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Peace through vengeance.
It was all I had to keep me going. Nothing was going to stop me. I wanted him to know pain like I did. I picked the watch up, turning it over in my hand. It was ironic to me that the only time I’d gone back to that pile of rubble, this was right on top, glinting in the light.
It had represented the countdown on my life, and the true beginning of the end of my stay in hell.
–Chapter Fourteen–
Harper
-1 year 4 months-
Time passed differently without the rising and setting of the sun.
I tried to keep track of the days by tearing little strips of paper from the mints I was given in place of toothpaste, but eventually, everything bled together.
My diet still consisted of two bottles of water, a sleeve of saltine crackers, and occasionally beef jerky. When I was extra good, I got Bugles and root beer. I now loathed both of them.
I’d lost enough weight that I could count my ribs if I sucked my stomach in.
Leaning against the wall, I clicked on my flashlight, aiming it around and pretending the light still worked.
The smell of urine and feces assaulted my senses with every breath I took.
It overpowered the stench of menstrual blood trickling down my legs. I wasn’t given pads or tampons. It’d been a long while since I’d seen either or.
I looked at the five days my period lasted as a blessing every time it came. It let me know I wasn’t carrying J’s spawn. There was a downside to this, though. It meant sleeping on the floor, so I didn’t further stain my mattress.
I bounced my knee up and down, wondering if he would show up today. I needed him to.
I was ready now.
I continued waiting.
I’d hear him the second he turned the doorknob.
My senses had changed over time. The silence made me hear everything. The darkness made me see differently.
The loneliness was sometimes the worst of the three because it made me crave the very thing I despised.
Hearing a soft click, I sat straight up.
When a low groan from the wooden door followed, my heartbeat doubled.
The bright light flickered on, and his dress shoes came down the stairs. I turned my imaginary flashlight off and placed it on the floor.
I squinted from the change in lighting, watching J’s form come into view. “There’s my favorite girl,” he grinned, unlocking the cell door right away.
I used my best impression of an excited grin, impatient to put my long-awaited plan in motion.
I’d done nothing but preserve my energy and do what I had to to gain bits of trust, which was why the chain was no longer around my ankle.
I’d become exactly what he wanted: the best little fuck toy he could ever ask for.
If he wanted his cock sucked, I sucked it dry. When he needed to take his frustrations out on my pussy, I held perfect posture and let him completely dominate me.
I stopped feeling sorry for myself the third time he made me come. Fucking for freedom was a small price to pay to escape this shithole.
“I brought you something.” He walked in the cell and held up a Wendy’s bag.
“All I wanted was you,” I replied, lying through my teeth.
The burger I could smell inside that paper bag was ten times more appealing.
“That’s good, because you’ll have to eat this cold. We have to be quick today; I have a dinner party to attend, and Minnie insists on being early, as always.”
I nodded sympathetically like I gave a flying fuck.
“I’d never make you do anything you didn’t want to do,” I said, looking down at my lap.
He came closer, lifting my chin with his knuckles.
“You know you mean more to me than she does,” he sighed, stroking my cheek.
I gazed into his eyes, pulling my lower lip between my teeth. He honestly believed I wanted him to leave his wife for me.
He was also full of shit. I knew I was easily replaceable.
We continued our drawn-out game of fucking with each other’s heads.
His eyes zoned in on the blood, more brown than red in the poor lighting.
“Stand up,” he said suddenly, carelessly tossing the burger on the floor.
I rose to my feet, and he was instantly on me, pushing me back against the wall.
“Take me out,” he rasped, spreading my legs apart.
My hands went to his belt, quickly undoing it. I tucked a finger in the elastic of his drawers, pulling them down just over his hips along with his slacks.
His cock jutted up, pressing against my thigh.
He grabbed the base, hooking one of my legs over his hip, swiftly forcing himself inside me.
I dug my nails into his forearms, rising slightly on my tiptoes as he went straight into a rapid, hard pace.
There was never any foreplay, not on my end. This wasn’t about any of that. This was about him fulfilling his sick needs.
