tu ne me quitteras jamais

I tried to open my eyes for the third time and they finally opened but I wish that I never woke up, gosh I was in so much pain. My face hurts, my stomach hurts... everything hurts. I tried to open my eyes and only one of them could've opened fully, the other one felt swollen. I looked around to see that I was in some weird room. The walls were painted blue with paintings that depicted... torture or sad themes? I turn my head to the side to see a wall with numerous of weapons hanging on it and I began to panic, trying to get up but I just realized that my wrists were strapped down in a chair. I then began to cry but that only made my head hurt, suddenly I began to remember what happened before I was knocked out.

4 hours earlier

I was running with all my might with the little hope of me being able to escape him, suddenly I felt him grabbed my hair again and yank me backwards on the floor. I groan in pain since my back hit the floor harshly. I looked up at him and watch as his dark blue eyes got even more darker as he watch me.

" Chase I-" before I could finish I received a hard kick in my stomach. I hold my stomach crying out in pain. He then got on top of me and brought my face to face his furious, beyond anger one.

"pourquoi as-tu essayé !" He shouted in my face. ( why did you try!) He then pressed his lips on mines and I knew better than to refuse him. He then removed his lips from mines and before I could blink I received an hard blow to the face.

"ne t'ai-je pas dit de ne pas essayer de courir?! " He shouted before he punch me again I tried to cover my face but all he did was push my hands away? ( didn't i tell you not to try and run?!)

It felt like my nose broke, god this hurts.

" Zuri...Zuri baby, I - I don't want to kill you!" He then punched me 4 times in a row and now I was getting dizzy. I couldn't even try to fight him off anymore, it felt like my head was spinning.

" Usually I wouldn't hesitate to kill people but I guess... I actually want you to be alive. I mean it would be stupid for me to dispose of something I want right?." He then grabbed my hair and lift my head before slamming it on the ground. " Right!?"

" I want to be with you Zuri...I need you, I need you so much..... Is that what you want to hear? You want me to plead and beg you to stay huh!" Another punch. " You want me to be pathetic and beg for you not to leave me? You think that would happen? No it would not, I don't beg for fucking things, I take them.You think you can just get up and leave me!"He then stand up and began to kick me in my stomach and then I felt a hard blow in my face and finally I became unconscious.

Now.

He nearly beaten me to death. He beaten me as if I were a man, he beaten me with so much anger and hatred. I don't understand why, why me ? Why did he have to like me? Why did I have to went outside the club that day.

" My father used to bring me into this room.... whenever I gave 'trouble'. We used to call it the gloom room." I heard him said. He then placed a chair Infront of me and sat in it with a cigarette in his hand. " If he were to call you in this room just know you would come out with cuts, bruises and even a broken limb." He then lit his cigarette while I just sat there, staring at him.

He then looked at me as he blew the smoke out of his mouth. " Your still beautiful..even though your face is a bit....messed up. I told you not to run away Zuri, but you did. The first try you get, you ran so I assume you don't take me serious?"

" I- I had to try." I confessed.

" You did but look at what happened. You cost the life of a man and you've caused me to hit you. You think I like hitting women?"

"Why me?" I asked. I wanted to cry but if I did I felt like my head would explode.

" Love at first sight. " He chuckled. I felt a chill run up my spine when he said love, hopefully he's just fucking around. " I have to punish you Zuri, I don't want you to keep on disobey me."

" But you have hurt me so much already..." I argued.

" You called that hurt. You don't know what hurt is you sheltered fool. You don't know what pain is, even if I were to fuck you with a bat fill with nails...you still wouldn't know what pain is!" I then looked at him shocked. This man obviously don't know shit about me. " You think just cause daddy leave you, you think that's pain or your boyfriend cheating on you is?" He then place the lit cigarette on my knee, I then cried out in pain.

" You don't know pain Zuri but don't worry, I will show you today." He then got up and took a knife and pliers off the walls and I began to beg.

" I- know pain....please dont do- " he then took a piece of cloth and shove it in my mouth.

" I don't want you to talk Zuri. Just shut up for once!" He then sit back in seat and took one of my feet in his lap. I then tried to kick him but he grip me and place the knife at my neck. " Don't fight this Zuri! I will kill you!" He then looked back on my foot. " You have such nice feet, their so pretty." He then use the knife and place it under my big toe's nail and began to lift it up. I cried but all came out was muffled noises. When my toe nail was lifted from the sides he then used the pliers to rip it out.

