Truth Or Dare- The Murder House...

Repeat-

WARNING: SEXUAL CONTENT (I.E. RAPE) AHEAD. IF YOU DO NOT LIKE IT OR ARE NOT COMFORTABLE READING RAPE SCENES, I ADVISE YOU TO NOT READ THIS UPDATE, AND JUST  WAIT FOR THE NEXT ONE. ENJOY. (Rose to the side)

"No! Dad stop! Let me go!" I cried, desperately trying to yank my arm free of his grasp as he tugged me closer and closer to his bedroom. The memories from when I was 4 came flooding back and I felt tears prick my blue-green eyes, bile climbing up my throat. I swallowed hard, my lower lip starting to tremble and I bit it in attempt to stop its shaking. My palms started to sweat and I choked back my sobs as he shoved me on the bed, straddling me before I could get up. "Stop. I don't want this. Please" i muttered incoherently over and over. "Shut the hell up!" he shouted, making me cower further into the bed. Without another word, he forcefully yanked off my fishnet tights and hiked my dress above my stomach. Please not the underwear please not the underwear. He pulled my underwear off. Crap. "Now we're ready to have some fun" he laughed lowly, tracing patterns into my fair skin. Goosebumps raised wherever he touched and I braced myself, screwing my eyes shut. "Look at me Rose" he ordered. "N-no" my voice wavered. "I said open your eyes god dammit!" he connected his palm to my cheek. A choked noise managed its way out of my mouth and I looked at him for a moment. "Atta'girl" he winked, making bile rise again. I swallowed, my breathing uneven. "I hope you're ready because you're in for a world of hurt little girl" he smirked. He entered me and I let out a shrill shriek without meaning to. "Be quiet bitch" he hissed and i whimpered lowly as he came. He continued this process for what felt like an hour but in reality was probably 20 minutes, before getting off of me and pulling his clothes back on. I laid on the bed, feeling an odd sense of pain mingled with numbness. "Rose!" my dad called, pulling me out of whatever hellish state I was in, definetly not euphoria.. "I'm done with you" he nodded. I gulped, sitting up slowly, pain ripping my insides as i pulled my underwear back on. I stumbled out of bed, running my hand against the wall for balance until I was in the hall. The door shut behind me and I barely made it 10 steps before collapsing in a crying, shaking heap on the floor.

note: there ya go. This was way too difficult to write, omf