Secrets , Love and Betrayal

A little bit of de ja vu , the bad kind

The torture had gone on for about three whole hours , him making me scream out his name , telling him how good he was. I was hurting so bad he had been so rough with me , like he didn't even care that i could feel every little thing that he did to me.

Once he was done with me he had told me to fuck off out of his room and clean myself up. I was in the shower trying to get rid of every little trace of Nixon , i wanted none of him on me. Once again he had made me feel like a dirty , useless skanky whore that was good for nothing, I was scratching at my skin until it was red raw . but yet i still felt like Nixon's touch was all over me , like no matter how much i scrubbed my body or how long i stayed in the shower , i would never get rid of it , i felt physically sick.

I stepped out of the shower wrapping the fluffy towel around my body and grabbing a smaller one , so that i could dry my hair a little. Mid way through drying my hair i remembered that i had forgotten to grab my clothes off my bed to take in to the shower with me.

Panic rushed over me , i knew that i wouldn't be able to get myself to walk out of the bathroom , down the hallway and pass Nixon's room , i seriously couldn't handle getting caught by Nixon and him maybe raping me again.

I waited a few seconds to see if i could hear where abouts  he was in the house, i heard some plates clatter around in the kitchen, that meant that two whole flights of deadly leg aching stairs separated us. I know it sounded dramatic but i never wanted to go near Nixon again or even breath the same air as him , I knew that this was my only real chance to  get to my room safely without him catching me. Opening the door as slowly as i could , praying that the door wouln't squeak , i snuk my head around the door checking that the coast was clear, When i was certain that it was i made a break for my room running as fast as i could.

But because of my world wind legs and my natural clumsiness i tripped on the step , landing slat on my front , my towel had moved up so that my whole but was showing , but i quickly moved it back down. Suddenly ,i heard loud footsteps heading up the stair , i shot up on to my feet sprinting with all my speed in to my room slamming the door behind me locking it , knowing that Nixon was only a few steps behind me.

Not even a second later loud knocking came from the other side of my door.  "Skylar , what the fuck happened are you OK? , let me in now i'm warning you Skylar open this door NOW!!!"

I didn't answer Nixon , i sat on my bed , knees cured up to my chest , crying , when did i let myself become so weak? , let some stupid little raping monster ruin my life , he had left me to wither away to nothing , everyone that i looked at was a monster , i thought that deep down all men were the same.

CRASH!! , the door flew open , nearly ripping off from the hinges , Nixon was stood there looking at me a sly , evil smile planting it's self on his lips , he came towards me , hands in his pockets , trying to look like what i think was his idea of sexy , but instead looking like a constipated prick.

"Fuck me Skylar!!! , you don't half look sexy in that towel and all your hair wet and messed up like that , wanna have some fun again??"

"NO I FUCKING DON'T WANNA HAVE 'FUN' , ALL I WANT IS FOR YOU TO LEAVE ME ALONE AND NOT RAPE ME"  I was right up in his face screaming at the top of my lungs.

"Well to be honest Skylar , it wasn't really a question and you know that , so why don't you just quit while your ahead and do as i say ,eh"

But i couldn't , let him rape me again not three times in one day , no fucking way , i was stronger than this.

I looked up at him "NO!!! , I'M NOT GOING TO LET YOU RAPE ME AGAIN"  , saying that , i rose my knee up to his crotch , making sure i caused him immense pain , but still it wouldn't even compare one little bit to the pain he had caused me in these last few days of my life.