I woke up shaking on the floor scared of my own self. I know i'm bare. I open my eyes seeing my hands in red scratchy rope tied on my numb hands keeping me from my own self. I close my eyes and scream. Scream internally that is, if Dad heard me i'd be tortured again. I push my thighs together to cover the parts that were supposed to be saved.
"Hey honey buns tonight is going to be great. This will help me inter easily." My father states with his evil smirk walking into the room I'm kept in. You would think that this home wasn't where a rapist lives. Calm...sometimes, bright, modern, but like my mom always said "Don't judge a book by it's cover".
He walks over and hands me a white box with a gold bow. "It was your birthday yesterday..." He states as his finger moves over my bare stomach making my gut in my throat. "I got you a little something" He states finishing his sentence. He unties one rope and grabs my red scared wrist. "Don't even try Honey buns" He states in an angry tone. I yank my hand back and cover my breast. He hands me the box and gives me a stare. I get my hand and open the box.
"Dad.." I say as he cuts me off "Daddy," I cringe in disgust and horror. "I can't take this from you." I look at the long wide black dildo. "Please Honey buns, My pleasure." He states back knowing what he is doing is torturing me. "I'll see you later tonight." He states as he walks out the door.
He hasn't yet acknowledged that one of my sore hands is free. I wait about 3 minuets before I make any movement. My gut is saying don't, but my mind says I should. I go with hopefully the right choice.
I move my hand from the box and slide it next to me as I grab my other hand and try to untie the tight knot. As I finally got the rope off my hand started to bleed and I made a small yelp. I knew in that moment Jack (aka my dad) heard it. My two choices now: go fast or stop. Again, another tough choice.
I jump up and grab the ties from my legs. I scurry at the chance to escape my worst nightmare. I get the ropes untied in a record of 6.8 seconds. For about 10 seconds I sit on the bed praying that i can escape. I look over at the sea blue painted wall. Wait, there is something weird. I have lived in this house my whole life and I knew there was a bathroom there before...it... caught me.
I run over to the drawers and put on a pair of boxers and a white stained t-shirt that I knew he had raped me in. I go over to the wall and push. I push harder. I feel it move. I push again with all the little strength I have left. I knew that it had made a loud noise. I stand in silence as I look over at the door. I rush over and turn the lock.
The wall has opened revealing my way out. The bathroom with a window. I start to feel tears running down my hot cheery red cheeks. I look in the mirror. I see dried crusty mascara from about 2 weeks ago. My dyed blonde hair has faded into a deep brown and my green eyes have no sparkle left. I had lost everything.
My mind shakes at the thought of wasting time thinking about how much I've lost. I rush over to the window and open to see our neighbors walking in their house with groceries. I open the window and scream. I scream as loud as I can. "HELP ME, HELP ME, HELP ME" I can't stop. "HELP ME". I land on the hard green grass and see Jack mowing the lawn right next to me. He looks over at me with a deep dark stare. I'm dead. I get up as I start to cry. I trip over air. I keep tipping over. I finally get to the neighbors. Their new.
"I've been...raped...". She cut me off. "Do you need to go to the hospital." The bright shiny Asian lady states. "My father...'' She cuts me off again "Yes, yes I'll get him" She states in a scurridly voice. "NO!!" I yell as loud as I can as I look over me and he's rushing toward me. "He raped me.. father... raped me" I say as her face goes from scared to gone in less than a second.
She grabs my arms and drags me on the grass. I have no idea what to think she starts picking up her pace as I try to open my eyes. He's coming. I close my eyes and she stops. No. I hear banging at the door as she rushes to the phone. I sit up and see a lit candle near a couch. I scooch towards the couch and grab the candle. I hear foot steps approach. Please no.
The Asian lady sits next to me rubbing my back as the banging wont stop. "It's ok, he's on video" She states in a fast and calm voice. " Police...please" I state to tired to blink. I close my eyes and start crying. "On their way sweetie" She states as she gets up.
Moments later I'm wakened with sirens and loud yelling. "Ms, I need your name." I open my eyes and yelp. "Am I safe?" I state quickly. "Yes, name please?" The young buff man states. "Maddie..." I say quietly as my eyes troll off trying to find where I am. An ambulance.
I am safe.
A/N- I'm not a very good writer and this story is not real. Also, I know it's not a lot but the next chapter I will try to make longer... Oh, and I know huge start off to a book... LOL, Enjoy!!!
