Struggle - H.S.

I’d recognised that voice everywhere. I couldn’t scream, so instead of screaming I kicked him straight in the balls. I made a beeline for it but wasn’t fast enough. I was tackled to the ground and when I turned my head the last thing I saw were his brown eyes.

I woke up tied to a bed. The first thing I checked were my clothes. Luckily I still had them on. I didn’t recognise anything, which probably meant that I was at his place. Bradley’s place that is. I should’ve listened to Harry, why did I have to go outside, damn it. I tested the rope, only to find out that they were tied really well. There was no way I could get loose without help.

The door opened and I quickly closed my eyes again, hoping that they would leave me alone if they thought I was asleep. I felt the bed dip a bit. ‘alright Anna just keep breathing’ I said to myself. “Anna, I know you’re awake princess.” Bradley said, which made me open my eyes immediately. He was actually smiling at me, I was shocked to see how close he was and I tried to move away from him but that only hurt my wrists. Bradley lifted his hand and I already closed my eyes waiting for the impact it would have when he hit me. He shocked me even more when he only stroked my cheek almost carefully.

“I’m not going to hurt you Anna.” He sighed on which I opened my eyes. This was weird, why would Harry tell me that Bradley would even hurt me more and here he was stroking my cheek gently. It just didn’t make sense. “Why am I here Bradley?” I asked him hesitantly, which made him smile. “Because you are mine Anna.” I sighed deeply, not again, when was this going to end? How many times do I have to tell guys that I’m my own person and not property to anyone? The only thing I could do to safe myself was giving in to the fact that I was Harry’s even though I resented that.

“If I’m anyone’s, then I would be Harry’s.” I said softly and I almost expected him to hit me because of my rudeness. He did the opposite of hitting me though, he simply just laughed.
“I thought you said you weren’t Harry’s?” he asked me curiously. He did have a point because I did say that a while ago. “I know what I said but a lot have changed since then.” I told him. He nodded and got up to fetch me…water? He put the glass against my lips so I could drink.

“That’s fair I guess but this only helps us.” He said more to himself. “Why does that help you?” I asked and he looked as if he had forgotten all about me. He glanced at me and whilst doing that I saw his eye colour grow darker and the expression on his face almost scared me. “I know I just told you that I’m not going to hurt you but the plan changed, I’m really sorry for this Anna.” He said with a wicked gleam on his face. The next thing I know he turns me around on the bed and rips my shirt in to, leaving me only in my bra.

I hear him getting something and the next thing I feel is a painful sting against my bare back, I screamed it out. He hit me with a belt and he didn’t stop after 10 blows, yes I counted them in my head. I had never felt so much pain and it didn’t surprise me if I was bleeding like crazy. I was crying softly not wanting him to show that he had hurt me. He wasn’t done with me yet as I heard him walk to my side. I wanted to move my head to the other side but he was quick to grab my face. He slapped me on my cheek but I wasn’t even feeling it. “I just made a picture of your back and send it to Harry. I think we can expect him soon and if he doesn’t answer between now and 2 hours, you can expect much more pain. He came closer and kissed me on the lips. He even bit my lip, which made me gasp out of shock.

He walked away letting me lie on my stomach. At least that was nice of him. I was feeling numb after what felt like forever, I even think I lost consciousness because when I opened my eyes, I was lying on my side with a new shirt on my body. I was just hoping Harry would respond to the picture within the two hours because I never wanted to experience that much pain ever again. I really needed to pee by now but that would mean that I had to call for help, what if they didn’t want to help me? I just had to risk it.

“BRADLEY!?” I yelled and before I could yell again the door flew open and Bradley was standing in the doorway with a wicked gleam on his face. “What?!” He asked annoyed. “I need to use the toilet, can you please help me?” I tried to ask it nicely not wanting to set him off. He sighed deeply before stomping towards the bed. He roughly untied me and grabbed my arm. He literally pulled me out of bed but when I moved my body I screamed it out. I was stiff all over my body after the beating. I heard him growl by now as he lifted me in his arms. He carried me into the bathroom and put me down on the toilet and left the room.

I know there was no way I could escape this, as he was probably waiting by the door. “I’m done” I softly said. I had pulled up my underwear when he entered the room again. He lifted me up in his arms and walked back to the bed and tied my up again. “Just so you know Harry hasn’t responded yet and he only has one more hour to go." If I were you I would prepare myself for the worst. This made me think what the worst thing was he could do to me.

Bradley left again. I stared at the ceiling even though my back was really aching. Harry wouldn’t leave me here would he? I know I didn’t listen to him but he had to know I would go outside and the worst thing was I didn’t even get far when Bradley took me. The hour was up when the door opened again and this time Bradley looked really sinister as the sun was already going down. “I don’t think you mean that much to Harry princess because he didn’t respond so instead of only making a picture we are going to film your next punishment.” He put up the camera at the end of the bed, which made me wonder what he was going to do.

When he was done he pulled of his shirt and jeans, this terrified me even more. I much rather have a beating then this. I was already moving away as much as I could. I pulled my knees up so I was balled up. My heart was beating like crazy and I could feel an anxiety attack coming up, please don’t let him rape me god! I prayed. I felt his hand on my arm and a shiver of disgust went through me.

“Bradley please don’t do this.”

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