(A/N): Um...next chapter?
Chapter 5: Damaged
"Who the hell was that?" Ryan yelled, towering over the small form of Mia, who was slowly going into shock.
"N—Neighbor," she whispered dejectedly, knowing that Ryan was so messed up in the head he wouldn't even comment on his dead wife.
What did it matter? He had his 'precious' right in front of him.
"In your room?! SLUT!" he cried out angrily, backhanding her across the face.
Mia didn't even try to explain that she had no idea how he had gotten in here.
She didn't get a chance to either as he moved on top of her. Legs on either side of her body, practically crushing her with his lean frame. His brown hair curtained his auburn eyes, flashing like headlights.
Mia squirmed against him, but stopped immediately when he presses his arousal below her navel. HE glanced into her eyes daring her to object.
Lowering her eyes in a sign of haunting submission, and obediently pulling her top off. He growled harshly and she whimpered, the programmed sounds he had instilled in her.
Mia's step-father stared down at the beauty of his stepdaughter, not seeing a single flaw, despite her terrified eyes.
If he was really looking, he would notice the lack of shine in her blue eyes. The straight, ebony hair caressing her shoulders as if in comfort. Noticed the bruises that disappeared and reappeared each night like clockwork. Would have noticed the shaking lithe body beneath his.
A more observant, or shall we say humane man, would have been shocked at the sharp intake of breath as he plunged into her. Would have pitied her as she gasped out in silent, pain-filled screams. A proper man would have killed the bastard on the spot as he finished, leaving her cold and naked, spitting in her face as he left.
But he didn't see . And there was no one there to wipe the slime from her bloody face.
Mia curled up into herself, shielding herself into a ball. She didn't bother putting anything on, he would be back in a couple of hours.
He always was.
Mia curled into a tighter ball and fell into a restless sleep, but snapped out of it five minutes later as three loud cracks sounded in her room.
(A/N): Hmm, like? I'll do another one if I get at least 2 more reviews...come on...cookie?...juice?...