" Don't worry it will grow back... hopefully." He chuckled. He then did the same to my second toe and it was equally painfully. I watch as the blood drip from my toe into his lap and I watch the sadistic glint in his eyes as he rip each nail from the stem. I was in so much pain, fuck it hurt. Each time I tried to scream the cloth would go back to my throat causing me to gag and eventually I vomited but because of the cloth I had to swallow some.

.......

After he had finished one foot he finally took the cloth out of my mouth and I immediately vomited all over myself. He didn't even looked faze. He then picked up my other foot, I don't think I can go through that again.

" No! Please, if you want me why are you hurting me?" I asked.

" Because it will make you learn. When I was a kid my father used to tell me to stop wondering off in the woods or else something bad will happen. I decided to not listen to him and did exactly what he told me not to do. While I was playing in the woods...I accidentally stepped on a bear trap. I screamed for help but no one came until the next day, my father had found me. He took the bear trap off and brought me inside and gave me a cookie, I thought it was over but he then tied me against the wall and gave me 100 lashes and also he put salt on my wounded leg before he close it up by burning me with a extremely hot iron." He then took back his cigarette from behind his ears and lit it back. I could tell he was getting angry by reminiscing. " I had to went to the hospital after but after I got healed and got released my father had gave me 50 more lashes because he had to pay of the hospital to keep their mouth shut- I mean a 12 year old boy with 100 lashes was admitted to their hospital so of course they would be concerned. Anyways I got the lashes and my mom had to heal me this time.It was so funny to me because after that my father expected me to act normal with him as if he didn't just whipped me nearly to death, and if I were to question his acting or show resentment after he would tell me that he whipped me because he loves me and that I should be grateful for it. You know I hated my father after that- well I actually hated him ever since I knew myself...I don't have a good memory of that man." He chuckled at his last remarks.



" B-but Chase.. that's just abuse. I mean...all that abuse explains why your so fucked up." I said.

" Your right, it was abuse, but hey, I never went in the woods again." He then picked up the knife ready to rip my nails out.

" Please Chase..please Chase...pl- heasee. " I began to cry so hard I could barely speak. " I- pra- promise...I won't...Chase...please don't..." I then got an idea, sure it would cause my dignity but if it would get it him to stop then it would be worth it. I stopped crying and try to smile under my snot and tears. I then began to rub my foot on his crotch in a seductive manner. " I- I'll do anything.."

He then raised his head and looked at me with his eyebrow raised. I continued to do what I was doing I couldn't look at my foot and where it was and I barely could remain eye contact with him. He just sat there watching me as I embarrassed myself.

"What are you doing Zuri?" He asked and it seems like his usually deep voice got deeper. You..like it?, I ca- I can do more..if you stop hurting me...Chase." I offered. But honestly I don't think I will be able to do anything, or even know what to do.

" Really now?" He questioned. He then leaned his head to the side as if he is thinking." Mmm okay." He then removed my foot and got up. He then began to release my wrists. I then tried to stand but felt a pain on the side of my stomach. I held my side and groan in pain, I had to sit down back. " Dang did I beat you that bad." He then lifted me up bridal side and brought me out of the room. Outside of the room was dark and had a long passage way that lead to a different door after you opened that door it also had a long passage way and it just gives off a scary vibes and also medieval dungeon vibes. After this passage way was a staircase that seems to go on forever, I was going to sleep because of how long it took for us to reach the end. I looked up at chase he wasn't looking at me but he didn't looked tired or anything.

.......

He brought me to the bathroom and place me on the chair. He then help me remove my dress but not my other garments. After that he picked me up and place me in the empty tub. Chase left and came back with a medical kit.

...........

I sat in the tub and allow him to dress my wounds, he also stitch my open wounds and then bandaged them up. He was silent the whole time and so was I, I was too busy thinking of ways I could avoid giving him something. After a hour or two he had finally finished, he then stand up and picked up my dress and the medical kit but before he left he said something to me. " Zuri, when you're finished with cleaning up, remember you had offer me something. I will be in my room waiting, you can just come and open the door when you're ready." With that he left.

" Fuck you..fucking asshole." I whispered shouted, making sure he couldn't hear. I then turn on the water but not full the bath since I didn't wanted to ruined my bandages. It would've been easier if the dumb fuck just let me bathe before he decided to play fucking doctor.

