Prince Of Darkness Has Come For Me

Fight to my last breath

"Wake up!" I shoot right up when i hear his voice. Scooting back until i'm cowarding against the corner of the basement. Looking up with frightful eyes i see his evil smirk.

He grabs my arm painfully, dragging me closer to me. His face is so close I can actually smell tuna and whiskey on his breath. I cringe back but he wouldn't have any of that. He slapped me hard across the face, my actually teeth shake from the impact of the hit.

"Don't ever, I mean never EVER move away from me," he whispers menesly in my ear. It takes all my power not to cringe away from him again.

He smiles. "That's a good girl." He strokes my long curly brown hair with adoration in his eyes. "You have the most beautiful green eyes I have ever seen," he whispers in my ear while his hands slide inside my shirt.

A low whimper comes from out of me. He strokes the mark he gave me from two nights ago-or was it three days ago- with a hot iron thing for the fire. I forgot what its called. hot iron pick? I don't know, I've been here for so long- or have I- it seems like its been a years.

I'm snapped out of my thoughts when he unhooks my bra strap. Without thinking I try to push him away from me, but he's like the stone walls to my cell, I can't get out!

He slaps me twice before pulling my hair and squeezing my breast. Small little whimpers come from me as he moves over me, straddling me. He forcefully shoves his tounge down my throat.

He taste exactly what he smells like. Trying to push him off me, silent tears run down my face. He takes my hands and pins them above my head.

When he breaks the kiss, I'm breathing hard, panting. If you saw me right now, you would have thought I've been holding my breath under water, in some way it seems like i was.

He grins evilly. His heated gaze is all over my body, making me squirm underneath him. He takes his hand and unzipped my pants, bringing them down my knees. Knowing what he plans on doing to me, I find this fire burning inside me. I have never been this angry before.

And you know what I'm going to do?

I'm going to fight, fight till I can't fight anymore. Acting on my new hatred I slap him hard across the face.

He looks at me with shock writing all over his face. Before I can feel any victory for catching him by surprise, he punches me.

He gets up off me. Grabbing me by my hair, he drags me across the hard jagged tile. screaming and kicking I try to get out of his death grip on my hair.

He gets tired of my screaming really fast and the next thing I know, he's on top of me again, choking me. His eyes are full of rage. I can tell by his eyes, he is going to kill me. Scratching at his hands, he tightens his hold around my neck.

Then I just stop. I stop fighting. A thought goes through my head; this is my way out. My way out of here. My way of out of my torture. My way out of my pain!

This is what I have been hoping for. What I have been begging for. This is what I have been Dreaming for...

A way out... of everything...

My vision goes dark... I slip out of reality... into nothingness.