Ignore the title. This story isnt supposed to be funny. It's about something horrible. I might continue it, if I feel like it.. rated 13+ for abuse and rape
Might not continue this, not sure yet.
I was laying in my bed staring at the cieling, I was so mad at Lock that it was ridiculous. I wanted to kill him for what he said. He opened the door that connected our rooms.
"Hi Nessie." he said quietly.
"What do you want?" I scowled, turning on my sde to face him. He sat down enxt to me on my bed and put his hand on my shoulder, "I'm sorry for what I said."
I could tell he was sorry, But I wasnt ready to forgive him, so I turned to face the wall.
"I dont believe you." I growled.
I felt him get up, and I heard clicking, he was locking the doors. My heart jumped and it beat loudly. "Why dont you forgive me?!"
I looked at him over my shoulder.
"Because I don't!" His eyes narrowed, and he looked angry.
"Why are you so nervous?" he asked.
"I'm not..." I lied, moving away from him, He turned me over to face him, my face was red.
"Why cant you forgive me, Nessie?!" he snapped.
I pushed him away, "Because you're an asshole!"
Not even a second after I had said that, my face stung, he had slapped me, hard.I turned away and cried a little.
"Go away!" I shouted at him, pushing him again. He grabbed my hands and shook me.
"WHY THE HELL CANT YOU FORGIVE ME!?" he screamed, I felt something snake through my belt loops, it was his tail, I twisted and kicked to get away, his grip tightened.
"Leave me alone!" I sobbed, but his eyes were locked on me.
"I'm not leaving until you talk!" I let out a loud cry as he slapped me again, my heart beat fastened and was loud in my ears.
No one was inside the treehouse to help, I was trapped. He had me in a good grip, and he wasnt ready to let go. I screamed loudly, hoping anyone could hear me. He covered my mouth and slapped me again, telling me to shut up. My eyes were wide with fear, I felt as if he was going to choke me. He tore my scarf from my neck and tied my hands together. I'm done for.
"Lock please dont!!!!! Please!" I begged, sobbing.
"You had your fucking chance, now shut up!" he snapped again, he pulled his hand back.
"Are you goign to forgive me?" he yelled.
I turned my head away, crying and screaming, I kicked at him, "No!"
"You bitch!" He yelled, and slapped me again, harder than he did before, leaving a mark. I kicked him away again, I couldnt move my hands at all, because they were tied together.
His eyes were dark now, he went for my shirt, I screamed again, and twisted around to get out of the way. He pulled my hair and told me to stop it. I blubbered, trtying to tell him something, but no words came out, just... nothing.... The words mixed tghemselves together.
My clothes were torn from me, and he went onto his own. He raped me, I had kicked him away occasionally, but he would just slap me across the face and keep raping me, he scratched me, makig me bleed I cried and cried, begging him to stop, to just leave me alone, but he wouldnt listen. After an hour, he got up and got dressed.
"You should've forgiven me, this wouldn't have happened if you did." with that, he left me there, slamming the door shut that connected our rooms. I quickly got myself dressed and layed back down in my bed, sobbing loudly. I couldnt really move, so getting dressed was hard for me to do.
Outside the dor, everyone was laughing and enjoying themselves, I felt awful. I heard talking outside the door, and then someone knocked.
"Nessie? You ok in there?" Chemical asked.
"J-Just leave me alone!" I sobbed.
She opened the door, amber following behind her.
"What happened to you?!" they both asked, horrified.
I didnt answer.... I couldn't... it hurt too much now. Chemical ran over and hugged me gently, while amber went to get a first aid kit. I sobbed into Chemical's shoulder.
"Shhh, its ok. We're here. Shhh." she whisered in a calming voice.
Amber came back with the kit, and began to clean out my scatches. I winced everytime i was tocuhed.
"Wait! We should take her downstairs." Chemical said.
"Good idea" Amber said.
Chemical picked me up and carried me downstairs to my father.
"Dad? You here?" she called.
"Yes Chemi- What happened to her?" he asked, pointing to me.
"We...we dont know.." her voice trembled.
"Put her on the roulette table, we'll drive her to the hospital." he said.
Chemical looked at me, her green eyes sympathetic, and full of anger, she wanted to kill whoever did this. I just didnt want her to find out who had done it. She placed me on the roulette table, my father hugged me gently and spoke quietly.
"Who did this to you?"
While finishing writing, I decide I'll continue it. :3