Karli's POV

Time: 1:00am

Day: Sunday

I was watching some random movie when I heard someone coming down the stairs. I turned around and looked up. Greg turned on the light and I could tell he was angry. He walked over to me and pushed me down so I was laying my back on the couch.

"Stop Greg. Please." He slapped me. Then he pulled down my shorts and was trying to pull off my underwear. But I started fighting back. Then he socked me in the face three times. I started crying.

I couldn't let him hurt me again. And I didn't want to have sex with him. I wanted to stay a virgin until I was married. I couldn't let Greg do this to me. I should've gone to Emily's house when I had the chance. I should've known better. I wish they would have told me that Greg was upset.

"Please no, Greg please. Don't." I struggled to break free, pushing his arms away from my body. I started screaming but Greg socked me in the throat making me lose my voice a little. It hurt to scream so I stopped.

I needed to get him off me. So I grabbed his ear and pulled down on it. He screamed as he tried to pry my hand from his ear, but I didn't let go. I dug my nails into it and pulled hard. I knew I was pealing his skin.

"Shit, let go stupid bitch." He lifted up a little with his arm, and that gave me some room to roll out from under him and on to the floor.

He was too busy thinking about the pain to realize I got away. So I got up and ran up the stairs. By the time I got to the top, Greg was at the bottom running up the stairs.

"Leave me alone." I tried to yelled but it didn't come out. I ran to the bathroom, closed the door and was about to lock it when Greg twisted the knob and prevented me. "Just leave me alone Greg. Please. I don't want to do this." I yelled through the door as I fought to keep it closed.

Greg overpowered me as the door flew open and threw me back a little. Greg grabbed my hair and right arm as he pulled me out the bathroom and into the living room. He threw me on the couch, and pulled his shorts down. I tried to run off but he caught me as he shoved me down and laid on top of me.

I tried to twist and turn but he had me pinned on my back. He ripped off my underwear and laid between my legs.

"Don't worry babe, you'll love this." He said real creepily.

He grabbed his manhood and shoved it into my opening. I screamed as he thrust into me with no mercy. I could feel my inside ripping. It was so painful. He started shoving in and out of me real hard, grunting every time he pushed in.

"You like that Babygirl?" He groaned. How the fuck was I suppose to like this? I wanted to scream but my throat hurt too much. All I could do is cry as he had his way with me.

He started quickening his pace grunting more loudly. Making the pain worse and worse. All I wanted was for him to hurry up and leave me alone.

"Ahh. You like that Babygirl? You like that don't you?" He yelled coming to his climax. "AAAHH. Karli. Fuck." He thrust in me five more times until he finally finished.

He laid on me for a few seconds catching his breath, and then got off me. I grabbed my knee and pulled them to my chest as I sobbed. He put his shorts back on and just stood by the couch looking down at me. I could barely see his face from the moonlight shining through the window. I thought I saw regret, like he felt bad for me.

He walked away to the bathroom and I heard the shower water running. I just laid there on the couch crying. I knew I was bleeding, he was too rough with me. After ten minutes, I heard Greg walk out the bathroom. He peeked his head around the wall to check if I was still there. So I just pretended to be asleep.

Greg came over to me and picked me up and carried me to bedroom. I tried so hard not to cry, I didn't want him to know I was awake. He laid me down on the bed and went to the dresser. He pulled out his black gym shorts and put them on me. He tugged the covers over me, kissed me on the cheek and whispered "Sorry." It was so low I barely heard him.

He walked out of the room and closed the door. I just laid there crying til I fell asleep.

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I woke up in pain. I got out of bed and looked at the clock. It was 7am. Greg left for work an hour ago. I limped to the bathroom in pain. I tried to block what happened last night so I wouldn't cry anymore. I was tired of crying over him.

I went into the bathroom to use the toilet and I saw dried up blood in between my legs. I bit my lip as I fought back the tears. I quickly got up and went to the shower. I cleaned my body and tried to wash away all the dirtiness of rape off me. But I couldn't get it off. Him raping me was going to stay there, mocking me, laughing at me.

