|1.||Help? Chapter 1- Ollie||Read it Now|
|2.||Help? Chapter 2- Andy||Read it Now|
|3.||Help? Chapter 3- The Party||Read it Now|
|4.||Help? Chapter 4- Home||Read it Now|
|5.||Help? Chapter 5- Trying to Hide||Read it Now|
|6.||Help? Chapter 6 - Sunset Lagoon||Read it Now|
|7.||Help? Chapter 7- What About you?||Read it Now|
|8.||Help? Chapter 8 -Confessing||Read it Now|
|9.||Help? Chapter 9 - Consequences||See below|
|10.||Help? Chapter 10-Will the Truth Set Me Free?||Read it Now|
|Help? Chapter 9 - Consequences|
| His breath was warm on my skin but it cut me like a blade. I looked at the ceiling of the dark room that we were in. I couldn’t see anything beyond him, it was complete darkness. The cold floorboards sent shivers down my spine and the deafening silence was unbearable.|
It was an eerie silence, as if the whole world was on mute and only the volume of our voices was audible. I breathed out breaking the silence and reverting my attention to him. His hands locked around my wrists. He forced me to the floor. He yanked a short rope from his pockets and tied my wrists above my head, I tried to get up, but he was on top of me. I lobbed my bound hands his chest and tried to kick my legs free, but I was pinned down under his weight. With one hand he restrained my arms and he began to raise my top with the other. I gasped as his hand traced circles around my stomach. He laughed sadistically and brought his mouth to my ear. “You are mine now,” he hissed. I held my breath.
He brought his head down to kiss me. I turned my head, causing him to falter. He growled disapprovingly, caught my chin and forced his lips against mine.
I felt like getting sick. I struggled against him and pulled my mouth from the kiss. “You like it,” he gloated “Don’t deny yourself this pleasure, by being tense” He released my arms and began to tug at my jeans. “No,” I squeaked. He chuckled approvingly. He wanted me to complain, to resist, to put up a fight. I didn’t care. I couldn’t just sit back and let him get away with this. “No!” I shouted “Get off; leave me alone, you can’t do this to me!” He got to his knees, still sitting on me so I couldn’t move. He looked at me and gave me a horrid sinister smile. “I can do whatever I like; there is nothing you can do to stop me. There is no one here. Nobody cares about you enough to help you, you are all mine and that is how it’s going to stay. In fact that’s how I like it, and I know that you like it too.”
His words filled me with anger. It wasn’t true! There were people that cared about me. Faces flashed in my mind, Mom, Dad, Rachel and Ollie. “It’s a lie. Someone will come for me; you won’t get away with this.” I protested.
"Why! What have you said? Who have you told?" he bellowed. He seemed shocked. "What have I told you about telling people about what goes on in my house!"
He clenched my top in his hand and pulled me up so I was looking into his eyes. His eyes were cold and as hard as steel. As I looked into them I could feel the anger bubbling in the pit of my stomach. I knew I had to keep calm so as not to anger him. I took a deep breath and suppressed the rage to an extent where I could think clearly and try to devise a plan on how to deal with the situation. He pulled me towards him and kissed me hard.
I pulled away from him and spit into his face. I knew that it was a bad idea just as soon as I had done it.
He snarled deeply in the back of his throat and pushed me backwards. I hit the floor, banging my head on the hard wood. I moaned loudly raising my hands to my forehead. I felt the weight on my body disappear, as I realised that he had stood up and was now staring at me contently, as if he owned and I was his plaything that could be used by him however he wanted. I looked at him though my vision was blurred.
“Stand up” he said fiercely. I slowly began to get to my feet, never taking my eyes off him. I was on my hands and knees when he walked right up beside me. I stopped moving, afraid of what he might do. “Stand up!” he shouted. I trembled, still not moving. My body was frozen. My fear had taken over me, the tone in his voice had paralysed every single muscle I had. With every second that passed the anger in his eyes grew. I was certain that his temper was going to peak and then he would be uncontrollable.
“Get up you, stupid little cow!” he snarled. I felt a tear trickle down my cheek and I saw it hit the floor, so did he. I looked at him, he was smirking at my pain yet his eyes had a glint of intense anger, because I was still frozen on the floor. He bent down slowly beside me and looked into my eyes. His face was emotionless although his eyes gave away the absolute hate he had for me. He ran his hand through my hair and sighed deeply. He ran his fingers through a second time but he stopped half way and gripped a clump of hair in his hand. He stood up and dragged me to my feet. It felt as if he was going to rip out each hair by the root.
“If you want me to do things the hard way, I can” he said still with a firm grip on my hair. I tried to pull away from him, grabbing my head and tugging hard. I bit my lip trying to ignore the pain. He simply laughed and let go of me. The release of his grip made me fall to the floor again, but with nothing to break my fall as my hands were still securely knotted together I landed on my face. A intense pain ran through my head. I felt something hot drip down my chin. I looked down. Blood. I coward away from the blood, but when I wrinkled my nose in disgust the pain engulfed me again.
“Tut tut tut, did we injure ourselves? That's no good. Stand up and let me see” he said sarcastically. I stood up, my breath was wheezing and shallow.
“Lets fix that” he joked. He drew back his fist and let come at my nose.
“NO! ANDY, NO!
I screamed and jumped up. “Casey, calm down, calm down it’s ok, it’s just me! Rachel” she said as she hugged me tight.
“He.....I......Andy,” was all I could say and then I let tears fall into Rachel’s shoulder.
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