Rainy Days

Rainy Days

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*ON HIATUS* "Come on baby, breathe" He coaxed softly into my ear. Why, why does it have to be me?! Please, someone please tell me this is just a bad dream.. Someone come wake me up now!! I struggled against the man but to no avail. I was thrashing and kicking around within his hole, throwing my feet back in an attempt to kick him in which he dodged. "Shh shh, it's okay Nina. I'm not going to hurt you." He whispers, gripping me tighter. "You can't hold your breath forever. Then again.. you're going to give in either way, it's just a matter of if you'd prefer to do it your way or the quicker, much less painful way." He's right. I can't hold on forever, but I'd rather fight and hold it for as long as I can than give into him. His grip on my waist is getting tighter and tighter, I'm positive I'll have a nasty bruise later on if I manage to live. I thrash around within his grasp a few more times before he squeezes me impossibly tighter pushing out the little air I was holding into. I quickly gasp for air and almost immediately start feeling weak and lightheaded. My vision is blurry and I can't move quick enough to get him off me. "That's it hun, just breathe. Everything will be okay." And with that I slowly fade away into the darkness.
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Why did he kidnap me? This happened 3 months ago. Many times I have tried to escape the clutches of his rough hands. Many times I have cried for help. But I need to get stronger in order to escape from him. Now, three months later, I think about this, but now my feelings are different. I wanted to kill him, to make him suffer the way he made me suffer. "Do it, kill him!" Is what I'm thinking. "Kill him and it will be over. I will be able to escape." The mask that was hiding his identity looks at me as I hold the knife to his throat. The whole time I been wondering why I didn't just slit his throat. He told me to do it, to finish him but I couldn't, I just couldn't. I couldn't hate him for the times he whipped me or raped me. I just couldn't. I looked at him holding the knife to his throat with a shaky hand. No matter how hard I try I can't hate him. No matter how hard I try I can't get the knife to slice Reidson's throat. Dropping the knife on the floor I look at his face. I couldn't see his eyes because of the white mask. Now the same hands that used to be so rough became soft and warm. He still beats and rapes me but I figured out why I didn't hate him for making me suffer like this with these same hands that hurt me so cruelly are now touching my face gently. I held his hand to my chest as I look at his masked face. His hand is stained with blood. My blood. I look at his face, I have fallen into a cruel love.

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