Broken

Chapter 29 - Lost

Natalie's P.O.V

I open my eyes and my head starts to hurt. I tried to move my hands, but they were tied on to something. I start to panic, and I look around. I was in a dark room, with little light, and it felt like I was on a bed. My eyes went wide. I looked down I sighed in relief. I had clothes on. I tried to struggle out of the rope, but it was on to tight. I could feel my arms bleeding, but I did not care. I kept moving my hands, but I could not get out.

I did one last thing before giving up. I lifted up my hands as high as they could go. I put my hands on top of the headboard, where I felt the sharp, pointy wood. I counted to three and as hard as I could of, I pulled hands down. I screamed out in pain. That hurt so much. I just hoped that the old guy could not here me. I felt the rope get loose.

I carefully slid my hands out of the rope, and looked at them. They were bloody and red. I ignored them and got of the bed. I walked quietly to the door. I put my hand on the door knob, and turned it. The opened. I smiled and started walking out. But before I could even take another step out, I bumped into a hard chest. Oh no. I closed my eyes.

"And where do you think you're going? Angel." I looked up terrified. It was the old guy. He was smirking at me.

"Um.. bathroom?" It came out more like a question.

"You what I think?" He said as he came closer to me. I Backed away. "I think, that are trying to escape." He smiled and then became angry, at the same time.

I was shaking so much that it was irritating me. I backed farther away from him, but he just came closer to me. My back hit a wall, I couldn't move anymore. I was about to punch him, but he grabbed both my hands and pinned me to the wall. I looked into his eyes. They turned dark, and they were filled with lust. I saw as his eyes went down to my lips.

"Please don't." I begged. "Please." He ignored me and threw me onto the bed.

I started to cry. He came on top of me, and held my hands together. He smashed his lips onto my. He tung begged for an entrance, but I just kept my mouth shut.

"Kiss back!" He screamed. I ignored him. He slapped me, causing me to scream. He started kissing me again, as he went down to my neck. He started kissing it.

"Please stop." I cried. He just ignored me, and started sucking my neck. Now I'm going to have another one of things. He lifted up my shirt, but I kept moving. He managed to get it off. I felt him unzip my jeans.

"Stop! please don't do this! please!" I kept begging. But he would not stop.

"Shut up!" he screamed, and took of my pants, and started to unbuckle his belt. That made me cry harder. I kept struggling, trying to get out.

"Now ones gonna save you angel." He laughed.

He took off his all his clothes, then took off the last piece of clothing I had on.

"No! please!" I cried. "Please!" He ignored me. And before I knew it, he went in.

I screamed out in pain. No ones gonna save me from this. He could do whatever he wanted to me and no one would save me. He is a sick person. I wanted to throw up. How could someone be so curl. He has no heart.

I kept on struggling. But then I just gave up once I realized something; nothing I do was going to make him stop. Nothing.

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Carly's P.O.V

Damn, my head hurt so bad. Stripping my clothes off I jump in the shower and feel the warm water touch my skin. I should not of drank that much last night, alcohol never set well in my stomach. Scrubbing my body I find little marks on my waist and neck. I really wished I remembered what I did last night. Washing off all the soap, I grab a towel and step out of the bathroom.