Chapter 10

Bill wasn't always so fucked in the head, a few years ago he could actually be considered quite normal. He had a normal life. Normal job, normal wife, normal house. He was normal. Before Alice he and his wife were perfectly happy, nothing could tear them apart. Everything was perfect. And then Alice came along and everything changed. He just had to have her, something inside him screamed that he must have her. So he did, the very first day Jam brought her home he took her, well her innocence that is.

He didn't know what had happened inside him, something switched that day he saw her. It was like some evil demon came out of him, destroying everything it touched. He knew he would never be the same again.

Of course he feels bad. Everytime he hits her and she cries he can't help but feeling shit. Everytime he forces her to do things he wants to be sick, but he can't help it. He must have her.

He wasn't surprised she hadn't told anybody about the things he did to her, he knew she wouldn't have. She wasn't popular at school and she didn't have many friends. Her auntie was the only thing she had in this world and if she told about what he did to her then Alice would be taken away and never see her again. It was a win win plan, well for him anyway.

When it all came down to it, he really fucking loved her. Her smile, the way she gets dimples on her cheeks when she laughs, everything about her was perfect.

He knew what he was doing was wrong and he hated himself for it. He hated the fact that Alice wanted him dead, that she thought he was sick and evil and twisted. If only she knew how he felt about her.

They would be happy together. They could get a place far away from where he lived, a different country perhaps. They'd get a little cottage and live out in the country, where nobody could tell them what to do.

Bill had thought about this quite often. He thought about how he and Alice could be together forever. He loved the idea, craved it even. He loved her. It was simple.

flashback

It was a normal saturday night for Alice, stuck indoors watching TV. Her aunt was out in Ohio for the weekend on some business trip and Bill wasn't back yet. Alice prayed he wouldn't come back, because if he did end up coming back Alice knew what would happen.

But sadly Alice's prayers were not answered. Around half eight Bill had come home. He slammed the door so hard it made Alice jump right out of here seat, making her spill her drink slightly on herself.

"Shit." She whispered to herself as she put the drink down on the side table and carefully wiped where the drink had spilt. She heard Bill clamber up the stairs and heard him fall once. He was drunk. That would make everything so much harder.

"A-Alice, Alic-ce." Bill called, stuttering on certain letters. Alice gulped and sighed. She considered running out of the front door but she was only wearing a long top and no trousers and last time she tried that it made everything worse. She unwillingly got up off the sofa and dragged herself upstairs.

"Yes?" she called out when she reached the top of the stairs

"I'm in here s-s-sweetie." he called back, the sound coming from her bedroom, the door straight in front of her. Alice stared at the door for a while, contemplating what her life would be life if he didn't exist. She'd be happy, a normal teenager. She sighed as a single small tear fell down her face and watched it fall to the ground. She was an empty, hollow shell of what she once was. She closed her eyes and took three deep breaths. Get it together Alice, you've done this before and you can do it again. Just suck it up and get on with it, only three more years left. This is your life, so just deal with it. She swallowed once more and entered the room.

He was lying on her bed with his shirt and tie flung over her desk chair, with just his shoes, trousers and belt left on. When he noticed she was here he smiled at her. Not a nice smile. A cocky, arrogant smile that whispered 'I own you'.

"Here's my baby." He jeered and started laughing uncontrollably. Alice stared at him, no emotion in her face. After Bill stopped laughing he stared back at her. "well? Get on with it." he ordered, getting slightly annoyed. Alice nodded. Very slowly she took off her socks, untied her almost waist length brown hair and took off her top, leaving her in her underwear. He smiled at her, pleased with her as he got off the bed and walked over and stood next to her.

Alice wasn't overly tall, 5"5 at the most. Bill was very tall, around about 6"2. He looked deep into her watery eyes with love. He took a strand of her hair that had fallen over her hair and tooked it behind her ear and smiled at her, genuinely smiled at her. She sniffed and looked up at him as he slowly kissed her forehead. She looked down to her feet and closed her eyes, it will all be over soon she chanted silently. Bill switched the light off and took her hand, leading her to her bed. She preferred it with the light off, it made her think less.

Alice sat on her bed and motionlessly watched him as he took off his trousers. When he was done he bent now and softly brushed her mouth with his lips and slowly moved on top of Alice. She kept herself deadly still, her arms at her side. She had learnt just to let him to get on with it, if she resisted it bad things would happen. He shoved her tongue into her mouth, exploring the insides of her mouth. When her tongue didn't move in sync with his pinched her thigh. This made Alice slightly yelp in pain, breaking part his kiss. He sat up, still on top of her and glared down at her. She shouldn't have yelped. Shit she thought. Alice sat up so their faces were merely centimetres apart and kissed him, putting her tongue into his mouth with her legs wrapped around his body and her hands around the back of his head, pressing his face towards her. He liked that and instantly forgot about the previous incident. Thank fuck she thought, glad she wouldn't have to endure any physical pain for her mistake. He flipped Alice over, so she was now on top of him and unhooked her bra in the making of it. She kissed his chest, slowly travelling down while his hands explored everything of her. She couldn't help but moan in pleasure, everytime she mentally hit herself for doing so. She couldn't help it. He laughed silently.

"You love it when I touch you there." He stated, not asking for an answer back.

Alice hated it. She hated it wherever he touched her. It made her feel so dirty, so used.

It was soon all over. It never lasted more than ten minutes, but the memories of it lasted forever.

Alice had been accustomed to Bills antics, she still hated it every time he touched her but she was use to it. She couldn't wait to escape.