mr. police man 2

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A/n
Trigger warning! This chapter contains sexual assault! This is your warning so DON'T COME AT ME!

I get into Spencers car, I turn over to him and he smiles. It's not a happy smile, it's a 'I wanna fuck you' smile.
This man disgusts me.

"What?" I ask in the most seductive voice I could make.

"You're gorgeous." He puts his hand on my inner thigh.

I swear I'm gonna puke.

"Thanks. You look very handsome aswell." I bite my lip.

"Where do you wanna eat?" He asks.

"Wherever is fine." Ugh what I would give for a big mac with a coke right now.

"The fanciest restaurant it is." He says as if he's trying to impress me.

"Sounds good." I say holding my tongue trying not to offend him.

At the restaurant

Me and Spencer sit across from eachother.
A waitress brings out our menu's. She pours us each a glass of some expensive red wine, I've always been a whiskey kinda woman myself but I don't mind the wine.

"So how's work?" I ask.

"Well, it's kinda stressful being the bosses son..." he starts ranting on and on about work and how he hated his father.

I cut him off and say. " about your father... I actually have a friend that has kinda been arrested..."

"...and you want me to get them out..." Spencer raises an eyebrow.

"Yeah." I say.

"Whats in it for me?" He asks as he takes a sip from his wine glass.

"Well..." I give a smirk. "All this..." I look at myself up and down.

"Well I might have to take you up on that offer." Spencer licks his lips.
"I'll see what I can do at the station tomorrow, but for right now it's just me and you... deal?"

"Deal." I move a peice of hair behind my ear.

Later, at Spencers house

We both sit on the couch. He takes a sip of wine and sets it down on the end table.

"Well lets get this party started eh?" He starts to feel me up.
I don't like this one bit, but I gotta get Tristan out of jail.

"Ya, sure." I say trying to sound convincing.

He starts to kiss my neck. As he kisses my collarbone I let out a soft moan. He found my sweet spot.

"You like this baby?" He smiles into his kisses.

"Yes." I reply.

I push him off and get on top of him, pinning him underneath me.

I feel really claustrophobic when I'm on the bottom, it brings be back to 13 year old me, wishing I could be saved.

Flashback

I slowly open my eyes, my head hurts and I have no idea where I am. I struggle to move, the ropes around my body are to tight.

I scream for help and no one seems to hear me.

I hear the door open and I scream some more hoping that they are here to help.

"Now, little birdy, no one is going to help you." A tall man says lurking in the shadows.

He comes closer to me, so close that I can feel his warm breath when he speaks.

"We will make a killer out of you yet." He grins and walks out.

A few days pass.

The man has given me food and water.
He had untied me, and has given me new clothes aswell.

"I just want to go home." I say as he hands me a plate of mashed potatoes and some beans.

"You aren't going to be going home for a really long time." He grins.

A year passes.

We had moved and he set the cabin on fire to distract my parents, with them thinking I'm dead they won't look for me anymore.

I now live with jake. He's the man that kidnapped me. He's 25 years old and he's from a rival mafia 'the Devil's."

He has trained me this past year, I know how to use different kind of guns and other weapons. I can fight. Jake's like a father to me.

"Um jake? I'm uh bleeding." I had just gottan my period and I don't have any pads or tampons.

"Where? Are you alright?" Jake looks concerned.

"Um lady problems.." I say as I hold my stomach.

"Oh shit!" I looks at me with his faced drained.

"Ah ya." I say.

"You are finally a woman." He says as he pulls a pad out of a cabinet.

"Um yeah..." I say nervously and walk into the bathroom to put the pad on.

A week passes and I just finished my period.
Jake was very supportive, he often asked if I was alright or is I was done menstruating...

I start to get dressed and put a tshirt on, I look around for my favorite shorts.

"Nice ass." Jake says from around the corner.

"Jake! Get out!" I yell covering my body.

"Now, now, little bird, you are finally a woman. Maybe it's time I show you what real woman do..." he moves closer to me.

"Jake, this isn't funny." I back up into my dresser.

"You're right, this isn't funny... but it sure as hell will be fun." He licks his lips and moves even closer.

About an hour later.

Jake locked me in my room. Leaving me in tears, he took my innocence, he had raped me...

I was crying so much my eyes started to burn. I put my underwear back on and found my shorts. I put my tshirt back on aswell and went to my bathroom that is attached to my bedroom. I'm crying my eyes out and rocking back and forth. I don't understand, why did he do that to me? Did I do something wrong?

Little did I know that was only the start of what he had put me through...

End of flashback!

"Are you alright?" Spencer asks me.

"Oh um yeah." I reply.

"You just kinda spaced out there..." He says.

"Oh, I'm sorry..." I can feel myself beginning to cry.

"Hey... are you sure you're alright?" Spencer asks again.

"Um yeah, I'm gonna go though, I don't feel very well..." my voice trails off and I put my shirt back on.

"Oh, um, okay.." Spencer looks confused.

"Yeah, um, we will reschedule. I'll call you okay?" I say trying to hold back my tears.

"Yeah okay." He says and I walk out the door.
I run down the street and break down in tears. I can't help but think it's my fault jake abused me all those years ago...

It's my fault for growing up...

He's a man, and all men want one thing... it's my fault I couldn't give that to him so he had to rape me instead...

It's all my fault.

A/n

Thank you so much for reading this far!
It looks like ravens past is finally unraveling. What's gonna happen next?
Read to find out.

Oh and I'm sorry for not writing as much, I've had alot on my mind lately and so I haven't had the time, but I made this chapter about 200 words longer than I usually do so I hope that makes up for it...


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