Lex(107)
Riding home in the truck, I say nothing. Roni walks me into the house and tries to talk to me. It does no good. I’m done with this all. I’m done with this world. Schlubbing it up the stairs, I go into my room, strip naked, and fall into bed.
Fuck you cruel world. And most of all, fuck you Gage.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Sunday
Lex
His hand reaches around to the front of me, capturing my nipple harshly between his course fingers. ‘Well-well the bitch is turned on. Does my bitch want me to fuck her hard or soft today?’ His beer soaked breath stinks up the barn as he whips out his hard dick. Rubbing it along my leg, up around my butt and painfully spreads my ass cheeks with his hands. ‘Awe, look at that pretty pucker, does it want my cock in it today?’
I don’t move; I don’t speak. I remain still and close my eyes. Praying he will stop, that he won’t make me bleed today. Three days ago, he stitched my breast, because he cut too deep. I don’t think I can survive this much longer. My ass is sore. He’s never gentle. He makes it bleed and I try not to cry out. My lips are bruised and sore from biting them. Why can’t God just let me die? Let Brian stab me hard enough today, so I don’t have to live another moment of this pain. Of this filth and degradation, I can’t take this punishment any longer. I’m sorry father for not being the son you wanted. I’m sorry mother for letting you hurt. I’m sorry for being what I am. Who I am.
Hacking on my pucker, he rams a finger inside and I curl my stomach forward in wretched agony, hanging from the barn rafters with rope, grating into my wrists. Tightening my stomach, I try not to vomit. Swallowing back the rising bile, it sears my throat. I haven’t eaten anything in two days. He keeps me weak so I pass out easier, so I’m looser and tenderer for him to fuck and have his way with. His rough hand pinches what little skin I have on my side and holds me in place. The thick head of his cock rubs my asshole and he groans as it circles its destination.
Suddenly with a triumphant yell, he rams into me to the hilt, ripping me apart, tears sting my eyes and I bite my cheek to keep from screaming. I can feel my warm blood start to trickle out of ass, bouncing little drips of redness onto the broken concrete floor.
‘That’s right baby let that blood lube us. It’s the best.’ He hisses, and laps my neck with his drunken, rank breath.
Buzz, Buzz, Buzz, Buzz.
Pulling out slightly he pounds into me again, digging his dirty nails into my pale colorless flesh, bruising me.
Buzz, Buzz, Buzz.
Teeth sink into my flesh as he begins to pound into me, spiking excruciating pain to rack my body like I’ve never felt before. I just want to die!
Sawing his teeth into my neck, blood sprouts from my skin.
“Ahhhh!!!!” I scream and fly up in bed. My eyes widen as I frantically search around the room. It was a dream; it was just a dream! I’m safe. I’m not with Brian. It’s over. Brian is in prison, I’m not being raped.
Taking in a deep breath, I lie back down to regain my composure.
Buzz, Buzz, Buzz, my cell phone goes off on my nightstand and I roll over and grab it before it falls on the floor.
It’s one in the afternoon already! Oh my god, I’ve never slept that late in my entire life. Maybe it’s because I cried for three hours last night and the long week of work I’ve had. That would make sense.
Clicking my phone, I see I have eight missed calls. All of them are from Gage and ten texts.
Not wanting to speak to Gage first, I check my other texts.
Roni: Gage has texted me all morning asking why you won’t return his texts. I haven’t told him a thing. If you want me to tell him to fuck off for you, I will. But I learned my lesson about butting into your life. I’ll only do it if you ask. Remember I’m here to talk if you want.
Mom: Gage was here asking about you. Are you okay?
Me to Mom: I’m fine. See you sometime this week.
I don’t text Roni back because I’ll just go see her in a bit. I’m very excited about her being pregnant. I’m a little jealous, but more excited than anything else. I get to be an aunt and that’s the best thing in the world!
Gage- 9:14 a.m. - Good morning sunshine.
Gage- 10:02 a.m. - You up yet gorgeous?
Gage- 10:24 a.m. - I was hoping we could do dinner tonight around seven. Is that alright?
Gage- 10:49 a.m. - Angel why aren’t you texting back? Are you busy working today? Just let me know about tonight.
Gage- 11:02 a.m. - Are you okay? This isn’t like you to not text back. I miss you. Love you.
Gage- 11:50 a.m. - Something is up. What happened? I called, you didn’t answer. Texted Roni and no answer. What’s going on? What happened, Lex? I’m worried. Are you alright?