A Babysitter's Nightmare

Chapter 12

Andrea P.O.V

I've never been so terrified for my life ever in my life. I had my back against Craig's headboard as his dad came towards us. Then, as he lunged at the bed I jumped off and went to the left corner of his room.

Tears rushed down my face as I watched Craig's father abuse him, repeatedly punching him in the face and neck. Everytime blood splattered heavily on his white sheets and laptop. Then, his dad wrapped his hands tightly around his neck and Craig gasped for air with his eyes shot at me as tears ran down his face.

"R-run, Andrea, n-now." he whispered in desperate need of air as I took off out the bedroom door down the carpeted steps into the living room.

That was when I realized that I should have went out of his glass door immediately so that I could have already been outside. I was almost all the way down the stairs when his dad raced down after me and kicked me down the stairs. I fell down several steps to the floor and blacked out.

When I awoke again, I had been stripped of my shirt and leggings.

Scaring decorated my waistline and my thighs, the warm dark red blood from the gashes dripping, caressing my skin and staining the fluorescent yellow carpet. My abdomen and neck being skinned from the struggle by dirty black anchor ropes burning my skin everytime I tried to make an escape. They were tightly tied to the closest doorknobs to my left and right, pinning me four feet off the ground on the royal/baby blue painted wall.

I looked to the left to a small twin sized bed. There were many metal objects; scissors, a hammer, tweezers, a gun, a shovel, a knife...etc. I looked to the right to see a bunch of chemicals; bleach, anti-freeze, laundry detergent, dish soap, pine sole...etc.

Then, the door in front of me opened, revealing Craig's dad. He closed the door behind him, leaving it slightly open. His faded white T-shirt stained with blood that I quickly realized was mine. I screamed as he walked towards me, trying once more to break free, it was no escape. I was trapped and he had full control of my body.

He picked up a knife and licked it, smiling as he paced back and fourth beginning to tap the sharp metal on his hairy cheek as if he was thinking. His gray combat boots dirtying up the carpet, displacing dirt and mud in the carpet with each step he took until he stopped. He turn and pointed the knife at me.

"You thought you could get away. You're so stupid, so was Mariah. Came in and she was trapped, just like you are right now. There is no escape and just like her, I'm going to get what I want." he came up to me and ran his index finger from the top of my chest down to my waistline.

Then, with the dull side of the knife, he traced my waistline letting the cold metal braise my abdomen. With a swift move, he quickly and cleanly slit my stomach as I screamed out in agony.

He smiled leaving the room, quoting that it was too easy. I screamed at the sight of all the blood dripping rapidly from my stomach, stain the carpet with another layer of wet, damp red liquid. This is it, I'm going to die.

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Craig P.O.V

I awoke in my bed, my sheets that were once dry and white dampened with blood and decorated with red and brown stains. I heard screaming loud and clear, immediately realizing that it was Andrea.

I hopped out of bed and quickly ran down the hall into my brother and sister's room where the screams came from and busted through the door. In the dark, I heard soft whimpers, I knew it was Andrea but turned on the light to be sure.

She was pinned to the wall, a large amount of blood splattered heavily from her waistline to the carpet, where there was already many blood stains. She sobbed out in pain, her eyes shut tightly.

I was about to help her own so that we could get out of here but then there was a sharp pain in my back and my side and I hit the floor. Once again, my father was over me, punching me in the face, breaking my nose as blood braised my busted lip.

"Craig!" Andrea screamed, watching me get hit, every punch slightly blinding me.

I open my eyes to see my dad standing over me, kicking my legs, arms and chest. Then, he went to the bed and came back with a hammer, hitting my legs and arms and once in the chest. I couldn't move. I couldn't breath through my nose that still had blood dripping from it. I tried breathing through my mouth but every time I ended up coughing and wheezing.

"Now, you have a front row seat, Craig. Enjoy." he sneered, unbuckling his belt, unbuttoning and unzipping him pants, throwing them over me as he started removed Andreas underwear, penetrating her against her will. He made me watch as he sexually assault my girlfriend.

"Craig! Please, don't let him do this to me! Help me!" she screamed, wincing in pain from every single thrust my dad forced into her.

Tears rush from my eyes, dampening my face. It hurt me so much that I couldn't help her, I was paralyzed and my body was numb. I couldn't move and there's nothing I can do to save her. My heart slowed as my breaths got quick and my body violently shook and everything went black. I thought I was dead.