Flashbacks

Chapter 12: I'm begging you

“No one will believe you. We all know you asked for this. If you walk out with such slutty clothes, what do you think men will think? Such a shame they’ll never get to touch you like how I do. You belong to me. Don’t you ever forget that.”

“Elle?” I heard a voice say. My heart stops. It’s him. He came to get me again. This time, I wouldn’t be able to run. I couldn’t move my legs. Why won’t my legs move? I need help. Why isn’t anyone helping me?

I drop onto the floor and begin crawling away. I couldn’t breathe. He grabbed me, though, and pulled me close to him.

“It’s okay, it’s okay. I’m here now,” he softly whispered, touching my hair.

“Please,” I begged. “Please don’t hurt me. I’m sorry.”

“I won’t hurt you. You’ll be okay,” he said.

I couldn’t look away from his eyes. He looked so different. He looked happy now that he finally found me - I can’t do this. I have to get away.

“Calm down,” he said as I began moving a bit. “You’re safe here. I’m not going to hurt you.”

I didn’t believe a word he said. When I finally built up the courage, I punched him straight in the face. He quickly held his nose as blood began leaking out.

“Noah, go after her,” he said. “She’s gonna get hurt.”

My heart fell to the ground. This whole time, he was playing me. I thought he cared, but he didn’t. He never did. He was just acting to try and get me close to him. I hate him. I hate everyone.