《Smile》Forty three
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"I know your in there Vanessa, open this damn door now!" David yelled.
Dammit I am not in the mood for this.
I let out a deep breath and slowly pulled the door open. "Hey wha-"
He pushed me inside and slammed the door shut behind him. My heart rate skyrocketed as I looked into his bloodshot eyes.
"I called you," he walked past me and into the living room looking around. "Why didn't you pick up?"
I ran my eyes over his body, studying him. His hands were shaking and his breathing was rapid. Shit, if I'm not careful his going to lose his mind.
"I've been on the phone with Summer for hours, your call didn't come through." I shrugged as he turned to face me.
"Really?" He scoffed. "Why wasn't your car here?"
I gulped. "Davey I was just-"
"With that freak," he growled walking up to me and gripping my arm. "I told you to stay away from her." He leaned down closer to my face.
"She's not a freak, she's just my friend, and it's not like we were alone." I winced as he gripped my arm tighter.
Yay, another bruise to cover up with make up.
"That doesn't fucking matter!" He yelled and pulled my body into his. "Your in love with her which means you shouldn't be around her."
"No you think I'm in love with her, I only love you," I slowly raised my hand and caressed his cold cheek. "I don't need anyone else."
He closed his eyes for a second, and during that second I felt hope that maybe I'd be okay for just one day. His eyes snapped back open and he pushed me back causing me to fall on the couch.
But it was only a second.
"You think I'm a idiot don't you?" He started to pace my livingroom as I tried to stay as quiet as possible. "Your probably fucking her," he stopped and looked at me. "Maybe I'll just call my dad."
My eyes widened and I jumped up. "You better not get your dad to hurt her."
He looked at me in shock. "Your standing up to me for her?"
I clenched my jaw. "David, if you do so much as even scare her I'll-"
"What?" He grabbed my chin. "You'll beat my ass," he scoffed. "That's how I know you love her, you can't even stand up for yourself but when I threaten that freak your ready to fight."
I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply as he continued to use that word. "Because I care about her, I do the same thing for Summer."
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"Yeah but you never threatened me," he shook his head looking down. "Don't you know how much I love you Vanessa? And for you to threaten me over a girl really hurt."
My eyes started to water as I started to get flashbacks of...that night. He's playing victim and I can't- shit. "I'm sorry your right, I shouldn't keep spending time with her."
He met my eyes. "When's the last time we had sex?"
I sniffed and tried to back away. "I-It's been a while."
He nodded. "Then come here."
I quickly shook my head. "I'm on my period."
He sighed and clenched his jaw. "Then just get on your knees."
"David can we not-"
"I just want to show you how much I love you!" He grabbed the hem of my shirt and started to pull it up. "Fuck your period we can fuck in the shower."
I pushed him away and fixed my shirt. "No."
"What?"
"I said no, I don't want to have sex with you today."
His breathing became irregular and before I knew it his fist was connecting with my jaw. I stumbled back and held my face trying not groan in pain.
"Did she fuck you already?" He quickly walked up to me and grabbed my hair causing me to wince and look up at him. "Yeah she probably did, after all you are for everybody."
Tears started to fall and I tried to get out of his grip. "Please don't-"
He punched me again and then threw me onto the floor. "What happened, you don't want to threaten me some more?"
I slowly started to get up but, his foot connecting with my stomach caused me to fall right back down.
"Say something!"
"I'm sorry David," I looked up at him. "I'm so sorry."
"Sorry isn't enough," he shook him head and then snapped his fingers. "I know what I'll do," he kicked me two more times causing me to scream out when it felt like my ribs snapped. "After I'm done with you I'll get some of my dads men and go handle the freak," He chuckled and dug into his pocket pulling out a baggy and lighter. "Now you," he nudged me with his foot and rolled me onto my back. "Stay right here."
He placed his foot on my stomach and quickly stomped down. I gasped as the air left my lungs. He laughed and went to sit on the couch.
I was paralyzed with pain and I could barely breath. I gasped taking in all the air I could before a sharp pain shot through my stomach. I turned my head to see him sticking a needle into his arm. Looking up at the celling, I tried to turn onto my side but the pain stopped me.
