The blood stopped flowing after what seemed like forever. My tears had stopped a while ago. I crawled over to the water hose attached to the wall, not trusting my self to walk. I turned the water on, and grabbed the bar of soap. I took off what was left of my dress. I didn't have anything underneath it, He didn't allow it. I let the cold water hit my skin and it took every ounce of me to not scream. I blocked the pain out and washed the blood off of my body. I grabbed the small towel that was hanging on the wall. I dried off and put a new dress on. I grabbed the bucket from the counter and started cleaning the blood off of the floor.
I heard him walking down the stairs soon after I finished cleaning up my- his mess.
"Oh look. The pathetic little bitch actually did something right for once in her life. Don't worry baby, you'll still get punished for your defiance, I won't forget." He looked at me with a very sadistic smile. I whimpered as he laughed at me.
"You remember the last time you defied me, don't you?" He asked, knowing that there was no way in hell I'd ever be able to forget. How can you forget being defiled? How can you forget your innocence being taken away from you?
"In fact, I have some friends coming over. You will serve them. All of them. No matter the need. Whether it be drinks, food, or your body. I own you, bitch, and you will do as I say. Every single man will have their way with you, I will make sure of it. You will be next to dead by the time we are done with you tonight," he said, still grinning sadistically. I looked up at him in fear causing him to laugh once more.
"Now, my little pet, you are going to have to talk tonight. The only phrase you will be saying is 'yes master'. Do you understand me?" He asked. I started to shake my head yes, as his hand hit my face.
"Yes master," I whisper quietly. Those were the first words I had spoken in a long time.
He took me upstairs and told me to start fixing drinks, the way he and his friends liked them. He watched me carefully as I did what I was told. I had heavy sleeping pills hidden in the liquor cabinet. He didn't know I had them, but I knew I needed to use them. I had to escape tonight, before I ended up defiled and dead.
The doorbell rang, and as "master" went to go answer the door, I slipped into effect. I dissolved all three bottles into the vodka. I hid the pill bottles before he came back with a few friends in tow.
They all told me what drinks they wanted and I went to mixing, using the vodka I prepared. After they had a few drinks each, they all passed out.
Taking the money out of every wallet, I went to his room. I found his ex wives clothes in a box, packed them in a bag I also found. I put on a pair of her panties and sports bra. They were big on me but they were better than nothing.
Grabbing the bag, I walked back out to the kitchen. I took a long breath as I went to his drawer. I took the gun out, making sure it was on safety before burying it under the clothes. I ran out the door, and kept running, not knowing where I was.
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Saving Lauryn
General FictionWorthless. Ugly. Disappointment. Broken. Damages. Bullied. Abused. The words repeated themselves in my mind. No matter what I did, I couldn't shake them off. Those words, however, did not describe me. Not anymore. But for some reason, I couldn't ig...