Wanted

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Red POV

'What a night!' I thought as I threw myself onto my bed. The night felt cold and paralyzed as I watched the ceiling fan spin slowly.

Sighing, I had no energy to get in the bathroom to wash up, but acne was no option.

I dragged my tired body away from the warmth of my bed and flicked on my bathroom lights. My face looked so dull, lifeless even.

Splashing water on my face did little to wake me up. I needed a shower.

I stripped and stepped into my shower, letting the warm water trickle down my back.

The warmth made me want to stay longer, but the exhaustion of running wild all night kept me determined to make this bathroom trip as quick as possible.

Once I was done showering, I wrapped a towel around me and moisturized, before re-entering my room.

The quietness of this night felt like the universe was trying to emphasize that something bad would happen, but clearly, I read way too much novels, and I was being paranoid.

My clothes were on, hair tied up and my bed was already waiting for me.

This night couldn't get any better.

I plopped onto my bed, relieved that I could have these tranquil hours of sleep.
Before I could closed my eyes, just a whisper of a thud filled my ear.

I didn't have to be a vampire to hear that, especially among all the quietness of the breeze.

My feet were the first ones out of bed. I sat up, listening for the sound again.

Thud

There it went again. My heart rate accelerated as I stood from my bed. It felt like I would be ambushed any second by the intruder. If it is an intruder.

It was as if I wasn't controlling my movements. Somehow, my body was stood in front of my bedroom door, about to turn the doorknob.

Three seconds later, I'm in the hallway. The 'thud' sounded again, and I hesitantly followed the sound, the way a dog would follow a scent.

My hands shook, my lips quivered. It was beginning to get blurry.
Here I was, not even sure if I was or wasn't hearing things, and I'm already about to cry. Pathetic.

I peeked around the wall to see the source of the thud, and my heart was back to normal. I was relieved to see my cat moving around.

"Why," a cold voice sang, making me jump, "hello there."

My tears threatened to spill in a flood before I even turned around to see who was speaking.

I felt cold fingertips press onto my arms, turning me around. I looked up and saw a middle aged man. He had green eyes and orange, greasy hair.

I was shaking.

"P-please don't hurt me-e," I sobbed, "you can have my money! Just please don't hurt m-

"Hush," he grinned with his dirty finger to my lip, "show me your bedroom."

The tears in my eyes were building up again and for a second I stood there, still. I stood there until I felt a cold metal against my back.

I glanced at the intruder, barely making eye contact. He was wearing a devious smirk, "what'd I say? Show me that bedroom, or so God help-I will blow your back out."

My heart raced as my feet took both of us to my bedroom. I opened my door.
Before I had a chance to turn around,my clothes were being pulled away.

I stood there, humiliated and weak, as all I did was sob. The man kissed my shoulders, as if he was making love to me.

"Please," I whimpered, "please don't do this. I'll give you anything else, but this." I began sobbing again as he pushed my naked body onto my bed, completely ignoring my pleas.

The sobs that left my mouth were like a baby mewling. My hands were placed above my head as he climbed on top of me.

I attempted to fight him off of me, but it was pointless. He was much more larger than I was. I've never done anything like this. I was saving myself for the lucky guy that would marry me.

Soon, I began to shriek out in pain as I felt him enter. My body shook and I held my breath as I bawled uncontrollably, in the forced position he held me in.

"I can't- I don't want this!" I yelped. I was in so much discomfort.

I sobbed uncontrollably before his large hand came over my mouth as he had his way.

Thirty minutes later, he was done and he was off of me, zipping up his pants. I laid there in a stupor. I wasn't processing anything anymore.

My hands covered my top and bottom as the man left....

with my innocence.