CHAPTER 6

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When I woke up I was still in the mans bed.

My body still felt sore as ever

I sit up and look around the room

Thank god the man wasn't here I thought

It was dead slient, which made me feel uncomfortable

This was the first time I didn't hear screams 

I cringe at my aching body

At least it couldnt be worse 

Right when I was about to get out the bed the door opens

I see the man

He sees me, I stare at him

In the first time in forever he didn't have blood on his clothes

In fact he was wearing a clean white shirt and jeans with his same old boots

He catchs me staring I look away from him

Out of no were he throws a long black t -shirt at my face

I flinched so it landed on my side of my face

I reach and grab it, it was just a regular t-shirt

I stare at him in confusion

He frowns "do you want to walk around in a tattered dress that basically has your skin showing"

I look down 

He was right my clothes were in bits 

I shake my head

"I thought so"

Before he walked out the room 

I straighten up and say "Why after all you done to me your now being nice to me" I start to sob

"This isn't fair" I feel the tears dropping on the face

His face was still. There with no emtions on it

"Please I won't talk back to you anymore if you answer this one thing"

"I just don't understand first you make my life a living hell and now sunddely when my 18 birthday shows up you decide you want to be nice"

"Nice" he laughs at me

"Im not being nice" he walks up to me and cups my chin

"Listen ungratful brat Im doing all of this because you belong to me"

"Plus your just a pet to me, nothing more"

I knew it I say to myself

He lets me go

"Now change" 

As soon as he left I started to cry but this time like a child

I started to scream and hit the pillows and hold myself

I just wish I would die already

After a couple of mintues yelling at myself I change

It smelled just like him

I try not to gag

I crisscross on the bed and sit their paitently

Waiting for something to happen

But nothing happened

I sigh and get off the bed walking over to the bathroom

I look at myself in the mirror 

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