The Bad Boy's Promise

She was constantly in a state of in and out of sleep. Maybe, give or take, Victoria had been inside the cell for a week and still she had not grown accustomed to the world that she had been using as a support instead of a mattress.

That was uncomfortable, that made her slip in and out of unconsciousness again and again.

She exhaled softly, ready to go back into sleep again when she felt blinding pain over her skull making her yell.

Her eyes snapped open and screaming did not stop. The same man, the one who had assaulted her, had been pulling her hair and made her stand up before dragging her to the middle of the room.

"Wh-what?" She cried out. What has she done? She had been sleeping and to begin with, she was not even involved in the entire plot. It was the boy they wanted!

Victoria looked into his direction only to find the boy staring at them with wide eyes, for the first time filled with fear. He was breathing heavily but did not move an inch to help her.

It was then she was forced onto the ground with her cheek against the floor. What the hell was happening?

The man snaked his arm around her waist before arching her waist upwards and—

Victoria gasped.

The front of his pelvis was connected to her behind and the position that they were in, it left nothing to imagination or assumption. He was mounting her like an animal that she had seen in a wild animal movie on the discovery channel. She knew what she was doing!

"Stop!" She cried out but it was gone and heard. She thrashed around, Breaking the posture that he had forced her into before yelling on top of her voice, hoping that someone would come in and stop him.

"Do you know the amount of pressure I am under?" The man, way heavier and bulkier than her, held her down without much effort with her cheek against the ground. " A little relief won't hurt."

Fuck him! With all the friends she had inside her, Victoria kicked him away And succeeded for once. She got up quickly and was ready to board outside the room when he caught her foot and dragged her back, making her fall down on the floor.

"Stupid bitch," he turned her around and slapped her hard enough for her to blackout for a quick second, "i'm going to take that ass to now."

She cried out when he got a hold of her chin and raised her face to look at the boy, directly into his eyes as he whispered in her ear, "He is responsible for this. Do you know how much this boy is costing us and you?"

Shaking and shivering, Victoria stared into the eyes of the boy only to snap out of the stair when she heard the belt buckle again.

Holy shit! If she did not do anything, she was going to get raped and might have it done repeatedly in case she did not do anything now.

Breathing heavily, as she kept an ear out on his movements. She raised her right leg forward before slamming it back and arching it up midway.

"Fuck!" He yelled and toppled over. "Bitch!"

Jackpot.

The moment he was away from her, she ran back into the corner before hiding her face into the wall, not ready to see what was going to happen next.

This was eight. Victoria felt her entire body shake with fear before fear took over it and paralysed everything. The thought process was over. Now she was going to hide.

"Little bitch," he came closer and she closed her eyes tighter than before. This was it. She was going to die.

"Come he—"

"Marcus," another voice said but Victoria did not open her eyes and look.

"Come. She's calling you."

Another string of curse words followed before she heard the stomping of feet and the slamming of dork being closed.

Victoria did not open her eyes. She leaned and snuggled into the wall as if trying to hide herself before she let out a cry, then another and then another.