Bambi POV.
TRIGGER WARNING, NON-CONSENSUAL THINGS!
“No get away from me,” I screamed when his mouth moved off mine, but his hands didn’t, his hands stayed all over my body, he kept on touching me, ripping my uniform apart.
“Get away? I’ve been waiting for this moment since the second I saw you red,” he says, he doesn’t even know my name, he only calls me red after my hair, I’ve never hated this thing in me more than I do now, I wish I was born with normal hair colour or no hair at all.
“Please sir, please let me go, please Ryker,” I begged with him, calling him his real name, maybe that would get him to let me go, but he wouldn’t, he didn’t, he kept his hold on me the whole time.
“I said to call me Sir,” he says slapping me on the face, hard, making me fall on the ground, with a yelp, that hurt so badly.
“I’m sorry, please, Sir, let me go,” I beg him a second time, I would do anything for him to let me go now, to let me get away from him.
“You’re mine Red, you wonder why you were let off the hook, why no one said anything to you! Because you bear my claim,” he says pointing to my necklace, the one he had over my neck, but I don’t belong to anyone, I refuse to hold his claim on me, I took the necklace off sot caring, I just threw it on the ground.
“That’s fine, once I’m done with you, you can keep it as a gift,” he says and attacks me again, this time, he pulled me off the ground and threw me on the bed I just made, he jumped on top of me and I screamed as loud as possible, maybe someone would come and save me, maybe Eliot would, anyone, I just need him to get away from me, but Ryker was much stronger than me, he’s the one in charge here, he’s a supernatural and I’m a young human.
Soon my dress was ripped off my body, and he positioned himself, ripping me in half and I screamed, I knew when the deed is done, some pain would be felt, but not this much pain, Ryker didn’t stop there. But I believe I blacked out, maybe I was still there, but my mind wasn’t there anymore, I was back home, where mom was still good when she could get up when she took care of me, when she made us special pancakes, for me and Colin, when life was good.
I don’t believe I’m asleep, nor awake I’m somewhat in the middle, both of my eyes open, but my mind somewhere else.
“All done Sir?” a voice says, a masculine voice, one I recognize.
“She’s good, but could use some training,” Ryker answers the voice owner.
“A virgin I see, just like I told you,” the voice owner says again, checking the bed sheet, where my blood was spilt.
“You did a good job, Eliot,” Ryker says, at the name being said, I turned to them, I turned like someone who was possessed, I had to check, it can’t be my friend Eliot.
“Thank you, Sir, generous as always,” Eliot says taking money from him, he was paid for selling me, for giving me up!
“Come on Red, let’s go,” Eliot says pulling me off the bed, and dragging me with him, only a sheet was covering my body now, he picked up the necklace I took off my neck and kept dragging me down to the maid floor, to our locker room.
“Here, wear these,” Eliot says making me wear some of his clothes, as I got dressed I could see bruises starting to form over my body, some over my arms where he had held me, others on my thighs, I had no underwear to put on, but the good part, I was too small and short to have much cleavage, Eliot’s clothes covered me completely, hiding everything.
I put the hood of his shirt up, hiding my face too, ready to leave, I hate him, I hate Ryker, I hate them all, this cold ass world, no one cares about what happened to me, no one would give a shit.
“Wait up,” he says following me, I looked at him confused, what does he want? What else does he need?
“What?” I say through gritted teeth, tears starting to fall down my face, I couldn’t hold them any longer.
“This is your share, and your collar,” he says handing me some money and the necklace, but I didn’t want them, I tried to give them back to him.
“Hey! Hey! Red, you think you’re hurt now, but you need the extra money and I told you I can hook you up, take the money, keep the necklace, and get a shower, don’t come to work tomorrow, once you feel better, call this number, we’ll meet again and talk about your next job,” he says putting the items in the hoodie pockets and pushing me toward the bus stop.
Another night me walking on the street crying, I kept on crying until I got onto the bus, no one paid me much attention, and everyone thought I just had a rough day at work, which I did, the worse day of my whole life. Tonight, I’ve lost my innocence, I’ve lost everything I once had, I no longer am going back to work, no longer going to talk to Eliot, I don’t know what to do anymore, I just cried waiting to get over my stop.
“Last stop crying girl,” the bus driver calls, I nod and get up, moving toward the bus door, getting out and starting the walk toward my home, I just hoped Colin wouldn’t be there, I don’t want to face him, not today, not like this.
I kept walking inside my house, I kept my head down, I ran up to the bathroom, taking off the borrowed clothes and sitting under the cold running water, letting it wash away my pain as I cried and cried some more.
Once I was done crying, I moved up and wore some of my own warm clothes, one that covered me whole, but I still feel naked, like something was taken from me by force. I went to my mother’s room, where she was asleep, she was having such good sleep, resting, unlike me. I decided to borrow some rest from her, I took one of her pain killers, then closed my eyes and slept, never wanting to wake up ever again.