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It was Tom, groaning in a familiar way. I knew that tone of his and all I could think of was to turn back and run back upstairs.

but my body did the opposite and instead it started taking slow steps forward, following the odd sounds.

as I stepped into the room, I paused for a moment, spotting his figure under the dim light. Not seeing much from afar, I moved a bit closer, my heart pounding with each step as if I was in a horror movie, getting closer and closer to the monster in the basement.

His figure moved a bit as he mumbled something and I quickly pulled myself behind a shelf full of bottles of alcohols, hoping that he didn't notice me.

Then I moved closer, still behind the shelf. I looked through the bottles and that's when everything was clear and visible, and at that moment I only wished it wasn't.

I gasped, covering my mouth with my hands, as my heart seemed to stop beating. I stood frozen, unable to blink, completely shocked by what I saw before me.

There I spotted a naked girl laying on a table next to Tom, where her wrists and ankles were tied up to the table and her mouth was covered by a thick cloth.

Tom was holding a little knife against her skin and that's when I saw the wounds and bruises on her little swollen body.

I let out a chocked gasp as my hands instantly covered my mouth. was I dreaming?! I so asked myself in disbelief, but the scene playing out in front of me felt all too real to be imagined.

Tom put on a evil smirk before he began to plug the knife into the skin of her stomach more and more while her face was covered in tears, trying to scream but the cloth was too thick to let her voice come out.

"Uh, chill little dog, it's not even that bad yet," He whispered, his voice darker then usual and I felt his words echoed in my ears, sending a shiver down my spine.

The knife was leaving a cut on her skin and with each move, blood was flowing down on her body.

He then put the knife down before he thrusted himself into her, trying to get the pleasure out of her weak body.

I was too stunned to move a sell, my eyes were locked on his movements and I couldn't help but to remember the pain he caused me, and now he was doing it again, on another girl while her body was being cut and abused.

No sounds were coming out of his mouth, he was going fast, hard, but no emotion, no pleasure to be displayed.

He grabbed her long blonde hair with the other hand and pulled it back against the table. He then fastened his moves in a manner of demanding more, as if he was trying to get something more out of the girl's immobile body.

"Damn it...you feel disgusting!" He yelled to her face before he pulled his cock out of her and suddenly I snapped back to reality, finding myself in a big danger. I started taking slow and quiet steps to back where I came from without taking my eyes off of them. At that moment all I wanted was to not exist, to just disappear and be as far as I possibly could from him.

He suddenly pulled away from her and kicked the table aggressively, the sound echoed through the basement and I froze for a moment. He then pulled his pants up and took a step closer to her.

"You're no fun." He grinned before he grabbed the knife into his hand again, and began to plunge the knife into her more. I felt my eyes burned by the tears I was holding back.

I could see parts of her organs popping out through the cuts and I thought I was going to pass out at that sight.

He then suddenly pointed the knife against her chest, where her heart was beating. She was struggling to untie herself but the cuffs on her ankles and wrists stopped her from achieving much. Faint screams is all she could do in protest.

"NO!" I blurted out, my hand flying to my mouth as I realized how loud I was. Tom's head turned to me and started directly into my eyes and I felt my whole body shaking by his gaze.

Panicked, I turned and ran as fast as I could, my heart pounding. I reached the stairs and raced up, skipping steps in my haste. I focused on one thing: the door, my only way out, and I kept running towards it.

Just as I was about to reach for the door handle, a jolt of terror shot through me. Two hands snatched my ankle and forcefully yanked me back, sending me crashing onto the stairs.

A sight escaped my lips as my head hit the stairs before my body crashed onto the floor. The world was spinning around, leaving me gasping for breath from the impact. I was struggling to move, to regain my strength but suddenly I felt him reaching towards me, yanking me up onto my knees before he pressed me hard against the wall. I could now see his face, close enough to smell the bitter scent of alcohol on his breath.

"Uh, look who's here!" He grinned and I gathered all the strength I had to push him back. "Go fuck yourself!" I yelled and he pressed himself more into my chest.

"Huh Now you're fighting back?" He yelled back and I just started at him, speechless, noticing how crazy and sick he looked.

"Now it doesn't matter, I don't care if you fight or not..." In an instant, he said while tearing my T-shirt apart.

"Help! Someone help!" I screamed out loud, but before I could let out another word, he slammed my head hard onto the wall and I felt the dizziness spread over my body and after, all I could see was darkness.

