749km Away From Home

Just A Body

Long Over Due Chapter😭❤
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My heart hammered hard against my cheast as his words shook my breath and any sense of thinking right out of me.

He started walking toward me and my brain kept screaming at me to run but it felt like my feet were plastered to the concrete beneath me.
It was only when I felt his firm grip around my shoulders and him pushing me back into the wall behind me did I try to move away but in a swift movement I felt his hands wrapped around my wrist and my body slammed against the wall trapping me between it and him.

He towered over me like the giant he was.

"Ple-ase" I choked out tears drenching my face.
He laughed looking down on me and I felt sick as his breath made its way to my nostrils and I was hit with the strong scent of alcohol.
He wrapped one of his hands around my neck and raised my chin up with his index finger, forcing me to look into his eyes.

His cold , emotionless eyes.

It was at that moment when any sign of naive optimism I had vanished.
This man was barely human, how could he sympathise with anyone?
His fingers tightened around my throat making me squirm and shriek in pain, pain that he took pleasure in watching.
Despite how scared and hurt I was, I didn't want to be his little amusement...... The voices in my head screamed at me to be strong and it took every ounce of strength I had but I gathered it and fought my tears, instantly regretting it because the moment I stopped crying, I felt his palm connect to my face and i fell to the floor, only for him to wrap his hands around my hair and yank me up again.

It had only been a few minutes and I was already praying for death.

Never letting go of my hair he dragged me across the room to the bed and shoved me down onto it. "Time is money honey" he said looking at the clock.
He stood up and started undressing himself and instictively i took the opportunity to run. Where to? I had no idea.
I ran up the stairs and banged on the door and looked back to see he didn't even budge, he just continued undressing himself as I cried out for help.
"Please, hellp me.... Pleeeaaase" I screamed as loud as I can as his laugh echoed through the room startling me.
"You stupid little bitch, nobody is going to help you, i paid money for you sweetheart..... I paid the people behind those very doors who you're so stupidly calling out to help you... You're mine until the time is up" he said as he made his way up the stairs.

His words broke my heart, even more so knowing they were true but I kept screaming for help nevertheless.

He stood a few steps below me, grabbed my ankle and dragged me down the stairs. It happened so fast.... One minute I was at the top of the staircase then I was being dragged across the room on my back the next.
He picked me up and slammed me onto the bed like I was a little plastic doll.
My back and neck ached from being dragged down the stairs and across the room  but I'd rather have been dragged down the stairs a hundred time because when he raised up my dress and I felt him force himself into my body the pain both emotionally and physically was far worse than words can ever justify.

My entire body was flooded by indescribable pains.

But that's just what I was to him, a body.

An unfortunate victim of a sick man's muse.

I fought as hard I possibly could have. I told myself it'll be over soon, that I had to be strong, but every time I felt his hands on me.... Every time I felt his disgusting mouth on mine.... I couldn't help but wish for death.

What was barely a half hour felt like an painful eternity...
The worst part was the fact that when all this was over, only hours lateR I'd be exactly where I was in that moment....under another man who'd violate my body..

I saw him get of me and start getting dressed but the thing was, the pains never stopped. I laid there in my own blood, in the most excruciating pain I'd ever felt. Wishing god would just take my life as I saw this awful man walk out the door like he didn't just rip my innocence away from me. Like he didn't just emotionally scarred me for life. Like he didn't just rape me....

He walked out of the room, and would go back to his normal life.... While I was stuck here, waiting to be a victim of another man's sick muse.