I got out the bathroom and into the bedroom to put some clothes on, letting a few tears that escaped trickle down my face. I put on some black shorts just in case I was still bleeding. I put on a blue t-shirt and went to the couch in the living room.

When I got to the couch there, there was a little stain of blood. I went to go to the kitchen to get some cleaning solution and a rag. I went back to the couch and started to wash it off. I should have been crying but I felt numb, I felt like I was all out of tears.

I had cleaned the blood off after five minutes of scrubbing. I turned the cushion around and put the solutions back in the kitchen and the rag in the laundry room. I went back to grab my ripped underwear and threw them away.

I felt like no one cared about me. I was unloved, and I don't know what I did to deserve it. I had nobody. But then I remembered Emily. She kind of cared about me, I think. But I realized that she never gave me her phone number. Great.

I didn't know what to do, I didn't want to watch TV in the living room because that's where Greg raped me. I didn't want to go to the basement because that's where it all started. So I went to the kitchen, I just sat at the table. I didn't want to eat and I didn't want to cook.

I sat there for no more then a minute when I heard a knock on the door. I was scared that it would be Greg. But he was at work and he wouldn't have knocked anyway. I got up and limped to the door. I opened it and there stood Emily and Sam. She was smiling. Why the hell was she so happy?

"Hey Karli, how are you?"

"I'm okay, what brings you by." Ouch. I forgot my throat hurt. When I said it, it came out raspy. Emily expression changed from happy to worried.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Emily questioned. Sam seemed skeptical. I just nodded and smiled. I didn't want to talk. "So I just wanted to know if you were busy and wanted to come over right now or some time today?"

"Uh, sure." I tried to make my voice as normal as possible. I motioned for them to come in the house. I pointed to the couch hoping they'd get that I wanted them to sit. They did. I tried my hardest not to limp as I went to the bedroom and put on some dark blue jeans, a white spaghetti strap, and a peach jacket with Peach sandals. I was so happy that I was getting out the house.

I grabbed the keys and my purse and went to the living room. "Ready" I said weakly trying to smile.

"Umm, Karli can we talk first?" Emily half smiled. Oh no. I didn't want to talk about this in front of Sam. Did she already tell him? I didn't say anything for a while. I put my head down and starred at my toes.

"About what?" I said shakily. I kept my head down.

"About Greg." Crap. I was shaking a little. I didn't want to talk about this right now. "Was everything okay last night?" I looked at her and she had sympathy in her eyes. I looked at Sam and he looked impatient, waiting for an answer.

I didn't say anything for a while. I just put my head down and stared at my toes some more. It was awkward and I couldn't take it anymore. I was going to cry again. Stupid tears, they come at the wrong moment.

"Karli. What happened?" I looked up at Emily and she knew something was up.

"Nothing." I shook my head. I was feeling faint.

"You can tell me Karli." There was a lot of pressure in my head as I fought back the tears. I couldn't stay there any longer so I ran to the bedroom. Slammed the door and hid between the wall and the bed. I started sobbing uncontrollably. Emily came running in.

"Karli, what happened?" She said sitting next to me putting her arms around me. I had my face in my hands. I didn't say anything at first, but I was tired of holding it in.

"He hurt me, badly… He hurt me so bad." It was hard to talk.. "I said no but he wouldn't listen."

"He raped you?" She said appalled. I nodded my head. It was quiet for a moment.

"Take her to our house Emily." I jumped, I didn't know Sam was standing there.

"Okay." Emily said lowly. I heard the door close. I was starting to calm down again. The tears were running low. "Come on, let's pack your stuff. You're staying with me now."

"But… but…" I protest.

"No buts, now come on." She ordered and I obeyed. It took us five minutes to cram most of my clothes into a large suitcase. Emily was in a hurry as she ran out the house and put my suitcase in the trunk.

"Did you get everything?" She asked impatiently.

"I think so," I said quickly trying to think but I couldn't.

"Okay, get in the truck." She was in a hurry. She got into the driver's seat as I was locking the door. I limped to the passenger side. Before I could open the door, I heard a few howls in the woods near us.. Whatever animal that was, it sounded pissed. I got scared and jumped in the truck.

"Don't worry. You're safe now." She patted my leg and smiled as we drove to her house.

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