chapter 8: Make It Stop

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“Wake up slut” He said coming into the room and untying me. I woke up and sat up. He tied my hands behind my back, grabbed my arm and pulled me with him again. I followed him out to the car. He threw me in the trunk and started driving.  About an hour later the car stopped, he opened the trunk, grabbing me again nearly dragging me inside.

“Get in here and shut up,” he said. It was an old abandoned house on the right side of the road. It was brown, and looked haunted. Not knowing what to do, or what was going to happen. I did what he said, he punched me and shoved me in a room and locked the door. “Where are we?”
“Alone, no one will hear you scream.”  he said with an evil smirk. Chills were sent down my spine “Why are we here?”
“You are just full of questions.” he said, bringing in a black duffle bag.

“What are you going to do?” I said, getting worried.
“I thought I told you to shut up”  I looked at the floor, unsure of what to do. He came closer, now standing directly in front of me. “Get away from me!” I struggled against him trying to push him away. He grabbed me and threw me on the bed while he hit me and said that I shouldn't fight back, or scream. “I tried to be nice but you just had to push me didn’t you.”
“I- I didn’t mean to-” He cut me off with a slap.

“Shut up.” he slapped me again.  He started kissing me, I tried getting free of my restraints, and fighting back. But he punched me if I resisted, trying to make me go unconscious. I already knew what was going to happen, and I wanted it to stop. “Get off me.” I said, Jack please hurry. I still felt everything that he did, he had his way with me again. I wanted to fight back so badly, Please make it stop, was my only thought.
It’s almost like he wanted me to suffer but not have a challenge. I don’t know how much  longer I can do this. I already want to give up, I feel useless, worthless, helpless. There wasn’t much I could do. I couldn’t scream, all I could do was lie there, and let him rape me. It killed me not being able to fight back.

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