《13 and pregnant》13 & Pregnant {11}
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I was dragged into what seemed like an abandoned warehouse.
"Please let me go!" I begged again but my kidnapper kept on dragging me and slapping me occasionally.
"Derek where is she?" I heard yet another familiar voice say and that voice sent chills down my spin.
Wait did he just say Derek!?
I looked up at my kidnapper to see my friend Derek.His eyes glistening with...Lust?
All I could remember was hearing Derek's laughter then something connecting with my head and I blacked out.
*****
I woke up in a bedroom which was definitely not mine.In the corner of the room sat a boy maybe 14 or 15,wearing a black leather jacket and black jeans and what really caught my attention was the knife in his hand.
"So I see you really moved on from what we had" The boy said as he gestured towards my stomach.
I noticed that voice.It was Matts voice.
Your probably wondering who the hell is Matt?
When I was 10 I had a really good friend named Matt. We did almost everything together.I had a little crush on him and he had one on me but we were just friends because of our age difference, He was 13 at the time.After sometime he became obssessed with me.I would wake up and he was there looking over me.Once he tried touching me in places but I screamed and my mum came in and called his parents.I didn't see him ever again up till today.
"Matt that was 3 years ago" I said not believing any of this.
"Bitch shut the fuck up!" He yelled advancing towards me and I cringed.
"Sorry" He said quietly and backed away into his chair again.
I noticed my hands where tired to the bed head and my legs were tied together.
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"Matt what do you want?" I asked him and a tear escaped.
"I want you and I want to kill that fucking idiot for doing 'This' to you" He said with so much concern that I almost believed him but I knew he just wanted to use me for sex.
*****
I've spent two days in the warehouse and no ones come to my rescue.Derek gave me food but I rejected it but after sometime I just had to eat to keep my baby and I alive.
Matt hasn't come in these past two days and I was thankful.
"I see your awake"
Speak of the devil.
"What do you want" I asked him with annoyance.
He moved from the door and came towards me.He rubbed my cheek with his soft hands and then he kissed my lips and I slapped him hard on the cheek that he stumbled back.
"You shouldn't have done that" He said laughing like a creep.
He advanced towards me and aggressively tied my hands back to the bedpost and he tied my feet at each end of the other bed post,making sure to spread them and I didn't want to think about why he was spreading them.Everytime I tried to escape his grasp he would slap me hard on the cheek.
He kissed my cheek and I cringed because it stung like a bitch.
He trailed kisses down my neck and towards my breast.
I rather not explain what happened after as most of you might know.
He raped me and I was left with tear stained cheeks in the corner of the room naked and trying to cover myself up.
"Your a really good fuck" The pedo Matt said as he zipped up his pants and he threw my clothes towards me.
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"Get cleaned up were leaving tomorrow" He said as he was about to walk out the door.
"Go where?" I asked through sobs.
"New York bitch" He said,"Because cops would be here any day now" He said again and walked out.
He was just going to drag me away from my home.Whats going to happen to my mum and Ryan and my friend and most importantly,My baby?
*****
I got dressed and walked over to a boarded up window.I tried my best to get the board down without anyone hearing.As soon as I got the last board off as quiet as a mouse I opened the window only to find that I was two stories up.
After about an hour of lying on the bed and occasionally crying due to the pain in my groin and the fact I'll probably never see my family again, I heard sirens down the road.
I rushed to the window and noticed that they were heading here and I had a glint of hope.
As I smiled someone kicked down the door and grabbed me from behind.
"Time to go" Matt said as he dragged me down a flight of steps but every turn we make there police.
Matt took me to the basement where he smashed a window and dragged me out of it with him.
We hopped into an old pick up truck that was right out the window.
As we got in and started the engine a cop came I front of the car and put his hands on the hood.
"Step out of the vehicle sir" The cop said sternly and the next thing that Matt did shocked me.
He ran over the cop and sped down the road. I looked behind us to notice a familiar ranger rover coming after us.
I knew he'll find me.
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