I wear BROKEN like a crown

4- Help

I was pushed onto the bed, towered over. As soon as he had let me go, I was scrambling off, trying to grab onto the door handle.

I got a grip long enough to unlock the door but I was pulled back by my hair. That made me scream. And I screamed long and loud.

This man was serious.

"No, please no, don't." I begged over and over. "Dont do this to me."

He pinned me to the bed with his hands, forcing my legs apart with his knees. At this moment I was wishing this was any other girl but me. Any person on the planet but me.

Does that make me a bad person?

His hands were big enough to lock both of my wrists above my head and he used his other hand to smoothly pull down his sweatpants.

Tears blurred my vision and I was shaking like a madman as I continued trying to negotiate.

"If you stop now, b- both of us can walk a-a -away, no consequences." My breath hitched in my throat when he lifted up my shirt. "I-I wont even t-tell anyone this e-e-ever happened. Please, you c-can stop this, god please."

Mystery Man leaned close to my face enough to see his eyes. Hazel brown and narrowed. I closed my own green eyes once his minty breath hit my lips.

There was no smell of alcohol or weed, his eyes weren't even diluted. He was in his right state of mind, whatever right to him was.

And that's the worst part.

Even with my eyes closed, I kept seeing those clear eyes, staring at me like I was stupid. Like it was ridiculous to think that he'd care to stop- so ridiculous that he wouldn't even respond.

More tears. "Don't you know who I am?" My voice broke. "You won't get away with it."

Finally he spoke. "Thea Jeanne West. Hair red, dyed black. Eyes brown, contacts green. Freckles covered daily by concealer. Fluent in French, German and sarcasm. Best friend, Adam O'Conner. Wonderful in bed. Connections in places you wouldn't ever guess. Brother, Hunter West, master in drug and arms dealing. Dad, Kaden West. An gang member. Hair, blonde. Eyes, green. Fluent in..."

The man leaned closer. "Jackass. He's only brute force. "

"My dad will skin you alive." I hissed. "What, are you a stalker? Some rival to my dad, or Cody? Some perv off the street?"

"Ooh, fiesty." He caresses my cheek. I jerk away, hissing.

"Que te folle un pez." I spat.

His hands were around my neck in a second and I clawed at them desperately.

"Stay still baby girl, and I will let you go." His voice had been extremely gentle despite his murder attempt.

I fell limp, almost giving up. I was just too weak to overpower him. And my words were doing me no good.

He blindfolded me efficiently. I probably wasnt the only girl taken advantage of by him.

"If you continue to struggle I will tie you to the bedpost." He informed me his deep voice going even lower. "And even when I'm done, I will leave you there, gagged, blindfolded, and sweaty, limp against the bed. Still. Dripping."

There for anyone to walk in and find like that. That cant happen.

I whimpered when I realized he was serious about gagging me. I refused to open my mouth but he pinched my nose. When I tried to slap his hand away, he just held them again.

This is really happening.

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Guten Tag! I hope I haven't scared anyone off- not too much people reading anyways lol. Don't worry, the worst is yet to come.

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