Saved By Him : Lil Xan

Chapter 3

I arrived at the guys house . And they gave me my suitcase . And some sweatpants and a shirt to put over my "uniform " . "God damn ." This house was huge . I knocked on the door . A guy . Answered the door . And pulled me inside . "Hi I- ." He pushed me against the wall kissing my neck  . "I don't wanna hear shit about you alright. Just do as I tell you ." I gulped as he just began to move his hands into my shirt and pants . "Can your just . Please sl-" he pulled  on my hair . "Listen here ! I'm in charge , and you do what I say now shut your god damn mouth ! " he brought me to a room . And locked the door behind him . "Take off your shirt . And stop crying ." I did as he said . "Now pants ." I did whatever he said . He began to take off my body suit . "I- I'm a v- . PLEASE STOP !" I yelled , he put his hand over my mouth and continued to take advantage of me .

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Once he had finished . He put his clothes back on , walked out and took the key to the room I was in so he could lock it from the outside . I laid there . I didn't want that to happen. It hurt . I'm hurt . And I have no one . Fucking nobody loves me . I laid cold on the bed . And fell asleep for 2 hours .

I woke up again to the guy , who I had just found out the name of . His name was Seth .  "I brought you some food ." Not like I was going to eat it . It was since chicken and rice . "I'll be back in an hour . Make sure your naked when I come back . " I looked at him . "Am I allowed to use your bathroom . He nodded . "Go straight then make a left at the end of the hallway .

Once I got into the bathroom . I quietly looked for a razor . I found one in the mirror cabinet . I sat on the counter , turned on the faucet . I cried and stared at myself . I tried not to cry loudly . I made cuts on my thighs and on my arms . I watched at the blood just dripped . It felt strange , because I felt nothing at all . My whole goal was to feel something . I sat there staring until I heard a knock on the door . "Is everything's ok in there ." I quietly said yes . I washed off any blood . And made the bleeding stop as best as I could . I saw that I had 5 minutes left .  I put on the robe he had left by my bed . And walked back to my room.

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End of flashback .

This cycle of practical rape had gone on for 5 months . I sit had let it happen by now . One day , I had sneakily looked at the papers and saw my parents were practically rich . They have made up to 870,000 dollars a month of of me . I am now sitting in the same apartment type room . I have made some friends here , and now and then we see each other . We aren't allowed to have phones or anything . I haven't had a "client ." In a week or so. But little did I know , it was about to all change .