Gasps. Sighs. Grunts. Skin on skin. Soft crying. Nails scraping skin. Thrusts. Sweat.
"Garry. P-please stop. It hurts."
Deeper thrusts. Pain filled cries.
"It's your fault." tears streaming down both faces. "It's your god damn fault Ib."

-ealier-

I shouldn't keep going to her house, but each day I still go over there. She's so innocent. I should just walk away, but I can't. I want to touch her, I want to burry my cock into her, but I can't. She's only nine! It's sick. I'm sick.

"Garry?" I tell myself not to look, but I do. My pants feel tight. My breathing is shallow. I need to calm down. Her eyes are looking at me. She knows. Oh God she knows. "Are you okay?"

"Fine." I breath. Her hand touches mine. I can't breath. My muscles stiffen. She doesn't notice. I sigh, hoping she goes away; she doesn't. Instead she sits on my lap. She wiggles. I couldn't stop. I pin her to the couch. My tougne is in her mouth exploring everything. My hands are on her developing cheast. I'm ripping her clothes off. Ib says something, but I can't hear her. Not because I want to, but because I can't stop. My mouth is bitting her neck.

She gasps. She's so innocent. I'm licking and sucking her nipples, leaving nothing untouched. Her skirts off. Hell, she has no hair on her vag. I lick and nip. She's crying, but nothing can stop me. My fingers are inside her while I start on her neck again. My cock burning in my pants.

Her legs are spread. I line up and thrust in. She screams. I sigh. So tight and hot. I keep going. I can't keep track of who's crying, but I think it's both of us.

Gasps. Sighs. Grunts. Skin on skin. Soft crying. Nails scraping skin. Thrusts. Sweat. I hope I go to Hell. I hope I die.

I'm sick.

I'm a monster.

I'm raping a little girl.

"Garry. P-please stop. It hurts."

Why did she have to say that? I can't stop. Hearing her say that makes me fuck her harder.

Deeper thrusts. Pain filled cries.

I'm crying. I hate myself for this. I hate her for making me do this.

"It's your fault." tears streaming down both faces. "It's your god damn fault Ib."

I cum inside her. I sigh. I'm done. It's done. She's not innocent. She learned the hard way that not all men are nice.

"I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry." I cry. She's covering herself. Her eyes dead. I go to touch her, she flinches. I'm sick. I'm fucking sick.

I'm in the kitchen. I can't do this. I need to end this before it happens again. The door opens. Her parents are home. They gasp. I hear foot steps. A man yelling. They see me. I'm holding somehting in my hand. More yelling.

"I'm sorry." sharp pain in my stomach. Another. Another. I'm on the floor. There's a knife in my hand. I feel myself falling into darkness. I smile. I'll never hurt her again.

I hope that when I wake up I'm in Hell. It's where I belong.

A/N: With that being said, I'll take any requests from anything and make fics. If nothing is specified, I'll do whatever it is I'm in the mood for. So keep that in mind. Bye~