**Present**

My ragged breaths could be heard throughout the room.
I only hear mine this time.

Just waking up this time was hard.
My eyes are crusty from dried tears.
Sometimes I don't bother opening them because I'll know what I'll see.
And what I won't.

I'm slumped forward.
I became weak a long time ago, barely able to lift my head anymore.
Just another ache in my neck from lack of movement.
Because I'm so stiff.

What felt like hours passed when I felt him there with me.
My whole body locks up.

"How's my pet doing?"
I don't lift my head to answer him.
I never answer him.
I don't talk anymore.

"Still I get silence."
Duh.

I feel him get closer.
His fingertips gently brush my head.
I always wonder how he knows where I am. Because I literally can't see anything. So how does he know where to put his hand? Its not as if  he's feeling around for a certain place. He just knows.

And I hate that he knows. I hate him.
I don't want him touching me.
I don't him near.
I want to rip him apart.
And throw his bloody pieces in the ocean and let the sharks ravish him.
I want to torture him.
I want him to feel pain.

"I wonder why such an ugly being would be so important. I don't believe your worth five hundred thousand. Your worth nothing." I feel his grip become harder holding my head down farther.

'Your worth five hundred thousand.'
The words ring through my head.
I would question him but I don't have a voice anymore.
I lost my voice years ago.
My throat became raw from screaming so much.
There was a time when all I did was scream, barley getting air.
It was torturous.
But was he really talking about me?

Of course he is.

He's right about one thing though.
I'm worth nothing.
Because I am nothing.

"Those wolves will never find you. You belong to me."
He bark out an evil laugh.
I feel him untie me below.
Tears start pooling in my eyes at what's to come.
I wish this wouldn't happen to me.
I wish he wouldn't do this.
I don't deserve this.
To be raped.
I don't ever want to be touched by anyone ever.
But I cant defend myself.

He yanks my bottom half forward and I let out a breathless screech.
The pain is unbearable.
The agony.
I wish I wouldn't feel this.
Out of everything I wish I wouldn't feel him inside me.

My back hits the chair as he starts pushing himself in and out.
The chair creaks under the weight.
I try shutting it out.
His pleasure, his satisfaction.
But I can't.
It consumes me.
Burning inside me.
Corrupting me.

And I'm helpless.

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Chapter five... He is gruesome.
He's a monster. Can you guys agree? What'd you think of this?
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