Too Much

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TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️ (assault)
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2 weeks later
Robbie's POV
Local 19 year old, (y/n) (l/n), has still not been found. Los Angeles Police Department has released search parties and there are many detectives on this case. (L/n) was last reported to have been going to her recording studio 2 weeks ago but has not since returned. Her agent, Jim Ridno, is the person of interest. His house and Star Platinum Recording Studio have both been searched, but there has been no evidence except for the fact that Ridno has not been seen in the same amount of time as (l/n).

I turn off the tv, not being able to listen to this news report anymore. I cant believe my beautiful girl has still not come home. I cant bear the thought of never seeing her again. This is all just too much.

Just then, Andre came down the stairs. He had been staying with me for support. "Hey Rob, how you doin?" "I-uh, just saw another news report. They showed her picture. The one senior picture on the beach where she's sitting on that rock by the water. Oh my god, she's gorgeous." Suddenly I was forcing back tears as I was talking. "I know, I know man. Look, I think you need to stop watching these news reports. It's only driving you more crazy." Andre said, pulling me into a hug. "Andre I need her home. I need her home." I sob into his arms and he rubs my back. "I know Robbie."

(Y/n) POV
"STOP! STOP!" I scream. But it's no use. "What did I say?" I looked at him with tears in my eyes. My face is then met with his strong hand. "What did I say?!" He said again. "To make no noise." I answered weakly. "Good girl." He then continued pounding himself into me. I clench my teeth to keep from screaming out again. The pain was unbearable. Once again, blood started dripping down from between my legs. Bruises were forming on my hips from his tight grip. Since being here, he's raped me six times already but this was the worst. It's been harder and harder to take it. Since being here, I haven't been fed at all and get about an ounce of water a day only to keep me alive for Jim's own use. My eyes started closing, I couldn't take it anymore. Before I could fall asleep, I'm pulled up and punched hard in the face. "Oh no, no, no. You don't get to do that. You stay awake and you take it." I nod and take a deep breath. He pushes my legs towards my shoulders and pushes himself in even harder. Tears start falling down my face. Eventually, he pulls out and i mentally sigh in relief but then I feel something else...his fingers. He jabs his fingers into me and curls them inside me. A few minutes later, he leaves me once again in this cold, dark room. "Robbie, please find me." I whisper before silently sobbing.

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