WARNING: SENSITIVE AND VIOLENT SCENES⚠
"p-please l-let me go"
"I wish I could ma petite salope "
"don't c-call me that"
tears streamed down my cheeks as his hand made contact with my face, making sure he'd leave a mark there.
fidgeting with the rope around my wrists, I tried to at least get-up but at that point it was impossible. My ankles were tightly tied together and by then my nose was bleeding. Screaming once again, I felt the pain in my stomach worsen, causing me to cough up some blood.
I just laid there leaning on the cold pole, looking at him in the eye. He moved his hand and cupped my cheek, and roughly turned my face. I started to whimper again, scared of what he might do to me. Feeling guilt build inside of me, I looked over to the dead body of the poor girl, she did not deserve this. Her lifeless body laid on the cold hard floor and her naked body was covered in her own blood, her throat slit open, eyes wide open and her skin, pale as snow.
I looked down at myself and realized that I was just in my underwear and bra, he too noticed and started to place his other hand in between my thigh, and leaving it there.
I shifted, trying to get him to let go but he whispered "DONT!" in my ear and I stopped, not wanting to get him mad. He started to move his hand upon my thigh and the only thing I could do was cry, and watch him smirk against my cheek.
"you know what kitten? I can't help myself but to think of all the things I wanna do to you, fuck you real hard, bend you over and dig myself into that tigh-
I didn't let him finished but instead used my legs to kick him where the sun doesn't shine, hard. He fell to the floor and curled up into a ball, pain all over his face.
Not wasting any time, I grabbed the knife he had with him and started to cut through the rope. Successfully freeing my wrists, I did the same to my ankles and launched at him, ready to stab him but he caught me by surprise and kicked my abdomen, causing me to fall back-first onto the floor.
"Vous salope" he spat as he stood up to his full height, looking over at my body as I laid there holding tightly onto my stomach and screamed in pain.
He looked at me one last time and smirked, called for his men, and ended me.
mentally physically and emotionally "
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"Maman!" I called for my mom, feeling the cold sweat covering my forehead and my breathing uneven. She came rushing into my room, worried as ever, and hurried to my side, holding me tightly.
"Shhh, it's gonna be alright sweetie, take a deep breath for me okay?, alright there we go, see?" she assured, a faint smile plastered on her face, but you could clearly see the fear and hurt in her eyes.
I drank the water from my bedside table and stared down at my blanket, guilt build inside me as to how selfish I felt, I mean always feel for treating maman like this.
I assured her I was okay but she decided to sleep next to me. Luckily I don't have any classes tomorrow, I don't want to go anywhere.
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Translations:
C'est ta chienne blonde préférée : Its your favorite blonde btch
Ne maudit pas: Don't curse
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I woke up to a knock on my door and to my surprise, Chloe was standing there, her face lighting up with excitement, showing her perfect tee-, insecure again?
"C'est ta chienne blonde préférée!!" she said closing the door behind her, maman is probably making breakfast.
"Ne maudit pas Chloe, maman will hear-
"Whatever, soo guess what we're doing today??!" she excitedly asked. I just realized now that she's dressed to bend and snap necks, like really good. I tell her I don't know but she jumps onto my bed, causing her to land on me, the audacity.
"Ugh no thank you, I'm staying home today," I say after she told me we're attending a frat party. I could never-
Stawp cutting me off!
"Uhm yes you are, I already asked maman, and guess what? you are coming with me, do you really want me to go alone? do you want me to get raped?" ...
I don't
"Can we just not go?, or how about you go with Cole and his friends?" I asked, I don't want to go but neither do I want her to go alone.
She stares at me in disbelief and sighs, making a pouty face and pretending to cry, "yeah no, I'm still not going Chloe, imagine all the people that are going to be there, staring at you, no air, I'm sorry but it's my choice"
"You are so mean you know? I even brought extra clothes with, I'm doing this for you, I mean me too, but just think about it, its a once in a lifetime experience" she still hasn't given up. I sigh and head to my bathroom, letting out a final 'no'.
Coming out of the bathroom after doing my morning routine, my bed is clear, no Chloe insight.
"OHMYGOD maman, this is so good" what?
"Hey stop calling my mom, 'maman'" I jokingly say to her while I sit down, ready to devour this breakfast.
"She's mine too! soo maman, have you realized Anna does not look french?" she says, a smirk plastered on her face, while looking at me.
I don't?
"I know right? be careful she's sensitive" maman too jokes while they both burst out laughing and I just sit there and eat my food.
After we've had breakfast, Chloe, mom, and I spent some time together until Chloe decided she was going home to get ready for the party.
"Stay safe darling," mom said to Chloe as she started.
----10:30 PM---
(what she is currently wearing)
Maman and I are currently watching a funny movie called 'Good Boys", I feel my phone vibrate under my throw blanket and I check the caller ID, Barbie, isn't she sleeping?
"A-Anna, HELPP!!" is all I hear the second I answer the phone, Chloe? Is she alright?.
Before I could ask any questions, the call ends and without a second thought, I grab my shoes and phone and runoff, maman tries to call out for me but I'm long gone from home.
I start to pent from running for almost 20 minutes and finally arriving at the frat house where the party was being held, they are going all night?. The music is still booming and there are some people outside.
I quickly enter the house, people starring at me, I don't care all I want to do is find my friend, what if they do something to her?. I start yelling her name as I walk around the house, still no response. By now my cheeks are covered with tears, I really hope she is fine.
I start holding myself tightly and by now people are circling me while some are laughing they're guts out while some are taking pictures and whistling.
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Alright, I'm gonna continue the next chapter, this one's too long,
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