Run-Away

Jessica Skeeter was a normal 18 year old teenager. Besides the fact that her dad was an alcoholic and has been making her do drugs, alchohol and do illegal things for him. She has been beaten by him too and her body has been hurting her bigtime. She decides to run away from her dad and meets a sweet 19 year old teenager boy named Baxter, he took her under his wing and once he got to know her more, he beat her up and neclected her feelings and has tried to rape her a few times but failed. She then decides to run away from Baxter and meets 5 teen boys who all love her to death. She on the other hand never wanted to fall in love with anyone else because of Baxter. The boys all want to help her but one of them starts to lose their control. Will Baxter come for revenge? What will happen? Stop asking yourself and find them out!

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9. Don't Do It Bax.

" He was glancing back and forth between my face and my cut- or punishment you can call it. I don't know what to say-- I don't know if it's a good idea to tell him with the rage in his looks. I didn't know what to do. It was like my my brain was scrambled up in a ball of scribles. I dropped tears and ran upstairs into 'my' bedroom and locked it. Heck that hurt running up whithout those ski poles. I cried my eyes out, now he's not going to stop bugging me until he finds out. I don't want him to be mad at me.

Im the only one he can take it out on. Please for goodness sakes, may there be a miracle. " Jessica, please. Jess. Jess... Jess, open the door." He demanded. He was full of rage, just as I imagined it. Ok now he's about to cross the line. Calling me Jess, and I know he's purposely doing it because he knows I hate being called that and think I might just snap and tell him. " JESS! JESS! JESS! JESS! OPEN THE DOOR JESS!" God damn, he's acting like father did. I didn't know what to do, like I said before.

I tried to think of what to do. Just then, he barged down the door from kicking it open. I looked at him with huge and fear in my eyes. When he looked at me, he had full rage in his. He came up to me and slapped my face really hard. " Jess, hehe. Jess, I have my way of finding things out." He said with that evil smile look, just like dad did to me. This is creeping me out. " TELL ME JESS! WHO DID THIS TO YOU??!!" He screamed in my face. My ear's were ringing and my thoughts are scribbled more than ever. " Please don't hurt me." I said with fear. " TELL ME WHO DID THIS TO YOU!  AND I WON'T"  I started shaking like hell. He grabbed the collar of the muscle shirt I borrowed and lifted me right up. It was practicly choking me.  

" LISTEN TO ME JESS! YOU BETTER TELL ME, IVE GOT MY WAYS. TELL ME. OR I'LL DO SOMETHING YOU REGRET." He yelled at me. I was really confused. Why was he hurting me? I thought he cared about me. I thought he would help me, not hurt me. He stared in my eyes with rage. Then he threw me on the bed and grabbed ropes out of his pocket and he was tying me to the bed. He started to take my pants off, my shirt etc... Then he quickly threw off his clothes. " Baxt-- He choved a gross and sweaty sock in my mouth. " Baxter! Stop!" I tried to yell but heard mumbles. " One last chance Jess." He demanded. He waited 2 seconds and tried to start, but I kept moving my body. Don't Do It Bax.

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