Him

Chapter Twenty-Six

Hannah's P.O.V.

I was laying on the bed.

Yup, I'm still trapped in this hell hole with Julian. It's been about a week now, is anyone caring to look here??

Whack!

The door swung open, hitting the wall on the opposite side, "Hannah, it's time."

I suddenly felt really nauseous, I know what's happening now...

I looked to my left to see a naked Julian, staring right at me. I felt the nerves in my body explode. I think I might faint, I can't go through this again.

"Julian, please." My voice was barley a whisper.

He didn't listen to me, as he walked over and got on top of me. He automatically started kissing my neck, well anywhere he could get to he would kiss.

"J-Julian, please. I'm so sorry! Please don't do this, I'm sorry for getting you arrested. I won't do it ever again."

"Oh, really?"

"Yes, I'm sorry. Please, I'll do anything if you just stop." I could feel his 'friend' poking at my entrance. I was extremely uncomfortable, I was crying my eyes out.

"You would do anything?"

"Yes!!"

"Okay," He paused as he got off of me, he grabbed some jeans that were laying around and slipped them on, "Break up with Ross."

"W-what?!"

"If you don't want me to do that again, I suggest you break up with Ross. That is if you ever get to see him again." He smirked at me, lighting up a cigarette.

"...Okay..."

It was my only option, I don't want to get raped. I don't want to break up with Ross either, but it's my only option.

"Good girl." He then walked out, "I'm gonna be gone for a while, okay honey?"

"I'm not your honey anymore, Julian." I spit those words out like acid. I can't believe he still has the nerve to call me that.

"Don't get on my bad side."

"I'm sorry."

"Okay, have fun." He smirked at me before walking out. I'm absolutely starving, you can see my ribs.

I get so hungry, that sometimes I get sick. I get so hungry that I throw up my stomach acid because nothing else can come out. I don't want to die from starvation.

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Ross' P.O.V.

"Mom!" I yelled, running into the kitchen. She was preparing dinner as dad set the table.

"Yes, dear?"

"Can I go search for Hannah? I promise I won't be long, I think I know-"

"Nope, absolutely not! I will not let my baby boy go out on a search for his lost girlfriend. I'm sorry, but it is just way too dangerous."

"Mom! I'm not a baby, I'm 18 years old. I'm an adult!"

"You may think you're an adult, but every time I look at you I still see my little boy." She reached over and grabbed my face, kissing my cheek, "Now, go get ready for dinner."

"Mom, please." I looked at dad, "Dad, tell mom she's being unreasonable. I'm an adult, I can handle things like this."

"Ross, I would, but... Your mom scares me. She is a woman, you know. They're kinda scary."