Nightmares

It starts, and i'm trapped within my school, alone, in the dark. Why isn't anyone here? where have they gone i wonder? All i can think about is the guy that hurt me..

I hear heavy breathing behind me, i turn... I scream...

There he is, my worst nightmare, standing taller than humanly possible, and i know he wants to hurt me.

He grabs me by my hair, and i cry, traumatized and too scared to react, as he drags me to the teachers lounge and throws me to the table. I am crying, so hard, oh so hard, the tears blur my vision.

He viciously rips away my clothes, then pulls out a switchblade and cuts off my thong. I kick him off of me and roll of the table to the floor in an attempt to crawl away. But as i crawl he grabs me by my leg and pulls me back to him. I kick out again, hitting him, unsure of where. He pulls me back to him and he cuts me on my leg and it bleeds so bad. I start to cry as he kisses me, everywhere, my legs, my neck, my chest, my lips... everywhere... He starts to finger me, and i struggle and he shoves his whole hand up me and i scream, and he laughs and pulls his hand out, and it's covered in blood, he licks it off, taunting me, and then eats me out. It hurts because he does it too hard, biteing with no care of how it feels to me and i scream again, he shoves his dick down my throat, and forces my head back and forth on it, while he's eating me out, a forced 69... He's on top of me... I can't breath between his weight on my chest and his dick down my throat... he turns me on my back and shoves his dick up me, doggy style.... And it hurts so bad, he penetrated me so hard....and stays there on top of me when he's through for what seems like hours, then gets up, shoves his dick down my throat, orgasms, and leaves, laughing at me..

and then my boyfriend calls.....

"Hey, why are you crying, are you okay?"

"I'm fine", I lie to him, fearing what he'd say.

"Oh, Oka-"

The phone cuts out and i lay there and cry... why is it everyone hurts me? Why must i live with this?

Then a couple of days later i am with my boyfriend..

"Why didn't you tell me?" he yells at me,"WHY? Why didn't you fucking tell me Chelsea?!!"

"I-I-I....", i stutter as i start to cry.

"If you'll let that fucker touch you, let me", his eyes flash with lust, and with anger.

I nod, what else am i supposed to do?

He bites my neck, too hard it seems, because i start to bleed, I think he hit an vein, because it bleeds so bad. I start to sob again, why? Why this pain? Why this anger?

I feel so helpless, so alone... i think he hates me now... i know he hates me...

Then he bites my nipples, again way too hard, and i scream...And he hits me in the face. He leaves a briuse, and starts to yell about me trying to ruin the mood, saying i was doing it on purpose, that it didn't hurt... He starts to eat me out, and i sobb, i tell him to please hurry, it hurts so much...

"Please hurry, please it hurts so bad... Please stop..."

He gives me a look that tells me to shut up and smirks. He picks me up off of the bed and put's my back to the wall.

"Wrap your arms and legs around me or you'll fall"

And i obey, quickly wraping myself around him. He penetrates me deeply, and i cry on his shoulder as he rips me to peices.

He lasts forever, keeping on until he orgasms three or four times, laughing at me when i would whimper or hold back a scream of pain.

And then he lays me on his bed and leave me there, bleeding and broken...

Six months later, i'm with him again, i'm pregnat and just found out the baby was the guy's that raped me in the teachers lounge.

My boyfriend explodes, he hits me in the stomach, causeing me to lose the baby, right there in his room.

"Oh my god...", I sobb as i pick the little thing off of the floor,"Oh no..Not my baby, please not my baby..."

I stroke the dead child's face, still warm, still almost alive... and then i hold it to me, crying "not my baby... anything but me little girl...."

But it was too late, she was dead...