Only One Way

I tried to say Bert's name, but it came out as more of a squeak so instead I stood there frozen, with that stupid deer in the headlight expression on my face.

"Can't you talk? Don't tell me Gee's dating a mute." He cackled before walking over to me.

I winced at the heavy smell of alcohol. He grabbed the lower half of my face and pouted his lips.

"Aww, is wittle frankie scarred?" He slurred and hiccuped.

"Dont touch me" I snapped and hit his hand away. he cackled and hiccuped again before punching my face out of nowhere. "What the fuck?" I yelled holding my nose and he punched me in to stomach, knocking rhe wind out of me. I hit the ground and he saw this as a chance to slip my jeans off.

"no quit, stop." I protested, still trying to get air back into my lungs.

"Shut up whore, if you can be a slut for Gee then you can be a slut for me." I finally got my breathing back to normal and used all my strength to push him off of me.

I scrambled for the door but he kicked me again, making it harder to breath than last time. I sunk to the ground again and a few seconds after I felt banging on my head, he kicked me three times making my vision blurry before taking his jeans and my boxers off.

I vaguely felt him spread my legs and thrust himself inside of me roughly. Over and over. "Get...off..of ..me. I gasped between deep breathes.

"Shut up whore, I know you like it." He cackled facing me so I could smell the booze that stained his breath.

"Help" I called weakly "help, please" I tried to yell but he covered my mouth with his filthy hand. I felt tears slide down my face and kept trying to call out but he punched the side of my head making me nauseous.

There was black in the corners of my vision and it kept unfocusing everytime I tried to clear it. I managed to squeak out a pathetic whimpering sound through his dirty fingers.

"That's right baby, be a good little whore for me." But I couldn't hear the words clearly, my head was foggy and I could barely see anything through the black spots in my vision.

The last thing remembered was the heavy stench of alcohol filling my lungs before everything went black.

Notes

I'm so sorry, I swear that I wouldn't do this unless its for the good of the story which it is. I love all of you so much! <3