and sat down he pulled me onto his lap and began to slide his tounge in my mouth. he rubbed his cold hands down my hot back. he began to pull me down so he was on top he slid his hand to my underwear once again but this time took it off he then took of his and positioned himself on top of me, "You ready," he whispered I my ear. I shook my head and he smirked I tried to push him off of me but he was to strong for me. he slapped me once more and the rest was just unexplainable.