Chapter 21 I'm back!
Iziah decided to wag her last class, cooking had become boring ever since they started checking her for cherry-bombs. If she couldn't destroy her cake then what was the point in going. She text Raven as she left the building, telling her that she would be home after four. After she was done in town then she would pop by Marshalls again to have another session. She was walking down a crowded street when she got that feeling, someone was watching her. Quickly she ran until she was in the mall, hopefully she would lose that feeling. After a while she lost that feeling and emersed herself in the gothic shops and art stores. Around half three she decided that that she had had enough of browsing and stealing. She forgot all about that feeling as she walked down the less crowded street. Just to piss her off it had started to rain, not soft gentle rain but hard buckets of rain. Within seconds she was soaked. Growling at her sticky wet uniform she walked faster trying to get out the rain. As she walked she crashed into someone, stumbling back she looked up and her heart threatened to jump from her chest.
"Hello baby, miss me?"
Iziah couldn't move, she couldn't do anything. Seeing him in the flesh had stunned her to the point of numbness. Dean punched her in the face knocking her out cold. Iziah couldn't escape him again.
When she woke up she was tied to his double bed, her uniform blouse already on the floor. She was left in her bra, skirt and panties. Iziah could only breathe heavily, she was back in hell with the monster that had evaded her dreams for so long.
"Oh how I missed you baby" Dean spoke softly pulling off his shirt. "You should of known you couldn't escape me forever Izzy"
"Dean please don't do this" Iziah begged pulling at the confines. She couldn't go through this again, she simply couldn't survive the horror twice.
"You used to love it when I touched you" He drawled running a finger down her face. Terror etched in her silver eyes, she couldn't help the fear that flooded her system. He had more than left his mark on her. Trailing his hand down her face he grabbed her throat choking the air from her lungs. His voice harsh and cold. "You won't escape me again you little whore" Dean let her go and smacked her across the face. "You thought it was bad last time Izzy, just you wait. Its about to get alot worse"
"Please Dean, please don't" Iziah gasped as he ripped her bra off. He growled with pleasure as the tears began to fall. Her small body shaking with fear. She just wanted this to be another nightmare but as he smacked her again she knew it wasn't. She could only hope that Dean would finish her this time. Dean ripped off her skirt and panties, his eyes growing with enjoyment. Iziah naked always managed to get him going, it was better when she cried and begged. But it was the blood that always made it special, he loved fucking her so hard she bled. Iziah could do nothing as he climbed on top of her. He licked the side of her neck up to her earlobe.
"We're gonna have so much fun baby" He growled sliding inside her. Iziah screamed and screamed as Dean took possession of her body again. Her cries only turned him on more, smacking her several times he finally finished. Iziah lay still hoping that she was dead. Tears falling from her face, blood pouring from almost oriphus she had. He touched her face gently, "I don't like hurting you Iziah but you have to learn, you are mine and no one will ever seperate us"
"Dean" She barely whispered "Please let me go"
Dean smacked her again, her nose breaking under his massive hand. Grabbing a fistful of her long hair he made her look at him.
"You are never leaving me again Iziah. We will be together forever." He got off her and started to walk from the room "No one will ever find you Iziah and screaming only serves to amuse me." He left her tied to the bed shaking and crying. Iziah could only pray that someone would come. She didn't hold much hope of that. No one would ever come for her.