The Girl Behind The Books #2

Chapter 2

Emma's POV

"Bitch did you just-" The scary lady yelled as I gulped and scrunched my face from the horrible taste in my mouth.

Charlotte rushed out of the room as I peeked down at the meat again.

No way in HELL was I getting that thing close to my mouth.

Meat (probably raw) soaked in pig's blood?

She is shitting me.

"Whoa," I heard a male's voice coming from the door. My head shot up to see who and I found myself looking into a pair of green eyes.

"Hey," He said, brushing his curly brown hair out of his face.

I just glared.

He was obviously I don't know, working for her or whatever.

"Go away, Ian," Charlotte said, shoving him away then slamming the door shut behind her.

We were both in complete darkness until I heard a click and a light bulb illuminated the small, smelly room.

I looked down at her shoes to find them clean. Thank god she had combat boots on, if she had other shoes that can get stained easily I'm pretty sure she would've shoved the pair up my ass.

She picked up the plate and squatted down so our faces were aligned.

"Open your fucking mouth," She said. She had a very powerful and scary voice, which totally didn't scare me even more.

I just shook my head as she fished out a fork and knife from her pocket and cut the meat up into a couple of pieces.

She stabbed a piece with her fork as I gagged when a little bit of the pig's blood squirted on my arm.

I gulped and tried to scoot away from her, as my heart rate started increasing slowly.

"Please don't," I tried to say but it came out as a whisper.

The next thing I know, she gripped onto my chin hard with her long slim fingers and pulled my head towards her.

Before I could process anything, she pushed the meat with the fork against my mouth. I could feel the blood dripping down from my chin. She kept pushing until my lips eventually parted and the revolting meat was in my mouth.

I kept moving my face, trying to get away from her grip but it was impossible, she was so strong. Her decent sized acrylic nails slowly started digging into my chin, making my eyes start to water.

I gagged a little then my eyes widened when she continued to push the fork deeper into my mouth.

"Chew you, stupid bitch," She yelled as I shut my eyes tightly and chewed on the terrible blood-soaked meat. I felt a few teardrops roll down my cheeks.

Calling it disgusting would be an understatement. It was beyond disgusting. Everytime my teeth bit into the horrible meat, I felt the blood squirt out into my mouth.

Someone please just kill me.

She smirked when she saw that it was terrifying me. Then just when I thought it couldn't get any worse, she started pushing the fork in deeper.

Soon obviously, it reached my throat. I thought she would stop but she didn't.

There was still a clump of meat stuck onto the end of the fork as she started to push it into my throat.

I gagged and gripped onto her wrists and tried desperately to push her hand away from my chin. I continued to gag more violently then finally she stopped and stood up laughing.