Harmful Youth

x Restrained x

4 months ago my parents died in a car accident in Florida. I now lived with my 21 year old sister, Alice, and her 23 year old boyfriend, Jasper. I am Rain, an abused 15 year old and this is my story.....

Alice worked all day since it was summer. I had no where else to go, so I was stuck here with the selfish, horny, bastard that is her boyfriend, Jasper. He is a totally different person when she's gone.

"Jasper! Please stop! I swear I didn't know what Omegle was! I didn't know it was sexual!" I was crying out in pain. He had me by my hair pulling me towards my room.

"You knew God damn well what that website was about, you filthy little slut. Whores like you need to be taught a lesson!" Jasper started to undo his Levi's and as he slipped them off he raised up off of my pelvis just enough for me to scrunch my knee up and kick him right between the legs. I ran to my sister's and his room.

As I scrambled to get underneath the bed he grabbed my ankles and pulled me out. He pulled out four restraints, somehow it didn't surprise me that he had them. He tied one end to two of the ropes to my wrists then tied the other end to the head-board. Then, he tied one end of the other pieces of the ropes to my ankles and then to the foot-board. I was laying in an x-shape.

"Jasper, please." I begged and pleaded for him to stop. I got tired and my mood quickly changed into hostile," Let me go or-or-or I'll tell Alice! Even worse I will call the police!"

His fist came across my face like a bolt of lighting, his ring hooking into my cheek. I felt the blood start rushing down the right side of my face.

"You do it and I'll make your life hell!"

He started to undo his Levi's again and I had no choice but to lay there. I screamed and cried for him to stop but he didn't. I eventually lost my voice so all that came out was high pitched whines and whimpers.

Why did Alice keep him? Didn't she know he was hurting me?

He got off me, panting heavily, and sweating like a pig. He re-dressed him self and un-tied me. It hurt to move. I was sore all over, covered in bruises and blood. He put his arm around my shoulders as I sit on the edge of the bed shaking and crying.

Was he trying to be comforting? The man who just fucking raped me was trying to make me feel better about it? Are you kidding me?

"Hey come on now. Stop crying it's ok." Jasper said so innocently, disguising the monster he truly was within.

I got up and went to go shower. I grabbed a set of clothes and went to my bathroom. I spent a long time trying to get rid of the feeling of filth that was me. I sunk down and sat in the shower crying and rocking back and forth. This wasn't the first time Jasper had done something like this to me. It was usually worse or lasted a lot longer.

When I got out I was in the middle of cutting my arm and I heard Alice come in. I practically ran to her. I caved in and hugged her.

"Whoa Rain. Are you okay? You look like you've been crying." She was holding my forearm where I had just cut.

Jasper appeared from around the corner and he was giving me that 'tell-her-and-i-will-kill-you" kinda look.

"Nothing just girl drama."

"Wanna talk about it?"

"No," I said that way to quickly,"it's just stupid."

Alice saw I was glancing at Jasper.

"Jasper, did you hurt her again?" Alice's words cut through me leaving me numb with fear. Again? So she did know? And she didn't stop it?

"No. She in a bitchy mood because I made her get of her stupid laptop. Little slut was on some porno shit."

"Bull shit. It was Omegle you fucking idiot. It's a chat room. Not 'some porno shit'."

He glared at me. I was mentally beating myself up.

"Jasper please don't touch her again." Alice sounded exhausted.

"Don't worry I don't wanna get slut on me."

"Alright well I have to go. I'm apparently working the night shift." When Alice said that my heart sank. I felt like I was gonna throw up.

Jasper grinned and looked at me, pure evil.

Alice walked out the door and he waited for like 10 minutes then came in my room.

"Get up."

"No." I spoke shakily.

"Don't make this harder on yourself."

"Don't you dare fucking touch me."

"I'll do what I want."

He walked over to me and stood about 4 inches away.

"Get up." He said even more pissed.

"No." I was trying to stay calm, be brave, even though I was scared shitless.

He yanked me up by my throat, put me in a choke hold, then threw me on the floor.

"Stop!" I yelled at him.

He slapped me with a lot of force,"You're pathetic."

I layed there, frozen, unaware he took off his belt and raised it up, until I felt the sharp stinging agony in my face.

He punched me a couple times, 2 in the stomach and 1 in the face, then he got up and walked out pushing his raggedy hair back and smoothing his shirt.

I began looking for my razor. It wasn't where I left it. Where was it? Who took it? Jasper. I wasn't about to confront him though. Luckily I had a spare one hidden on my bookshelf between 'Dante's Inferno' and 'Tuck Everlasting'.

I grabbed it and casually walked to my bathroom with my fist clenched around it like a python choking it victim so Jasper couldn't see it. I shut the door quietly and locked it. I sat down on the edge of my bathtub and pulled my left pant leg up, exposing past cuts and bad memories. I started at first just going in straight lines, left to right, then I just started randomly scratching and retracing the same spot until blood was dripping. I usually never cut on my wrist, but today I was compelled to. I cut just below the vein, wondering,"Should I? Should I slit my wrist and end this nightmare?" I decided not to. I pulled my pant leg back down and pulled my sleeve of my wrist, calmly walking back to my room.

Jasper's deep voice scared me as he thundered out, "Awe, Did the little slut cut again?" He made a fake pouting face. I wanted to rip his throat out. I wanted him dead.

I spoke very meekly to avoid being brutalized, "Yes, sir." Sir? Why should I show him anyone form of respect? I mentally kicked myself.

He laughed in a twisted, sinister way, "Worhtless cunt. Keep doing that and no one will love you. Oh! Wait too late thats already happened."

 I walked off. Back into my room and put my boots on. I came back into the living room shortly where Jasper was sitting.

"Jasper? Is it okay if I go for a walk?"

"Yea. Be back by 10."

Jasper already knew when I went to "walk" I stayed out for hours in my "secret spot". Thank god he didn't know where it was. It was my only escape.