this is the chapter that makes me serously consider rating this as R.
The door opened and my father came in, shutting the door behind him. He had an evil grin on his face that made me shudder. He was completely sober, appearing well rested and put together.
“Hello, darling daughter of mine.” he said to me. “Have a nice sleep?”
I didn’t know what he wanted me to say so I tried to play it safe and said nothing, that wouldn’t make me sound sassy or like I had an attitude. But apparently that was the wrong move.
“You will treat me with respect and answer when I speak to you.” He walked towards me and kicked me in the chest.
“You fucking asshole.” Will practically growled.
My father looked at him before kicking me a few more times. I tried to use my arms to protect myself from the blows. Blocking didn’t help much. The breath was knocked out of me.
“Do you know why I brought him here?” my father asked me, starting to pace the distance between Will and I.
“To keep me from fighting back?” I guessed, choosing my words carefully.
“That’s only part of it.” He replied. “This little shit you care so much about has been getting in my way. You disobeyed me by letting that happen. If you had let me have my way with you, he wouldn’t be here.”
“Do not listen to him. He wants you to think this is your fault-“ Will started to tell me.
“Shut the fuck up!” my father yelled at him and came back to kick me a few more times.
“Its okay.” I mouthed to Will who stared at me.
I could handle being kicked or hit. I was somewhat used to it.
“Take off your clothes.” My father ordered me.
I stared at him, frozen in fear. I knew I had to do what he wanted or Will would suffer. But I had hoped I could’ve figured out some way to get out of it.
“I’m sure you’ve done this for him many times.” He punched Will because I didn’t move. “Do it, now!”
Will stared at me in horror that easily matched mine. He didn’t care that his nose was bleeding from the blow to his face.
Hands shaking, I pulled off my shirt and set it on the cold floor next to me. I had to do this.
“Rainah, don’t.” Will’s eyes bored into mine. “I’ll be fine.”
Before I could say anything, my father slapped me, knocking me to the ground. He started kicking me again, it suddenly hurt a lot more then it had a minute earlier.
“Leave her alone!” Will yelled.
My father proceeded to kick me as hard as he could. It become harder to breathe.
“Are you not understanding?” my father asked Will. “Every time you talk, she gets hurt. If she doesn’t do as she’s told, I hurt both of you.”
I knew Will felt horrible before I even looked at him. He would feel like this was his fault. I felt bad for the times I caused Will to get hit.
Following directions was essential if I wanted Will to live through this. I just had to be my fathers play toy and Will may not get hurt any more.
Maybe Will could still escape while my father was occupied. He could free himself and go on with his life.
I had to turn off my own emotions. My only concern at this point would be to do what I was told so Will could find a way to escape.
I tried to stop my hands from shaking as I pulled off my sweatpants. My swollen leg made the challenging and I tried to breathe normally but that just seemed impossible.
I unclasped my bra and pulled it off. There was a chill in the air now that I was basically naked. I wanted more then anything to put my clothes back on.
I only hesitated a moment before taking off my panties. Now there was no protection of my body by my clothes. I was completely exposed. No longer did I feel safe at all. I was bare for my father.
Will stared at me with wide eyes that were full of tears. We both knew what was going to happen now, I had no way to escape or avoid this. I only hoped Will could free himself.
My father stared at me with a hungry, greedy expression. His sinister black eyes full of lust that made me cringe.
I stared at him, trying to keep a blank expression but I knew my eyes were narrowed. He disgusted me. How could any sane person do this? Let alone to his own daughter. It wasn’t right at all. He was demented.
He approached me slowly, I felt like he was a predator and I was his prey. I was helpless, unable to run or defend myself.
He took off his belt and pulled his zipper down when he was in front of me.
“God damn it, let her go!” Will begged, tears streamed off his cheeks.
“What kind of a man are you to cry like a child? You are only hurting her.” He said and to prove his point, kicked me hard in the chest.
I fell back but became concerned when my breathing became more labored. There was sharp pain spiking in my chest.
“Who are you to rape-?” Will started to retort but I managed to cut him off.
“Will, quiet. Please?” I got out. He would never escape if he kept irritating my dad. i also didn’t know how many more blows I could take with the amount of pain I was in from my chest and knee.
“Shut up.” My father kneeled on the ground next to me. We were perpendicular to Will. He could see all of me and my father.
He shouldn’t have to watch this. Watch my dignity and what little self worth I had be destroyed. That would be a horrible way to see me for the last time. Broken.
I assumed I was as good as dead, either my lack of oxygen would kill me or my father would. If I had to die to save Will, I would.
My father smashed his lips onto mine roughly, making me whimper and try to get away as an instinct. He tried to get me to open my mouth and I hesitantly let him in.
His tongue scavenged my mouth leaving no place untouched by him. I wanted to gag. I already felt tears in my eyes.
His hands grabbed my breasts, squeezing them all too hard.
His mouth left mine and moved to my neck. It felt like he was slobbering on me like a dog.
I looked away from my father and away from Will. I couldn’t bring myself to see Will’s disgusted expression. If I somehow lived, he’d never want to kiss me or touch me again. I would be tainted.
My father bit my neck, causing me to cry out. He groaned, biting harder. He liked when I felt pain.
