Playing the Player

Not Today

Vanessa POV

"Please...don't!" I begged. He grabbed my arms, twisted them behind my back and slammed my body against the wall.

"Max...stop!" I continued to yell but he didn't. Max forced me to turn around and pinned my hands over my head. I tried to kick him where the sun doesn't shine but he caught my legs with his knees.

"Look at me." He demanded. I kept my eyes down, refusing to give him that satisfaction.

"Look at me!" He yelled. He let go of one of my arms and slapped me. I grabbed the side of my face that stung like hell and looked at him.

"Not so tough now are you." He smiled wickedly and before I knew it he dragged me to a bedroom. Then, he body slammed me onto the bed.

"Help! Help!" I screamed, but to no avail. The music was on full blast so no one could hear my cries.

"Oh come on babe, what's the matter? Don't pretend you don't want this." I kept screaming for help praying that someone will come and save me.

"If you're waiting for your prince in shining armor to come a rescue you, you should quit while you're ahead." At this point he was shirtless and was hovering over me. He's right, I thought. This isn't like in the movies or stories where a hero comes and saves the day. No ones coming. I'm all alone...

Max had begun ripping off the lace hem of my dress. "No....please..." I whimpered. Why is this happening?
I made weak attempts to fight him off but that only got me a few slaps across the face. Soon, my bra and underwear were exposed as Max scanned my body from head to toe and licked his lips with lust.

"Damn baby, I'm going to have a lot of fun with you." He whispered mostly to himself. I shivered as he began to touch me; he cupped my breasts in his hands and began kissing the side of my neck roughly. His hands kept moving lower and lower down my body until he reached the hem of my underwear. I bit my lip and began to whimper. Damnit! Why can't I do anything?

Yeah, what the fuck are you doing? My subconscious scolded. Why aren't you doing anything to stop this? Are you that weak?

I'm not weak. I'm NOT weak.

Then why the hell are you letting this asshole take advantage of you like this?

I'm scared...

That didn't stop you from knocking his ass out earlier.

But I don't know what to do. Max continued to play with my underwear and groping me.

Then stop the "I'm scared" bullshit and think. No ones going to come and help you and you know that. So that means there's only person who can save you and that's yourself.

But I...

"Where did my ass kicking feisty little princess go?" Aiden's words repeated in my head and I realized my subconscious was right.

Good girl. Now get a grip, woman up, and kick this motherfucker's ass.

So I stopped struggling, realizing it was useless and started to think. I should've noticed earlier that Max no longer had my arms restrained, but I was too scared to move them. I looked around and saw Max trying to undo my bra when I saw that I still had my heels on.