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"Shit that's good." I heard him say as new tears started to cloud my vision.
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I shook with fear as he came to stand over me. "Why do you always have to fuck something up Moe?" He unbuckled his belt. "I treat you like a damn queen but, I guess that's not enough for you."
He flipped me onto my stomach and quickly pulled down my shorts and underwear.
I tried to flip over and fight back but, I was in too much pain.
"P-Please don't." I chocked out and started to cough.
"Shut up." He mumbled and then he slammed into me.
I whimpered as he stared to moan. "Shit baby, you always feel amazing."
He began to thrust and I started to cry harder. "Stop!" I yelled and started to struggle under him.
"Stay fucking still," he groaned grabbing my arms and pinning them over my head. "Fuckkkk."
His thrust became harder and faster. My body went rigid as I just laid there. I clenched my eyes shut and zoned out. I couldn't feel anything but I could still hear him moaning in my ear. I'm helpless, I can't fight back and now, he's ruining me.
My eyes snapped open as I could distinctly hear Y/n's voice.
I came back to reality when David flipped me over and connected our lips. I used all the strength I had left and pushed him off of me.
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"What the hell Vanessa?"
I don't know what happened but, it's like a wave of energy shot through my body. I quickly jumped up, pulling up my shorts in the process. I ran out of the living room and towards the front door.
"Ugh I was almost done."
Just as my hands touched the doorknob, he pulled me back and threw onto the floor. My head hit the ground hard and my vision became blurred. He came up to me and grabbed my hair dragging me into the kitchen.
"How dare you try and run from me," he growled. "You brought this upon yourself." He started to pull off his shirt and I used that to my advantage. When his shirt was covering his face I quickly raised my leg and kicked him in his exposed balls. He groaned and fell to the ground.
I stood up and looked down at him. This sicko has been torturing me for five years. I kicked him again as he tried to stand up. And it took me this long to fight back. Kicking him once more I wiped my face. He's threatened my family, my best friend, fucking Y/n, and I'm tired of it.
"Just wait until I get up Vanessa, I'm going to make sure you can't walk for days," he chuckled still cupping his balls. "I'm going to stick my dick so far down your throat, you won't be able to talk properly for weeks, just you wait because you fucked up."
I snarled in disgust and kicked him in the head. The tears came back as a reflection bounced off of something and hit me in the eye. I looked to my left and I slowly walked over to the object. Picking it up, I looked back at David who was laying on the floor with his eyes closed. I went up to him and straddled his waist causing his eye to snap open.
"What a fucking bluff," he scoffed. "Your nowhere near strong enough to do something like that."
I am, I'm strong in my own fucking way.
In that moment, all I saw was red. I could hear him screaming and I could feel my movements but, I couldn't see. I don't know why I can't stop, I want to stop but it feels like I'm not controlling myself.
After what felt like hours I finally came to. I looked down and shook my head frantically as I quickly climbed off of David's body.
I threw the knife in my hand across the room. The metal clanged against the floor and then the house went silent. I stared straight ahead, avoiding the body lying next to me. Maybe he passed out from pain, I'm not capable of killing someone. I looked down at my blood coved hands and shook my head. Maybe he hit me a few times and this isn't just his blood.
The silence of the house was... deafening. I glanced over at the kitchen window just as a raindrop hit the window, and then another, and another until it was pouring down raining. The thunder was booming as I just sat there staring out the window. No thoughts were running through my head I was just...here.
A tear rolled down my cheek and I blinked a couple of times before standing up. Glancing at the clock on the stove I frowned. I've been sitting here for two hours? I sniffed and looked over at the island spotting my phone. I started to walk towards it before I slipped on...something slippery. Falling, I closed my eyes and put my hands out to brace myself. My hand met something wet and my eyes snapped open. I met David's cold, lifeless eyes. I screamed and scrambled backwards as all of my emotions hit me at one time.
Quickly getting back up I ran towards my phone and called the first person that came to mind.
"Damn you left like three hours ago, miss me already?"
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