Ch. 13-worst nightmares coming trues a nightmare itself...

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//WORST NIGHTMARES COMING TRUES A NIGHTMARE ITSELF...//

******WARNING WARNING WARNING****** THE BEGINNING OF THIS CHAPPIE IS A BIT ON THE R RATED SIDE SO IF YOU WISH YOU MAY SKIP TO THE ////'s OKAY NUFFIELD SAID ON TO THE CHAPP

*michaels p.o.v*

I knocked softly on her door before walking in. She looked so beautiful in her sleep. I walked up to her sleeping form and my heart clenched as she breathed in deeply. I couldn't explain how mad I was when demitri had hit her. I could have killed him but I knew that I had to be ice cause they could easily turn me in.

But then I thought, turn me in for what? I hadn't done anything wrong. Maddie loved me and wee were supposed to be together. She came willingly.

So I kicked their arses out my house, but not before having Kevin tend to maddie upstairs. I didn't want her alone with him cause I didn't trust him but I wasn't going to let the blood that was all over the carpet in here dry cause it'll be even harder to get it out of the light brown carpet.

After a few minutes of me just sitting there I stood up whispering how beautiful maddie was. I got the needle ready and just quickly stuck her with it. I want her to feel good when I'm making love to her. A friend told me this is the best thing to give her. She opened her beautiful eyes and looked startled at first as I pulled my zipper down.

"everythings going to be fine." I whispered to her. At first I thought, why isn't she moving at all? But quickly threw the thought out my head and pulled down my pants.

Maddie was crying...why was she crying?! but then I was like she was probably so excited and couldn't wait that she started crying...don't worry madddie it won't be that much longer...

*maddies p.o.v*

When I started crying I don't know but I do know I saw him falter but then continue to take his clothes off. I was so desperately trying to get my limbs to start working for me again but they wouldn't for the life of me.

He climbed on the bed and pulled the blanket off my body. His hands started to rub up my legs and thighs slowly thinking that it was feeling good for me but I just so wanted to run, rip his hands off, something but I needed to get away. By now I was sobbing and my heart was pounding in my chest. Please don't do it. I begged in my mind but knew he was going to do it none the less.

I squeezed my eyes closed tightly still sobbing as he pulled off my undergarments and as he positioned himself by me. I felt so dirty ...so dirty. . .so sick.

He leaned down to my ear and whispered, "shh. Everything's going to be okay. I'm not going to hurt you." thinking that I was crying cause I was scared or something. But that made me sob even harder and he pushed himself inside. I wanted to scream fight back but I was completely immobile. And I think that was what killed me the most.

When he was done he pulled out and for a few minutes collapsed on me. By now I was no longer sobbing or crying. I stopped about halfway through. That excruciating pain, the sensation of being ripped when he started to become rougher towards that halfway mark... I couldn't take it. It was as if my whole body shut down but I was still breathing and staring at the ceiling.

Sometime that night, michae tried talking to me but I just lay there. Not thinking. Not moving. Not even after I somewhat started to get my feeling back but not completely. Not even after he went for round three or four.

Not until he left my room at five in the morning pissed that I wouldn't talk to him. That's where I broke down for about a half an hour when I decided enough was enough. I'm not staying here. No more. So I did what I should've done a long time ago...I escaped this hell hole.

I grabbed "my belongings" and creeped towards the front door where I dropped my bag and looked around for a decent size bag. After finding a bag and stashing some food that wouldn't go bad a knife and a few other essentials I crept upstairs to michaels room.

Now I need to find that blasted key... I crept his door open and peeked inside,Che was fast asleep snoring with his mouth open a bit. I scoffed and thanked god that he was an extreme heavy sleeper.

I glanced around the room not having really been in here before and thought about a place where he would keep his keys. Then i thought about when girls are looking for keys in the movies they usually almost always find it in the pants pocket most recently worn. So thats what I did and I'll be darned if I didn't find a pair of house keys and keys to a jeep.

Quickly leaving the room I ran quietly to the front door and unlocked it. I almost cried with happiness and made a beeline to the jeep that was sitting in the driveway. Even though I had no idea where I was, I just knew I had to get the he'll out of here and fast. I made sure that I grabbed his "secret" stash of money that he thought was hidden before leaving the house. Yeah he had a couple hundred thousand stashed away and i just happened to come across it one day while he was out.

Once i was in the next three towns over I dumped this car and bought my own one. Missing my old car, I bought a black Audi Q5 and was on my way to a new destination. I was free....i was finally free... I thought as tears ran down my face. I thought I'd never make it out of there alive....

**there we go Folks. It wasn't nothing r rated r rated but for some of our innocents might not like stuff like that but here you go :)) I hope you enjoyed BUT FOLKS, THIS IS NOT THE END!!!!!! I repeat it's not finished yet!!! We've still got a bit to go ! Now for the record, I'm feeling like the tittle is just so irrelevant so I might change it idk yet. But anyways part one is finished now on to part two. I'm thinking of having thisnstory in three parts but not sure. I don't want it to drag on. Lol 

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