Don't Let Me Go 16+

Harper hasn't had the easiest life, after her dad dies, she has only her mother. One horrifying dark secret is made when her mother finds a new boyfriend. Will a certain boy be able to change the way in which she feels, will she open up to him? Can she depend, love and trust this guy? WARNING: contains extremely detailed and graphic scenes for older audiences, (sex, rape, cursing and abuse)


5. Chapter 5

My heart was pounding in my chest, could he tell that I was scared? I tried to relax, but all I thought was what he could force me to do. Would he have the courage to rape me?

I shut down inside, I have no help, he's way to strong.

I felt his rough dry hands exploring my body forcefully, I winced, a soon as the sound slipped out of my mouth, he clamped his huge hand over my mouth, silent tears streaked my mouth, what was I to do?

He fingers, crept slowly up my leg, as if he wanted me to know what he was about to do, and for me to suffer at the thought, suffer I was.

He reached under my dress, and ripped my lace underwear, down my legs. He started rubbing me with to much force if hurt, I bit into his hand, and there was a sudden pain across my left cheek.

"Don't even both to try escape you dirty slut" he whispered in a lustful but scary tone.

I started shaking with fright at his words.

"Take of the dress, or you'll get another" he silently threatened.

I slowly, slipped my dress of my head, shakingly.

He pushed open my legs further, and forced one finger into me. As a virgin, it burned, I yelped as he shoved in another, the pain was excruciating, he stopped and punched me in the stomach.

"Every time you make a sound the punishment gets worse, so shut up you bitch."

Tears were streaming down my face, fast I could hardly see, everything was blurred, all I could hear was the sound, his heavy breathing, and his enjoyment.

The zipping of his pants was next, I pleaded and pleaded, "god please don't let him do this" I prayed hard and repeatedly.

"Please don't do this, I'm begging you" I silently pleaded, another hit, my nose was bleeding and it's all I could taste, I reached for my dress to stop it, and cover my face l, cringing as he placed himself in between me.

He was rough.

Hard, deep thrusts that had me screaming into the material, the pain eased after a long while, but all I could was how uncomfortable I was feelibg. And the fright.

He was puffing hard, so hard I could barely hear his sentence.

"Clean, this up and don't tell anyone! Or it will happen just as bad or maybe I will kill you."

I shivered and ran towards the bathroom, and locked it, I couldn't take it, I grabbed the razor.

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