Why My Family?

Chapter Eighteen

"You are not going to get away with this." I told Daniel from the hard back chair that he had tied me to.

"I believe that I will. No one saw me at the hospital. And everyone thinks that I am in jail. Even your stupid brother does. I'm just thankful that I got to you before you said 'I do'. Now I get to keep you and you are untainted. But first comes the punishments." Daniel said turning around holding a sharp and I mean sharp knife.

"No! Please! No!" I screamed as he started toward me. He cut the ropes that bound me to the chair and then forced me to get up. He stepped behind me pressing the tip of the knife into my back. I flinched and started to step back as I saw the door that led to the basement.

The blade pierced my skin as he led me down the stairs. He had changed the furniture. Now there was a bed in the corner.

He pushed me head first into the hard mattress. I didn't move. He rolled me over and tied my feet to the bottom of the bed. He climbed on top of me and straddled my waist.

I raised my hand and tried to slap him but he caught my hand fast and tied it to the headboard. And before I could blink he had the other one tied to.

He leaned down and pressed his lips to the hollow of my throat. "Get off of me!!" I screamed in his ear. He pulled back and slapped me across my face.

"You can't tell me what to do bitch!" He screamed at me and I watched as his eyes started to twinkle. "I just got an amazing idea. Do you want to know what it is?" He asked and I shook my head knowing that he was even crazier now than he was.

"Well I'm going to tell you anyway. Every time you piss me off, I am going to take a piece of your clothing. Since you didn't change your clothes I'm starting with your dress. I'm going to send it to that dumbass named Grant. I bet he will take that really well. He will come here and then I'll be able to kill him in front of you." He said with a smirk.

He freed my hands and forced me to sit up. He unzipped my dress and pushed me back onto the bed. He tied my hands back to the headboard. He freed my feet and pulled the dress down. Before he could tie my feet back up I kicked at him and missed. He smirked and tied me back up.

"Your dress needs some touch ups." He said taking the knife and cutting the skin above my heart. I screamed in pain and watched as he pressed the dress to the cut.

He left it there for a few minutes and then pulled it away. He folded it up and placed it in a box. "Now. You are going to write him a short letter. You will write it but be careful what you write. Got it?" He asked smiling as I nodded.

Dear Grant,
I am fine. I left at my own will. I'm just not ready to get married. I love you. The blood on the dress is mine but it's not serious. It's just a scrap. I promise. I'll see you soon. Tell Dad not to worry. Tell Adam that I'm sorry. Tell Smith that I do not need help. I am safe. Tell Adam to trust his gut and not to rehash the past.
Forever yours, Alyssa

I handed Daniel the letter and he read over it and smiled. "Good job." He said folding the letter and placing it in the box on top of the dress. He then sealed the box. "I'll see you later. Have fun." He said laughing as he walked up the stairs.

-Some time later-

"I hope you are hungry! You get to eat but I get to decide how much you deserve." Daniel sing-songed coming down the stairs waking me up.

"Do you have any water? Wait you are going to feed me?" I asked and he nodded. "Fuck." I said to myself.

"Did I not say that if you pissed me off I would take a piece of your clothing?" Daniel asked.

"No. No you didn't. At least I don't remember that." I said as he reached down and ran a hand over my belly. "STOP!! Just leave me alone! Please!" I shouted.

"That does it." He said angrily picking up the knife and completely destroyed my bra and panties. "Now are you going to be good? Or would you rather do without food?" He asked.

"I'm hungry. And I don't want to be here." I said as he opened a bottle of water and poured it all on the floor. "Why would you do that!!?" I screamed.

"That way the fun can begin." He said setting the food on the table next to the bed. He leaned down and placed his lips to my ribcage. His hands went to my legs. He rubbed them up and down. Then, his hands went higher.

"STOP!!!" I screamed and to my surprise he stopped.

"Fine. I'll see you tomorrow. But just warning you tomorrow I won't stop." He said and left. I started cry and then, I cried myself to sleep, something that I had never done before.