My trembling screams fade as I drop to the ground, He covers my mouth. He mutters in my ear "Keep this among you and me. Only." He grasps both of my arms tightly and uses a rope to tie me up. Next, he proceeds to put a sock in my mouth and tapes my mouth shut with ducktape. 

He pulls out his switchblade. He decides to start fucking messing with me. He pulls my shirt up and puts the blade on my skin. He doesn't pierce my skin but he starts to make slow motions on my body. He does it to scare me more. It's working...

But he goes lower and lower. He using the blade to cut open my jeans. 

I should have listened to my mum...but I didn't.

He rips off my panties. I start to have a panic attack. My hearts starts pounding and I can't take it. He notices. He stops for a moment. Tears come rushing for my eyes. He stares at me silently. He takes the tape off my mouth and the sock too.

He begins to speak in a "comforting" tone. He's trying to manipulate me, it's not working. "It's okay. You'll be okay. I stopped. This is gods will."

"No. This is not his will. He never let anyone do this. He's a good man, you're not even one." I angerly say then I spit in his face. My face getting red with a rush. My irritation getting worse but he just relaxing there doing nothing.

I start to get dizzy and everything starts to disappear and I get dragged into a dark abyss of torment and sorrow. 

***TIME SKIP***

As I begin to wake up from my nightmare of a slumber my cervix throbbings in pain. (Sorry for wording choice.)

I find myself in a bed. "My bed?" I instantly jump out of bed and run into the living room. "Mum?!" I yell scared for her. Praying that he didn't hurt her too.  "MUM!? JESSY!" 

I looked all around my house unable to find either of them. I went outside. I went from door to door but NO ONE was home! "What the hell is going on?"

"Where is everyone? How'd he do this?" I asked myself. "Is this a dream? Not reality? Shit. That makes more sense." 

Everything feels too real.

I pinch myself. I was right it being a nightmare. I was in a basement, not my room.  I was chained up. Unable to move still in agony. 

I just want my mum. And my little sister.