The soccer boy❤️⚽️

Why me?

WARNING: sensitive topic including sexual assualt, graphic imagines, and detailed actions, READ WITH CAUTION....

I wake up feeling groggy, my vision is very blurry. I feel the top of my head..theres blood. It's now kind of dark outside. The streetlights are on, but the suns still setting. Im...sitting in the back seat of a car? The Taxi..oh shit did we get in an accident??

Riley: omg dan! are you ok-

You feel a big hand muffle your mouth. You attempt screaming. Your thrown back into the back seat, and feel a crushing weight on you. You start to cry. Dan appears in front of you. He tries shushing you before stuffing your mouth with a towel, It feels all dry and crusty..oh my god. I spit the towel out in disgust, trying to kick. He grabs a hold of my upper thigh and drags his way down to my ankles tying them with some sort of very weak rope material. I was weak though.

Dan: wanna know how i pulled this off?

He said while reaching up my hospital gown. I just cried.

Dan: well first I secured my seat belt, knowing yours wasnt on, and stomped on the breaks causing you to fly forward and hit your head on my head rest.

He grabbed a hold of my pantie strings.

Dan: Then when you were knocked out, I layed you down across the back seat.

Riley: please..

You managed to sob through the towel he had shoved back into your mouth.

Dan: Then I took a peak of everything so no need to be shy. Nice rack by the way.

Riley: somebody help! please!

Your screams were very muffled.

Dan: I patiently waited for you to wake up which only took about an hour. In the meantime I got some stuff ready...incase you try anything.

You spit the towel out finally.

Riley: You'd be long dead if my boyfriend found out-

Dan: Boyfriend?? Oh well I dont see a boyfriend anywhere...

He started kissing down my neck.

Riley: Please..stop it.

You sobbed. You didnt have much left to fight back with. You were sleep deprived. No food in your system, and hurt. He had your wrists held down by his hands. He ripped the chest part of your gown, leaving some clevage to show. He must've realized I was weak, so he untied my ankles. I could hardly punt. He spread my legs, exposing myself to him. I cried and begged.

Riley: Please I- Im only 16. You cant do this...

Dan: COULD YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP.

Without warning he shoved his member into me. I whined in pain. It fucking hurt. He groaned and panted.

Dan: Holy shit your so fuckin tight.

Riley: Ahh- p-please...your h-hurting meee..

You were hyserical. He shoved up further and further, harder each time then the last. One time he put all his force into it, causing me the screech in pain. He grunted in fustration. He grabbed a knife from behind him.

Riley: no...please!! PLEASE STOPP NO NO-AHHHHHH!!

He cut into your chest making semi-deep cuts. You felt the sharp point cut through your skin like paper. This was the worst pain you've ever felt. He continued until he became fustrated.

Dan: BE QUIET OR ILL FUCKIN KILL YOU. ILL DRIVE THIS KNIFE RIGHT THROUGH YOUR HEART!!!! ILL DO IT!!!

You became quiter, you didnt stop completley though. He cut another time into your lower chest area. Blood started comin up your throat a bit because your lungs couldn't handle the blood. You felt as if you were on fire. Until you turned your head in pain. You saw an ID. daniel ruise. You decided you needed to start thinking. You couldnt take it much longer. He put the knife down in fustration because he was tired of carrying it. You slowly crept your hand towards the knife until you felt its sharp edge. You pressed on the surface of the knife and slowly dragged it more into your reach. You grip the handle with found strength within you.