One Day I'll Fly Away.

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Xxxx Chapter 6 xxxX

I sat there for what felt like hours but was probably only a few minutes, trembling and dreading what was going to happen to me once he got back into his room. Finally the door opened and in he came I took a second to look him over he had brown and bleached streaked messy hair that was short but long enough to be styled in a fow-hawk style. He wasn’t wearing a shirt but only a pair of black boxers. He had a large tribal like tattoo that went across his right shoulder and wrapped down along his side. This made him look even more intreging when I looked into his eyes I noticed they were a piercing bright green almost like a cats eye. He stood at the door looking over me with lust filled eyes and a growing smirk on his face. This made me grasp the towel that was barely covering me tighter. I began biting my lip to try and hold back the tears of fear that were threatening to spill over.

“Damn baby girl with you biting your lip like that it is making me so hard its almost painful.”

I gasped which made me stop biting my lip and tear rolled down my cheek. I hadn’t realized that he had moved across the room until he roughly grasped my hair yanking my head back forcing me to look up at him. He stared down at me with such intensity that it terrified me and sent a terrified shiver throughout my body. He misunderstood my shivering because his smirk grew even larger. I didn’t know what he had planned but I could take a wild guess and I shivered once again as tears rolled down my cheeks. He reached down and grasped my hands that were holding the towel up letting go of my hair at the same time. I started to panic and squeeze my hands tighter holding the towel but he then started squeezing my hands harder at the same time causing my grasp on the towel to loosen enough to where I couldn’t hold on any longer and a whimper escaped from my mouth. He then released my hands and started pushing my shoulders backwards, it was then that I realized what he was doing. I quickly grasped the towel again and tried keeping myself off the bed but it was no use he was stronger than me once I was laid flat on the bed with my legs dangling off the edge he seemed satisfied. He proceeded to crawl onto the bed right next to me. It was like my instincts had finally kicked in because I crawled as fast as I could to the other side of the bed not wanting to be anywhere near him my back soon hit the wall and I realized that I was now trapped and he was only an arms length from me. He seemed to realize my panic which only made him mire confident and he reached out and pulled me towards him with a vice like grip on my waist. He had positioned me to where I was on my knees facing towards the wall and he was behind me holding me tight against his chest with his left arm and his right hand was around my neck. He tilted my head backwards so it was leaning against his left shoulder  he placed his face in the crook of my neck running his nose up and down my shoulder to my cheek. His hands then started to roam across my body making my feel sick and more tears flooding down my already soaked cheeks.  Once his hand reached don my thigh and started rubbing the inside I couldn’t handle it any more I needed to get out of here before he took away the last thing I had to call mine. I grasped his hand tightly as I could to stop it from moving up further, I tried wiggling my way out of his arms and around him to make a run for the door but he must have realized what my plan was because he roughly grabbed my waist and threw me onto the bed and pinned me underneath him with my arms above my head, which since I didn’t have a grip on the towel anymore it fell off of my chest and left me completely exposed to him. He gave me a once over with his piercing green eyes and it made me cringe. He moved to where he was between my legs and he was only holding my hands with one hand, he used the other hand to grasp my breast painfully. It hurt so bad that I arched my back and let out a whisper scream. I couldn’t take the pain anymore I was sure there was going to be a massive handprint of a bruise on my breast.

“Please stop your hurting me….please l-l-et me go…ahhh… please”

It came out as a sob. He finally let go of my breast but he then moved his hand to my inner thigh and his head to just below my breast I didn’t understand what he was doing until a sharp pain shot through my body when he bit me. I could no longer hold in my screams of pain. He continued to move across my whole stomach biting me harder and harder it seemed I’m sure that he had drawn blood on many of the bites. Once he got down past my hip bone he started biting my thigh moving from one leg to the other this pain was much worse and my screams grew louder. My pleading grew weaker I tried thrashing my legs but the more I moved the more it hurt. Finally he got down to my calf and quite biting, by this time the pain from all of the bites were unbearable to where it hurt to much to move a muscle I could already feel all of the marks bruising. I started praying that this would be the end of my torture but I knew that that was only hope and that I couldn’t escape this. He let go of my wrists and sat up to look over his marks that covered my body I didn’t understand why he had done that and hadn’t said a single word.

“Why why are you doing this to me?”

He just looked at me and smirked.

“Because its just the beginning of my fun baby girl.”

I shook my head trying to clear out those words he had just said no this isn’t fun and god please don’t let it be just the beginning. More tears streamed down my cheeks as he ran his hands over the marks he had left I couldn’t do anything but lay there and take his torture that he called fun. Once his hand reached my center my whole body started to tremble in fear. I sat up as quick as I could wincing at the pain covering my body and pushing his hands away from me my fear brought a new strength to me I ignored the pain as I kneed him in his manhood making him grab himself, but as I was escaping off the bed to run to the door he had grabbed my ankle throwing me off balance making me land on the floor in a tangled mess but I knew I couldn’t stop now I had to keep going if I wanted any chance of escaping so I crawled as fast as I could to the door grabbing the door handle and twisting it to my relief the door opened with ease. I crawled out of the room not having time to stand up until I had reached the bathroom. The door had also opened with ease as I got up and in the bathroom locking it and resting my back against the cold wood I slid down and wrapped my arms around my knees and let the tears flow freely full of relief for escaping and of the pain I was feeling from my wounds he had given me. But my relief was short lived because he started pounding on the door and screaming at me.

“OPEN THIS FUCKING DOOR RIGHT NOW KAIA!!!! OR SO HELP ME GOD I WILL FUCKING KILL YOU!!! BUT IF YOU OPEN IT I MIGHT LET YOU LIVE YOUR CHOICE BITCH!”

I didn’t know what to do I didn’t want him to kill me but I knew that if I opened the door the beating I would receive would most likely leave me wanting to be dead. So I did the only thing that I could think of.

“Please just leave me alone I’m sorry. Please don’t hurt me anymore. Please!”

“Just Open the damn door and I will see what punishment you deserve if you open it now I may just give you to someone else to deal with”….. 

I know I know it is really short but i am still tying to figure out where this story is going !

Thank you for reading and i would love to hear any suggestion that you may have about my writings and if i should even continue with this story. Thank you!!!