AN:Hey guys. Here's another chapter. It's been hectic lately. Hope you like it.
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Magenta looked like she could vomit seeing Frank nearly prance out of the room with glee. "Look at him. Disgusting. It infuriates me he's making you come to his room tonight, even more because you're sick." "I know. You would think he would take that into account. I guess it doesn't matter to Frank. He'll screw anyone as long as they have a pulse. I'm so scared for tonight, you guys. Frank really means to go through with it this time. He's already come close several times, but this time he meant what he said. I saw the look in his eyes. He's determined to sleep with me tonight, no matter how much I don't want to sleep with him. Is there anything I can do? Please." I knew my begging for help out of the situation wouldn't change anything. I had to try. It crushed me. I'm not sure what hurt worse. That I would be forced to sleep with an alien I hated with a passion of one thousand burning suns, or seeing the looks of desperation on the girls' faces. I knew they wanted so badly to help, if they could wisp me away from here with a magic wand, they would, and it killed them to know they couldn't. "The best advice we can give you is to try not to show fear. It's what he wants. He likes to be in control. Don't...don't give him that. Hang in there. It'll be alright." Columbia said all this while barely keeping herself together. The night hours were approaching quickly, being sick really sucked, and my anxiety about tonight sure wasn't helping things.
I ate some dinner Magenta saved for me and took a bath to get cleaned up. We spent the next few hours talking trying to do anything to take my mind off Frank. Some of it did help. Sometime later Riff came by. Magenta had told me he wasn't at dinner with everyone else, so he must've decided to see how things were going before getting something to eat. His eyes conveyed a look of great sympathy for me. "Master is very excited for tonight. Much to our displeasure. Daphne, I'm sorry. I want you to know whatever the formula does, I had no choice. I am truly sorry for whatever happens." And with that, he left.
It was 10:00 at night. Thirty minutes left. I finished doing what I needed to prepare myself. It was only sex, right? Sex with a psychopath that viewed me as an object for his satisfaction and he was also abusive. But I knew I had to swallow it. "It's time. I have to go." The girls hugged me and wished me luck. I walked down the hall getting closer Frank's room. I took my time slowly approaching the door. I went inside and was surprised when I didn't see him right at door waiting for me. "Looking for me?" I jumped and quickly turned around to see him next to the bed. Damn. There goes any hope of it not happening. I started to back away, but he grabbed me. "No you don't. Not this time, my lamb. I've waited long enough and this time, nothing will get in my way." I looked around one last time before Frank shut the door. There was no Magenta, no Columbia, no hope. My fate was sealed.
AN: The next chapter won't be a happy one. Stay tuned!