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Just as the words slip from his mouth, he hits a button on his phone and an explosion rocks the ground. Right before my eyes, I see one side of the warehouse crumbling to pieces as dust filters through the air and flames start to spread throughout the building.
All of the air leaves my body. Everything feels like it’s moving in slow motion. It’s like an out of body experience as I watch my world fall down before my eyes.
Is this what death feels like? Does it feel like a thousand knives being rammed into your body? Does it feel like you’re suffocating and unable to reach for air?Right now, I can’t see; I can’t breathe. Every part of my body is numb as an earth-shattering scream rips out of my body.
Every person I love is inside that building. Everything I have to live for is trapped in there while I’m still alive. I should’ve gone down with them. I should’ve kept fighting. This is all my fault.
“No! No!!” Tears are streaming down my face and my hands ball into fists. Without even thinking, I throw a punch right at Harvey’s face, which only causes him to laugh more as it connects with his jaw. This is probably the worst move to make right now, but I’m shaking with rage. Shit, I should have been training since they rescued me from Harvey’s. Maybe all these punches wouldn’t hurt as bad if I had.
“Stupid girl, I warned you what would happen if you ever tried to leave me. You being here was an added and unexpected bonus. Now I don’t have to spend my time hunting you down to kill everyone you love, considering I just did that all in one go.” His face lights up with the most disgusting, evil smile.
My sister. Her guys. My sweet Greyson, the love of my life. We were fighting for a brighter future, a future that would allow us to be together without all of the madness. A future that would allow us to share our darkness and find the light together.
But it’s just been ripped from me.
Harvey has taken everything from me and I’ll do the same to him. I’m not the same girl he spent nine years breaking. No, I’m stronger. I’m a fighter. I’ll fucking kill him and take everything he cares about, just like he’s done to me.
Without warning, Harvey pulls his hand back and brings a fist right to my eye socket, causing stars to swirl in my vision and my head to smack against the glass window. My entire body slumps into the seat, the darkness inviting itself in.
I can’t let him win.
Sweat rolls down the side of my face. His weight pressing down on my body makes it hard for me to breathe, but I know he’s doing it on purpose. He’s trying to remind me who’s really in control, who owns me.
He puts the fear of God in my soul, burrowing so deep that even in my nightmares I can feel his rough skin against mine.
“Should I fuck you right here? Maybe sample my inventory?” He has me pinned down on one of the small beds he allows us to sleep on. It’s creaking beneath the weight of us, the fragile wood frame begging to collapse.
“No.” My voice is barely audible, with fear seeping through it. I’d like to think I’m tough, that I’ve built up this hard exterior, but when it comes to him, I’m petrified. Sometimes my walls crack, showing him just that.
“No, what?” he growls in my ear. My hands are pinned to my sides, while he straddles my waist. His hot breath presses against my neck as he demands an answer.
“No... No, sir. It won’t happen again.” My voice is timid, making me ashamed that I can’t be stronger.
“The next time you talk back to me, I’ll show you exactly how angry I can get. You know the rules. You know what happens to girls who defy me.” He leans his weight back so his hips are pressing against mine. I can feel his hard length digging into my stomach, causing bile to rise in my throat.
“Yes, sir. I won’t let it happen again.”
A dark smile crosses his face. His eyes are bloodshot and I can smell the bourbon on his breath, making me want to gag even more.
He’s made it clear the consequences of disobeying him. If I want to ever be seen again, I have to keep my head down and my mouth shut. The last girl who talked back was abruptly taken from the house and never seen again. It kills me inside to bite my tongue—it’s not in my nature—but for the sake of survival, I have to play the role.
“Good little slut. Now get up and get undressed. Let me see your body.”
His words make me feel sick to my stomach. Harvey has yet to have sex with me, but he makes me undress in front of him frequently, while he masturbates in the corner.
I have to kneel on the floor, spread out in front of him while he releases himself all over my body. He does it to remind me that I’m nothing but trash, just a used, disposable body. A body meant for the pleasure of any man willing to pay the fee.
He does it to remind me that I’m his property.
I’m just waiting for the day he loses his control and ends me for his own sick pleasure. Rising off of me, he pulls me up by my hair. A whimper escapes my lips, but I quickly scramble to my feet.
“Strip. Now. You have thirty seconds before I do it for you. You won’t like what I do after that.” His eyes are almost as black as night, his irises barely visible around dilated pupils.
“Yes, sir.” I drop my head to my chest and strip for him. Disgust washes over me as I allow him to treat me like this, but it’s what I have to do to survive. He moves away from me and I can hear him unzipping his pants, grunting as he pulls himself out.
Dropping to my knees in front of him, I let my mind wander to anywhere else but here. Unfortunately, I’m trapped in this hell, and the moment I return from my daydream, my reality will still be the same. I’ll still be a broken girl in this chaos of pain, madness, and desperation.
Before I know it, he’s standing in front of me, aggressively stroking his cock. I close my eyes so I don’t have to witness it.
