Warning: This chapter is a bit graphic, Rated M for Rape and violence.

Sam and I finished our week long honeymoon and soon went home to Lima, little did I know, he had arranged for us to move into a one bedroom loft above Kurt's dad's car shop. We arrived home, we had a few days before Sam returned to his teaching job at the school, and I started my college classes.

I set our bags down, and went into the kitchen. Sam smiled "Have a look around, It's ours." He said carrying our bags into the bedroom. I looked around, it was perfect for us. I walked into the bedroom, opened our luggage and started taking out the dirty clothing, and sorting through it. I felt Sam's arms go around my waist, as I pulled out my nightgown. I started to shake, everything was so vivid, and real.
"Sam, stop, We just got home." I said as I continued to sort through dirty laundry. He grumbled but left the room. "What do you want for dinner?" he called from the kitchen. I carried the laundry to the tiny laundry room, and put it on the table, hoping to catch up on it the next morning, I walked into the kitchen. "What about Breadstix, I want pasta." I said, he shook his head, and picked up the phone.

An hour later we finished eating, I started clearing up the packages. I figured, the next morning, we could unwrap the rest of our gifts, and put that away. I sat down on the couch, and turned on the tv, I was getting really tired, but knew it was our first night home, and Sam hadn't touched me since he raped me, which was still in the back of my head. I looked over at Sam, who had fallen asleep on the couch next to me. I looked at the clock, it was almost 9:45, so I stood up, and took the throw blanket off the back of the couch and covered him with it, before going into the bedroom, and pulling out pajama's.

I started to undress, I heard the couch creak. I sat on the edge of the bed putting on my night clothes, when Sam came staggering into the bedroom. He smiled at me. "No, you aren't touching me." I said trying not to show that the fear was setting in. "It's our first night in our new place, we have to, In a few weeks, this will be normal for you." He said reaching for my nightshirt laying on the bed. "Just let me go to bed, I said you aren't touching me, then you aren't touching me, you consummated our marriage, as you call it, but you raped me, and we both know it." I said going to the dresser and grabbing a fresh night shirt, as he watched me. "You know in old times the man was in complete control of his family, that included in the bedroom, if I have to put a little force into building a sex life with my wife, I will, it may take a while for you to accept it, but you will in time." He said pulling me closer to him.

I began to struggle with him. His strength was too much for me, he wasn't about to let me win, but I wasn't going down with a fight. I kicked and struggled against him. I stomped on his foot, he groaned in pain, and let go, I hurried out of our bedroom, and towards the bathroom door, but he caught me, and carried me back into the bedroom, setting me on the bed, before closing the door. "Take your underwear off." He said unbuckling his belt. "No, you aren't touching me, I am not going down like a whore." I said pulling off my jeans, and taking my dirty underwear off, and putting my clean ones on, I slid my nightshirt over my head, and sat down, putting clean socks on, before turning around to pull back the blankets on the bed.

I crawled into the bed, pulling the blankets up to my chin, reaching up to shut the light off. I felt the bed shift, his hands searched for me. I tensed up, and closed my eyes. "don't touch me." I said angrily.
I felt the bed shift again. "I warned you, this was going to happen, You will become accustom to it in time, until then I will continue to build a sex life with you forced or accepted, I don't care." He said pulling me under him. He reached down to remove my underwear, I smacked his hand, but he continued to pull, I felt him slide my underwear down, and pull them off. "Get off of me Sam." I said giving him a death glare. "No, you can relax and accept this, I am going to make love to my wife." He said pushing my legs open with is knee, in one quick movement, his body connected with mine, I panicked and began struggling with him, trying with all my strength to push him off of me, before I could do much more, his weight pressed against me, his face buried in my neck, he wasn't stopping, wasn't giving me a chance to fight, his thrust became long and hard, I realized he didn't have protection on, and I went into even more of a panic. "Sam, protection, please don't do this." I said struggling under him. "It's only one time, I'll pull out." He said continuing his movements. As he continued, I realized, he wasn't going to pull out, he wasn't going to stop, he was going to finish what he started.

"Get off of me." I said pushing up with all the strength I had, I slid out from under him, rolled over, sitting up on the side of the bed. He grumbled from behind me "Katie, what do I have to do to make you accept this?" He said sliding closer to me, I stood up, grabbing for my panties on the floor, I saw how bad I was shaking, I stood up, slid my panties on, and walked from the room. I heard him grumble again.

I walked into the bathroom, I kept thinking about what my mom told me. She tried to talk me out of it, but I didn't listen. There was a faint knock on the door. "Katie, come back to bed." He said. I grabbed my jeans from the floor, and put them on, and grabbed my shirt and bra, before putting them on. I opened the bathroom door, coming face to chest with Sam. "Come on Katie, where are you going?" He said trying to talk some sense into me. "Out." I said grabbing my flip flops. "Let's talk about this, be rational."
he said "You want me to be rational, you raped me twice, in the last week." I said turning to face him.

"Katie, that's not rape, you're new to this, and I'm trying to build a sex life with you, this is the only way I know how, when you wont let me touch you otherwise." He said grabbing my wrist. I yanked away from him, but he didn't let go. "I understand you were scared the first time, I'm your husband, I want us to enjoy each other, but if you want to see a real rape, I'll show you." He said grabbing me around the waist, without a 2nd thought, he carried me into the bedroom, and tossed me on the bed. He immediately reached up to unbutton my pants, I struggled with him, trying to cover the buttons, but to no avail, he shoved my hands off, and slid my jeans off my hips, pulling my panties with them.

I tensed up, knowing there was no way to over power him, I struggled under him, when he realized that he couldn't push my leg open with his knee, he shoved his hand between my legs, the tears filled my eyes. "Oh stop crying about it, you want to claim I raped you, I'm going to give you a reason to make that claim." He said before burying his face in my neck. "Sam, please, I went too far with the rape comment, but please don't do this, you will regret it for the rest of our marriage." I said trying again to push him off of me. He forcefully took ahold of my wrists, and placed them above my head, slid his knee between my legs, forcefully pushing them apart, I closed my eyes, and said a silent prayer that he would come to his senses, but I knew it was hopeless.

Over the course of 35 minutes, he truly proved his point, when he finally came, and rolled off of me, I couldn't move, my whole body tensed up, my legs went into spasms, He stared at the ceiling. I tried so hard to get up, my legs were like jello, every step I took, it hurt, I made it to the bathroom, I managed to make it back to our living room, I sat down on the couch, that's when it all set it, what he had just done.
I stood up, and went and took some tylenol for my pain. I turned around, he was standing in the door of our bedroom. "Katie" He said in the voice I fell in love with. "Not now Sam, just go to bed." I said not even looking up at him. I felt him behind me, I tensed up, but soon felt his hand on my cheek, he turned me to face him, "I'm sorry, I should never of did what I just did, It will never happen again." He said before kissing me on the forehead.