•••

My eyes slowly opened and for a moment. I had to question myself, who am I? Where am I?

I slowly gazed around with heavy breaths, only to spot my wrists tightened up on a table. My heart raced as I attempted to move but only to find my ankles held in place as well. Panic surged within me, and I screamed, but the realization hit of a cloth muffled in my mouth brought me to despair.

I looked around anxiously only to spot the same girl I saw with Tom on the floor. My breath got held in my chest as I saw her dead body that was full of cuts and a knife was stabbed right in her heart. Her open eyes were locked on the ceiling and her chest showed no signs of breathing.

my tears welled up and streamed down my face as I shifted my gaze away once I was overcame with nausea. I couldn't bear to look at her any longer, needing a moment to process the scenes I had witnessed.

"Thought it'll take you longer to wake up." Tom's voice echoed through the room as well as his heavy steps that was growing closer and closer.

He suddenly reached and grabbed my face before I could react, "mhm missed me huh?" He said with a smirk.

I slightly shook my head beneath his hand, my tears still rolling down my face.

"I hate you lisa! I fucking do but why do I keep saving you from death? the death that you deserve." He groaned as his hand slowly made its way down to my body, and that's when I realized that I had no clothes on, he had ripped all of them out.

I started pleading, trying to say things under the thick cloth. "What was that?" He asked before he let out an evil laugh. "Oh right, you can't talk. That's a shame; really!"

I continued pleading before he untied the cloth over my mouth, I took a deep breath before calling out his name, "Tom! please!" I cried but he put his finger against my lips."It'll be done very soon." he hushed before he roughly pressed his lips against mine.

I bit his lower lip hard in an attempt to get him to retreat. He sighed as he pulled away. "Now you're being an actual dog." He said, grabbing his gun out of his pocket, aiming it directly toward my head.

"Please don't Tom, please." I begged, staring into his eyes.

He swallowed, not taking his eyes off of mine. I could see a war in his eyes, the same thing I saw before he cut my wrist, before he raped me in his car. It was that odd expression again but It was more clear in his dark eyes.

He was ready to pull the trigger, to get rid of me forever and part of me was happy knowing that I'll be free from this nightmare but a part of me still wanted to live, to stay alive and fight even though I knew there would be no chance.

I glanced at him for the last time before I closed my eyes, waiting for him to end it, "Pull it!" I whispered.

"PULL IT!" I shouted after a few moments of waiting.

I opened my eyes and stared into his dark eyes. "I said pull it! why don't you do it already?!" I blew my words into his face, he was just staring. It seemed as if he was still in his battle, fighting himself.

but just as he was about to pull his hand away, I saw two hands grab Tom's head and knock him down. He instantly went unconscious and fell backwards into those arms.

It was Bill who was now holding Tom and gazing at us with concern, "Lisa! are you.." He said but his words were cut short after seeing that girl's body on the floor.

"No, No , No!" He shouted before he gently put Tom's unconscious body onto the floor.

He then quickly reached for the girl and pulled out the knife out of her chest, "She's gone." I whispered as a warm tear came down from my eye.

His fingers gently brushed against her deep cuts and stared at her in disbelief. "These cuts..uh..no, this can't be.." He whispered, not wanting to believe what he was seeing.

He then got up and made his way back to me before he started opening the grips on my wrists and ankles, and I just stared at him, not knowing what to say, how to react.

"He's not himself...I..I knew this would happen soon." He said as he opened the last grip on my wrist.

Without a word I got up and covered my naked body with my hands, taking steps towards the stairs with shaking legs. Once I reached the kitchen, I let out a sigh I was holding in. I quickly went up to the room I was once in and locked it right after stepping in. The moment I slid down the door I was overcome with all the stuff I saw that night. My thoughts became overwhelming and I burst into a loud cry.

I was sobbing for a few hours before I ran out of tears and thoughts started clouding my head again, so many questions and wonders were rushing into my mind.

~There's something about Tom that I think you might need to know... something that you should never tell a soul. You just have to answer one thing, are you ready to know?"

Bill's words repeated in my mind, and I found myself wanting to know the dark secret he was holding about Tom, might this secret be the reason behind his actions?

I got up without a second thought, wrapped myself around a blanket before I unlocked the door, quietly making my way towards Bill's room at the end of the hallway.

I knocked a few times before the door cracked open and Bill's figure filled the door frame.

"I'm ready."

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