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What the hell is happening?My consciousness drifts in and out of darkness, like I’m trying to keep myself above water. My head pounds painfully with each rapid beat of my heart. My stomach is churning.
This must be a nightmare, I think as something hot and wet slithers against my breast.
I want to push whatever it is away, but my arms are heavy like lead. My eyes drift open, and I blink the bleariness away, trying to focus. There’s a dead weight on my legs and scratchy sheets beneath my back.
Where am I?
I’m disoriented and confused, like my head is full of cotton.
My surroundings start to slide into focus, and a chill ripples through my body when I recognize the room around me, and the pair of blue eyes rising to meet mine with a sinister smile.
This isn’t a dream.
The heavy weight is Matt’s body covering mine, and his lips glisten with saliva. My stomach rolls violently when I realize the warm feeling was him licking one of my bare nipples. I try to buck him off, to fight him, but my limbs are sluggish and clumsy. Nothing seems to work right.
“Ahh, there you are,” he drawls, and the deep gravel of his voice sends a stab of panic through my chest. “Just in time for me to finally take that little pussy, just like I always wanted.”
“No, please,” I manage to murmur, and I feel hot tears flood my eyes.
“What’s wrong, Charlie baby?”
My mouth starts to water as bile rises in my throat. I swallow thickly. “Please stop, Matt,” I say, but I know he won’t. His pupils are blown into huge black holes, and the look behind his eyes is all unhinged lust. Something is moving against my bare stomach, and I look down, my neck stiff and achy. Matt is completely naked, his hand pulling on his bare cock furiously. Another tear slides down my cheek. I hate that I’m crying in front of him, but I’m so fucking scared.
He lets go of his dick, and his fingers hook the edge of my panties, ripping them away. I wince as the fabric goes taut against the skin of my hip before it tears at the seam, leaving me completely naked. My heart feels like it might burst, it's beating so hard, and the edges of my vision darken.
Terror washes through my veins like ice water as Matt’s finger teases my pussy entrance, and my body finally starts to fight back as adrenaline takes over. My legs are locked tightly in place by his bare thighs, but I raise my fists, pummeling his chest.
“You drugged me, you asshole,” I sob, using all my strength to hit him.
He bares his teeth at me as he’s forced to bring up his arms to protect his face. One of his hands catches my wrist, pinning my arm above my head. The position overextends it painfully, and my strength starts to wane. His other hand shoots out, his open palm connecting with my lip, and pain explodes across my face, the metallic tang of blood hitting my tongue.
Futile rage vibrates through my body. “I guess the rumors were true; you are a rapist,” I sneer before spitting blood and saliva into his face.
His eyes blaze with anger, and as I stare back at him defiantly, I have the fleeting thought that he might actually kill me.
“You little bitch,” he growls, his warm breath huffing in my face. “This pussy was supposed to be mine.” He pushes his hard length forcefully against my belly, sticky precum warm against my chilled skin. Bile starts crawling up my throat again. “You ruin everything, just like your stepfather and your whore mother.”
My brow furrows in confusion, and he smiles at my reaction.
Then, before I can process what he’s telling me, his fingers enter me with a rough stabbing motion. The intrusion burns, and I gasp, my eyes wet with tears. I squeeze my eyelids shut, not wanting him to get off on my pain.
“Oh, you didn’t know that your mother was a slut? Why don’t you ask Seb about it? He saw what happened that night,” he says as he twists his fingers inside me. “It’s shocking that he didn’t tell you, considering how disgustingly close you two are. Or maybe he’s the one who took your virginity. Is incest one of your kinks?”
My eyes open in anger, and my muscles tense as I try to push him away. “You’re sick,” I say, forcing my voice to sound strong and steady.
He laughs, the sound grating on my already frayed nerves like nails on a chalkboard. “You have no idea,” he says.
Matt’s gaze is so empty, so devoid of emotion, and it’s the first time I realize that he’s a complete sociopath. Then he removes his fingers and aligns his bare cock with my entrance.
I tense, bracing for what’s about to come.
Fear, anger, and the bitter taste of shame overwhelm me. My skin feels too tight, and my mouth floods with saliva again. This time, I can’t stop the wave of nausea rolling through my stomach, and I turn my head and vomit violently onto Matt’s arm and bed, choking and sputtering because of the awkward angle.
He jumps away from me, his face crumpling in outrage and disgust, and I instinctively curl in on myself, squeezing my eyes shut and stifling a sob. I feel the mattress dip as he stands, and he’s yelling something, his voice harsh and angry, but I can’t hear him anymore. My ears are buzzing, and I’m shaking so hard that my teeth are chattering.
A door slams, but it sounds far away. Everything seems far away, and I drift into darkness again.
The cold iswhat wakes me. It feels like death seeping into my bones.
