I Think I Love You

chapter 26

*again with the abuse, rape, and cutting warning.*

John bent down and looked at her.
"Aw. You're calling out for your best friend."
He stood up and kicked her back hard.
"No one is out here, dont you understand? No one is gonna save you."
He bent down once again and put his hand under her chin, causing her to lift her face as she shifted in pain.
"And to think that I was going to change for a stupid fucking whore like you Emily. The thought is sickening."
"I-im not a w-whore. I-i broke u-up with y-you."
He gave a slick smile.
"No you didn't. Don't lie. You fucking ran away."
"Ex-exactly."
"That not breaking up with me."
Emily coughed out blood and kept rolling on floor, from the pain, but John chuckled mischievously and began to remove her clothes. He kissed her forcefully, slipping his tongue inside her mouth, as she kept her lips closed and kept squirming, trying her best to get away him. But he kept her under him. He removed her panties, and pulled down his pants, along with his boxers. Emily tried to push him off but he resisted her push and began to kiss her neck, as she tried her best to escape him. John began to squeeze her breast, finally spreading her legs far apart from each other, but she kept trying to resist. He forced himself inside of her and she screamed loudly.
"J-john! Stop!"
She kept squirming and screaming in pain, tears streaming down her face as Alex came to mind. Alex was the only girl on her mind for a moment, but she couldn't forget about John. He pulled out of her after he came and laid her on her stomach, he began to pull her hair, punched her, slapped her with his free hand. He took a blade from his pocket and began cutting her slowly but deeply so she felt the pain.
"J-john! Ah."
He got closer to her body and licked the blood off of her arms, back and shoulder.
"Shut up. I'm tired of hearing you scream!"
He punched and cut her more and more, until Emily was full of bruises, and cuts. Yet still Alex was the only girl who came to her mind, then she remembered that she had her phone in her mother's car. If she made it out alive, maybe she could call Alex. John once more forced himself inside of her, making his thrusts harder and deeper inside of her, her screams becoming louder and louder. He came once more and pulled out. He got off of her and continued the job by, kicking her and he punched her, causing her to get knocked out. Thinking that she was dead, he walked away to her car and dumped her stuff next to her. Her purse, phone, photos, everything that belonged to her, and he decided to keep her mom's car all to himself, then with that, he left her alone.

*27 minutes later*

Emily woke up in pain, still outside, she was shivering since the temperature had dropped to 63°F. She no longer had the strength to stand, or put her clothes on, and all she could think about was laying there about to freeze to death, when she remembered Alex. Luckily John threw her stuff out of the car and gathered enough strength to crawl to her phone. She reached her phone, her body still aching, tears still falling down her face, she called Alex.