When They Fell

Chapter 8: All Tied Up

Rebecca's POV:
He made his way over to me. How can I get out of this situation? I'm scared. I don't want this to happen but my arms and legs are tied up. What am I going to do. I felt as tears streamed down my cheeks onto the already moist pillow from my tears before.
Cooper laid himself atop of me and my tears started getting heavier. Once I saw his hand raise, I stopped crying but it was too late for him. I felt the sting of three years of anger piercing into my skin.
"I hated you since the day you left bitch. A little fucking eighteen year old trying to escape from me?" His hand hit the side of my face again. "You were a little virgin when you left. And now you wasted it all away on some 'boy band' singer. Ain't got no talent. Ain't got no looks. I'm the real moneymaker here. I'll prove it."
He began unbuckling his belt and pulling down his pants. My mouth was duct taped shut but I tried to muffle out "please don't hurt me." I was whimpering. I will give him whatever he wants he just can't hurt me.
"You see this here?" He pulled a pocket knife out of his back pocket. "This is going in your stomach if you don't do what I say." I was staring into his eyes and I saw his pure hatred for me. I slowly began nodding when he gave me a look over.
"I see those bruises haven't gone away." He said while chuckling at my blue chest and rib cage. He was the one who caused this. He broke 7 ribs by purposely running me over with a bulldozer.
"Are you ready you cunt?" He asked me. I began crying again. Whimpering as he got closer to my face. *smack* he hit me again. "I ASKED YOU A FUCKING QUESTION!!!" He took a deep breath a grabbed my cheeks, pulling my face to his.
"I said are you ready?" I shut my eyes tightly and nodded. I didn't know what else I could do. He'd kill me if I didn't do the right thing.
I felt as he entered me. I couldn't think about anything but Liam. I wanted to get back to him so bad. I wanted him to rescue me. Liam always said that he would be my prince when I need to be loved and my batman when I need to be saved. I really needed my batman.
Cooper grabbed my face. "LOOK AT ME YOU WHORE" he screamed. I stared into his bloodshot eyes as he ejaculated his load into me. He left the basement. I was still tied up just laying there. I wanted to die.
Cooper returned with a metal pipe and ran up to me. He began bashing my stomach with it. I felt as one of my ribs cracked.
"WHEN I TELL YOU TO LOOK AT ME, YOU FUCKING LOOK AT ME." He hit me 47 times. I counted. Cooper grabbed my cheek and forced my head to turn to him.
"You're just a worthless bitch." His fingernails began digging into the side of my face. "No one will ever love you Rebecca. You think your precious little Liam loves you? No. He's a pop star and you're a PIECE OF TRASH!!!"
Cooper took a few steps back and threw the metal pipe at my face before exiting the room. Maybe I am a worthless bitch. Maybe I am a piece of trash. Maybe Cooper's right. How could anyone love a girl like me?