Forced Love

Chapter 5

He smiled mockingly. "Come on please?" I didn't answer instead I looked away. He grabbed my chin making me look at him. I tried to jerk my head away, but he wouldn't let me. His teeth were white with specks of blood on them in some places. His eyes looked dangerous and yet calm.

"Kiss me!" He demanded with a dangerous and frightening tone. I shook my head no and he seemed mad at my answer. "I told you to kiss me." He sounded a little more calm this time, but I wasn't convinced.

"No!" I said almost yelling making my throat hurt. He grabbed my head with both of his hands.

"Yes." Was all he said before our lips touched. His kiss was violent wanting more. I cringed trying to move away. He let go for a moment seeing my frightened eyes. All he did was smile and leaned in once more.

While he kissed harder he moved his hand up and unlocked the chains on my wrists. I winced and fell. He caught me right as I hit the ground. I couldn't move my legs and my arms started gaining their blood back. He pushed me against a wall and kissed me. His hands all over my waist holding me tightly. He was strong. I had to gasp for breath as he continued. My waist hurt and so did my lips. What was he doing to me?

He stopped letting me slide to the ground. "Did I hurt you?" He bent down with concern, as I held my suddenly bleeding waist. I couldn't answer from shaking so much. "You're the first girl I've done that with." I looked at him surprised. "I'm still learning my strength around you." His face softened. "Let's get you a bandage." He helped me to my feet. I still held my waist trying to hide the pain on my face.

He led me upstairs and to a small room. The room had a small bed and a chair with ropes, but nothing else. He sat me on the bed and grabbed wrapping out from under the bed. He wrapped my side gently and I stared in disbelief. Was he really doing this for me? I wanted to ask why, but I couldn't speak.

He pushed me down on the bed when he was done. I shook frightened. He had said earlier that he didn't know his own strength. Now I can say that I believed him. He pressed his lips against mine once again. This time more violently. It hurt me to move now. He had to stop, he was going to kill me if he kept going.

He didn't stop. I could see the delight in his eyes. His eyes went wide as he continued. Something was wrong with him, I just couldn't think of anything that would be wrong with him. Why was he so strong? Why couldn't he control himself around me? He pushed down harder and I winced, but he didn't seem to notice.

My eyes begged him to stop, but he wouldn't look into my eyes. He kissed my neck and shoulders. With each kiss he got more and more violent. I shook with pain tears streaming my face. He made his way back up to my lips. He pressed down harder and I cried out for him to stop. He couldn't hear me. He was too lost in his own thoughts to hear my pained cries for help. I arched my back with pain not being able to take it anymore.

He couldn't stop and he didn't. He didn't seem to realize the pain he was bringing to me. Finally things began to go blurry. I tried to push him off and he snapped out of it. Bruises were on my waist, face and neck. More tears streamed my face as his eyes widened and he backed away.

"Adrienne I'm sorry." He looked down and I was shocked by his words. Why was he sorry about what he had done? "I didn't mean to hurt you." He walked out of the room locking the door behind him. It was dark in the room now. It had a very small window that was as big as a dog and cat door. The moon shone in on my pale shaking body. I touched my lips gently already missing the warmth of his lips on mine.

Did I enjoy that? I sighed heavily flinching as pain shot through my body. I fell into a sleep holding my waist and neck with my hands.