His eager mouth moved to one of my breasts and he bit it, I whimpered, refusing to cry out just from that. Sure it hurt, but sounds of my pain encouraged him.
Suddenly, without any warning, he thrust into me. I screamed with what little breath I had. I couldn’t stop that reaction.
The pain was almost worse then the stabbing feeling in my chest. It was like knives had been stuck inside of me, cutting me up. There was a burning fiery feeling along with this that made it almost unbearable.
I tried to push him off but all of his weight was on me, trapping me underneath him.
He continued to thrust for what felt like hours, only getting faster and harder. My body screamed in protest. My breathing was in shallow pants and I felt light headed.
My body wanted to give up and so did I.
He was breaking me physically and mentally. I was shattered into a million pieces.
I stared out the little window at the sun. it mocked me. I could see light and freedom but I would never get it again. I was going to die and at this point, I wanted to.
My eyelids felt heavy and I started to slip away but my father back handed me.
“You will stay awake, you little whore.” He growled, crashing his lips to mine.
I just gave in, letting myself go numb, no fighting or resisting. It didn’t matter anymore, he could do what he wanted to me. I was done.
***WILL’S POV***
“Will, quiet.” Rainah rasped, laying naked on the floor. She couldn’t seem to catch her breath. I could tell something was seriously wrong. “Please?”
“Shut up.” Charlie muttered, kneeling next to her.
I needed to hurry up with the stupid ropes. They were only slightly loose though. I ground my teeth in frustration.
I heard her whimper and I looked up to see her father kissing her forcefully. Tears blurred my own vision but I saw she was crying as well.
I felt so angry and helpless. I needed to hurry up to kick his ass. He didn’t deserve to live any longer, torturing Rainah and her family.
When he grabbed her breasts, I stopped caring about how much I was bleeding or getting caught by her father. I just needed to get there and get him the fuck off of her.
She cried out and my actions became more frantic. He had bit her neck and it was fucking bleeding! He was doing the same thing to her breasts.
I could tell I didn’t have much time but the damn ropes were secure. I would not stop trying. I could not and would not just sit here and watch the woman I love get raped.
But I didn’t work fast enough.
I heard her breathless scream and it broke my heart. I looked up and saw him thrusting into her.
Rainah tried frantically to get him off of her. She was suffering because I couldn’t get to her in time.
The image of him on top of her and her trying to fight him off would be burned into my mind as long as I live. Her and my worst fears were being realized.
I had promised her he wouldn’t touch her and that this wouldn’t happen. I had failed her. There had to have been something more I could’ve done to stop this from happening.
The most frustrating thing was that they weren’t even that far away from me but I still couldn’t do shit.
He’d kill her if I gave up now.
I worked furiously on the ropes, blood drenching my shirt. The raw wounds stung but I hardly felt it. I needed to stop him, I needed to be there now.
“You will stay awake, you little whore.” I heard Charlie say. He slapped her.
She was giving up. No longer trying to fight for her life. It killed me to know that he had crushed her to that point. It was my fault. Would it be too late to save her?
A minute later, I had gotten myself loose. I didn’t hesitate to jump up. Her father had just finished with her and I tackled him.
“You fucking prick! I’ll kill you!” I punched him repeatedly. I was blinded by my rage. I had no control over my actions at the moment. He needed to suffer more then he ever made anyone else.
I was so oblivious that I missed hearing a police siren outside. I missed when they ran in with their guns. I also missed them ordering me to stand down.
I was grabbed and dragged away from Charlie. I fought to go back after him but I was held back.
“Will, knock it off!” I snapped out of it when I heard my own fathers voice on my right side.
I saw two police officers handcuffing Charlie and leading him to a police car. His face was bruised and bloody but to me, that wasn’t good enough. He needed to suffer, but for now, it was over.
“Where is she?” I demanded, looking around. I instantly spotted a group of paramedics surrounding her. They had her on a stretcher and were working as they took her into an ambulance. My mother was with them.
She had looked incredibly pale, her eyes were closed but she was still breathing, but barely.
“Rainah!” I yelled, thrashing against my father and a police officer who held me. “Let me go!”
What if she died? What if he had killed her? I needed to be near her. Even if it was my fault she was in this condition, I didn’t want to be separated from her.
People tried to calm me down and talk to me but they couldn’t. I wasn’t listening, I was too focused on Rainah.
When they got her into the ambulance, I fought harder. I couldn’t let her go. I needed to be with her. I didn’t know how much time she could have left.
The ambulance sped away and I tried to fight the people who restrained me. I wasn’t thinking, I just needed to go.
I felt a sharp jab in my shoulder. I suddenly felt tired and dizzy right before I blacked out.
.............. Don't kill me.
Whats going to happen? What did you think?
In the next two weeks, i will be writing when i can. i am involved with the school play and it will soon be "Hell week" where i stay at school until midnight. fun times. i also have work as usual that is only getting more demanding.
I am literally making myself sick with stress, writing is my outlet.
I'm playing with new story ideas as well. next chapter i might add descriptions of these ideas to see what you guys like.
Thank you all for the support of last chapter, you all helped me get over that whole mess.
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