After I was finished bathing, I took my time to get out of the tub trying my best not to brush my wounds? I walked over to the mirror and I was mortified by my face. My left eye was swollen shut, my left check was swollen, my bottom lip was busted and my nose hurt a bit. I thought my nose wouldve been broken but guess the blow to it wasn't that hard. I look at my side to see that it was also bruised up and also my stomach. I sighed and cover myself in the towel and walked to my room. A white t shirt, white underwear and grey sweatpants was on it. I put them on carefully, making sure not to put the sweatpants around my waist but at my hips. I then use the comb and comb through my hair, I braided it in two, side parted. Mind you I took my time doing this, I'm definitely not hurrying up to go to his room.

After I was finished with what I was doing, I knew it was time to go to his room. I did a quick prayer before I opened the door and walked slowly to his. Each step I took I got more nervous and I was taking small steps at that. I had no clue what I was about to do.

.........

I was going to knock on his door but it was opened so I walked in slowly. The lights were on and before I could look anywhere else my eyes stuck at him. He was laying on his bed in only a black shorts, his skin had scars on it but one scar that really grab my attention was the straight line ran straight across on his lower stomach... I wonder how he got that, it looked like it was painful, I actually hope it fucking was. Other than the scars he got a good body, it wasn't super muscular , he had more of a lean body...not that I was checking him out just observing. I looked up on his face and he was as usual staring at me, he had a small smirk on his face. I then walked over to the side of his bed slowly.

" So.....what do you want me to do?" I asked. He just raised an brow at me.

" You said you could do more, so do more." He said.

" I- I don't know what will suit you..I don't -"

" Anything will." He interrupted. " Come on, what do you do that makes the boys go mad. I'm sure a girl like can think of many ways to please a man." Maybe I should tell this fool that I'm a fucking inexperienced virgin.

" Uh...a massage?" I offered nervously.

" Are you going to massage my di-"

" No!..your back...I'm good at massaging." I said. I knew what he was going to say. He then raised his eyebrow at me and his smirk was gone. " Okay.. I- I will massage that...um yeah..."

" Okay, I'm all yours." He said. He then place his hands behind his head and closed his eyes. He was teasing me. I sat on the bed nervously. I slowly put my hand under his shorts but when I felt hair, I immediately pull my hands out. Okay Zuri you need to do this, you need strength. I didn't bother to put my hand in his short this time but rather on his shorts. I push my hand lower until I felt his thing, I began to rub it.

" Ugh" he then grab my hand and put it under his shorts on his thing. " See, it won't bite...stop acting like it will." He then used his hand which was on my hand to move my hand up and down on his ..you know what. " Yeah...I'm pretty sure you have given hand jobs before."

" Actually I haven't! " I said while cringing. " I actually haven't done anything like this before!" I then pull my hands out and stand.

" What? Well how about a blow job. I pretty sure you do-"

" Shut up! Stop acting like you know shit about me! I've never been with a man to even give them a blow job or a fucking hand job okay stop assuming shit!" My anger finally got the best of me. A awkward silence followed behind my outburst, he was just staring at me with no emotions display on his stupid face.

" How comes?" He asked. How comes? " Your not a virgin...are you?" I wasn't sure if I should just admit the truth or deny it but maybe then he would stop try to have sex with me.

" Yes, I am....so please...I don't know how to doing anything like that with you." I confessed.

" But your so gorgeous, I'm certain plenty of men are waiting in line just to-"

" Well they aren't, okay? So if you want to rip my nails off so be it. I won't be able to please you because I don't know how to..." I said

" So do you believe in marriage before sex?" He questioned.

" Yes, I definitely do." I answered quickly.

" Okay. " He said.

" Can I please rest. You have beaten the shit out of me and not to mention rip my nails off. I'm in pain and I'm tired." I said.

" Okay you can go." He said. I don't know if I should trust him but I felt like I would faint at any minute so I just left his and room and went in mines. I lay on the bed thinking about how Chase beaten the shit out of me and just expect me to please him sexually but this all came down to his dad. The story he told, the way he said his father whipped him just cause he went back into the woods and expected his son to be grateful for it...that was abuse. I can't even forgive Chase either because he endured what his father did to him yet he still decided to do the same shit to a woman who hasn't even done shit to him, a woman he barely fucking knew.

To be continued

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