Orange Blossom

Chapter 9

"We didn't get to finish what we started," he said sinisterly and half drunk as he pushed me onto the bed.

"Let me go!" I yelled trying to fight back, but it didn't seem to phase him. He grabbed onto my wrists easily and was sitting in between my legs.

"Stop fucking playing," he said as he slapped me hard across my face.

I cried out in pain, trying to hide the side of my face he hit in the covers.

"You like how this feels?" he said as he started grinding hard on me.

"HELP SOMEBODY PLE-"

"Shut up!" he yelled letting go of one of my hands to cover my mouth.

I tried to wiggle my way out, but it was no use. I was only pleasuring him. I closed my eyes with tears running down my face. I was getting raped.

"Now let me feel the-" he stopped grinding against me.

I opened my eyes slowly to see what had stopped him. Once they were fully opened, he let go of my hands and stared down at my chest.

What the hell?

"It can't be," he said almost above a whisper to me or mostly himself.

I looked down to see that he was staring at my mother's necklace.

Once I looked back up to him, he looked from me to the necklace and quickly stumbled off the bed.

"I'm s-s-sorry. I'm s-sorry, I'm sorry. Please! I'm so sorry," he stuttered slowly backing up away from me with fear in his eyes.

I looked back down confusingly at my necklace, then back up to where he was standing. He was gone.

"What the-"

"Hey! You aren't supposed to be up here," Jason said appearing at the door, "It's off limits, birthday girl."

"I'm s-sorry. I'm-I'm gonna leave," I said as calmly as I could to him, getting off the bed.

I ran passed him, down the stairs and out the front door to get some fresh air. I breathed in as soon as I was outside and fell onto the floor crying.