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Ch.2 Imprisonment

Author - (This chapter will mostly be a wrap up for chapter 1)  *this chapter will also be a little longer than what I had originally planned

⚠️THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SEXUAL ASSAULT⚠️

Misanthropic: the disliking or hatred to humankind

Stella's POV

I can feel them.

His hands...roaming my body.

Groping places...

He's going to take it..the only valuable thing I have left apart from my sanity that is too slipping away.

No, I can't let this happen.

I don't care if he hurts me mentally or physically. I don't care if he calls me a waste of space or life. I don't care if he imprisons me in a dark room just to be neglected and fall victim to my own demons.

I already gave them my freedom, my happiness, my right to a normal life

But I will not give them my innocence

I refuse to.

I close my eyes and inhale and exhale. Still feeling his disgusting hands assaulting my body.

I smack his hands away from my body, earning a hiss of pain/annoyance from Derek.

"Don't touch me" I spit out with venom leaking from my words. I lift me eyes to Derek giving him the most coldest glare I could muster up.

I prop myself up on the ground, getting in to a fight or flight position. Continuing to ignore any pains erupting in my body.

I was willing to fight with any remaining sanity and strength and I had stored in my mind and body.

Desperate to survive one last time.

"I see you're going through a rebellious stage, guess I'll have to fix that won't I..?"  He sighed as his lips slowly spread into a smile. "Why couldn't you be quiet and take it like you've been doing all these years."

"Because I already gave away too much of myself to you people." I say with no hesitation, no whispering, and not even the slightest bit of doubt. "I won't let you have this part of me as well." All fear slowly dispersing, quickly turning to determination and hatred.

"Too bad you don't decide which part of you I get to take" He mockingly stated

He was quick to grab my shoulders pushing me to the ground. With him towering over me.

Oh no you don't

I might not be the best fighter but I sure as hell know how to put up a fight

I flung my fists to his face and start kicking my legs. Wasting no time to kick him in the balls.

He hunched down from impact. Low groans escaping his throat.

Crawling from under him , I rush to the stairs. Running up most and jumping up some.

Before I could even touch the door knob; I was pulled back down the stairs by my hair only to be met with the familiar feeling of the cold cement ground.

Trying to pick myself from the ground, still having some fight in me.

"Did you really thing you could get away from me? Are you that stupid?" Derek chucked, amusement in his eyes.

He grabbed my jaw tightly, pulling my face closer to his. " I wasted enough time with you, I'm hungry now." He whispered in my ear.

Lifting my hands up ready to punch him in his teeth.

He quickly grabbed my wrist with one hand, pulling them over my head; holding them in place. While his legs were securing my legs.

Without warning he forcefully crashed his lips to mine. Harshly moving his mouth against mine.

I try shaking my head to remove his lips from mine. Only for it to go in vain as his hand on my jaw tightened even more.

Keeping my head still for him to start draining my innocence away

He then licks my bottom lips as a signal to open my mouth. I refuse, clenching my teeth together.

He bites my lips, trying to get me to open my mouth.

He growls in frustration when it fails.

I feel his hand that was tightly secured on my jaw slowly travel to my neck.

He harshly squeezed my throat causing me to start slightly gasping for air.

Using that as his opportunity to slide his tongue in my mouth. Exploiting my mouth.

I wait until he slides his tongue between my teeth.

Biting on his tongue as hard as I can

Causing him to jerk back from my face. He raises his fingers to his tongue to lightly caress the tip of his tongue.

He looks at his fingers only to discover traces of blood on them. He then glances at me slowly with rage building in his eyes. His eyes darken like black abysses.

Before I could fight anymore now that he was somewhat distracted by his own rage. He swiftly grabs my throat with both hands.

Tightening them with every passing second.

"You little bitch." He seethed out slowly. Hatred and anger coating his words.

Grabbing onto his hands trying to release them. Key word: try.

I choke out a few muffled sounds. Panicking as I was starting to feel light headed.

A few seconds passed before a voice had interrupted the actions taking place down here.

"Derek. Derek where are you?! We'll be late to get our share of heroin! You know how punctual our dealer is!" My mom scream from upstairs.

Interrupting the torment that was happening in the basement

This has got to be the only time I'm grateful for my druggie 'mom'.

"I'll be right there!!" Derek yelled back. Getting from on top of me. Brushing the dust from the ground off his clothes.

"If you think this is over then you are terribly mistaken, when I come back I will claim every part of you" he stated

Staring at me with his dark beady eyes; that hold nothing but madness.

After a few minutes of staring at me, he begins walking slowly to the stairs. Trudging up them with the same sound as when he came down.

I let out shaky breath while tears of relief and sorrow build in my eyes when he reaches the top of the stairs opening and closing the door behind him.

Taking a few minutes to recover from the traumatic experience that had happened only seconds ago.

Pushing the assault that took place in here to the back of my mind.

I wait for the sound of the door locking.

But it never came.

I have a chance...! To escape from this hell once and for all. To rid myself of some of my monsters.

To escape from this imprisonment

Even if its a dangerous chance. I'll take the risk even if it turns out to be another nightmare.