Ezria; Gone Girl

Torture

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Five Years Later...

Arias POV

"Your beautiful," Damien my kidnapper, whispered in my ear as he picked me up and lead me too his bedroom.

I faked a smile. Over the past five years I've learned it's better to act like you enjoy his company other than to show the emotions your really feeling.

I gulped, I knew what was going to happen, because it happens everyday.

He laid me down roughly and started to strip my clothes, not even worrying about hurting me.

I bit my tongue holding back tears. Everyday I have to live through this hell. I have to lay here while Damien does anything he wants to me.

He striped down as well and laid down right on me, pushing all of his weight on top of me. Sometimes I feel like I'm suffocating, and sometimes I wish I was. Because it would be the easiest way out. In fact the only way out. Every time I tell my self one day I'll get out of this hellhole and be able to live a life again. But I lost hope years ago. But having Scarlett in my life is the only thing keeping me sane.

It takes every single ounce of strength I have to not cry as Damien thrusts himself into me, he's so rough. I want to scream, but at the same time I feel nothing. I feel like nothing. I feel dirty and worthless.

"I love you, baby," he whispered into my ear as he plays with my ratty hair.

It sickens me when he calls me baby or babe. Everything about him sickens me.

I lay there for a good ten minutes before Damien releases himself into me. I silently gasp, I hate when he releases himself into me, I hate the feeling, I hate everything about it, I wish I could stop him, but there's no way to stop the monster.

As soon as he's done he kisses my cheek roughly and pulls my body into an embrace.

I wish I could fight back, I wish I could get his hands off my body, but I can't. I can't because I can't get him mad. And if I do get him mad he'll hurt my little Scarlett. I shivered at the thought of him hurting my baby. But I'll protect her with every single ounce in my body, no matter the odds.

After about five minutes of 'snuggling' with Damien I hear little cries come from the room. My poor Scarlett.

"Can I go check on Scarlett?" I asked biting my lip hopefully.

"Dammit I should have never let you keep her," he said sitting up angrily.

I gasped at his words and cover my mouth.

"Damien, I love you, but she's fussy. Let me just make sure she's fine," I say trying to calm the older man.

But instead of calming him, I feel his rough hand slap my face as hard as he can.

"You bitch!" He said standing up.

I felt a single tear roll down my face. It hurt yes, but for the most part my body is so numb I can feel a thing.

"Sit down, what's wrong?" I asked trying to stop him from hurting me or even worse, Scarlett.

"I just want you all to myself," he says his voice growing calmer.

I nodded, pretending like I understood. But in truth I don't. He treats me like a doll instead of a grown woman with feelings. Ezra always treated me with respect. He never acted like I was an object or something he owns. He loves and cares for me and I know he still does. But it's hard to when Damien tells me that he's the past and I'll never see him again. He tells me I'll be here till the day I die, spending every day with him.