Hiding Scars
Chapter 8
A/N: I couldn't post the previous chapter without posting this one.
However, this chapter contains mature content. Read at your own discretion. Thank you! :-)
Relena unlocked her front door and stepped inside, then closed and locked the door behind her. Her arm was still aching from the wound, but it was stitched closed and wrapped in gauze to keep it clean. Relena looked sadly down at her gown, which was now ruined with tears and blood. She reflected on how often her birthday dresses were ruined for one reason or another. She moved into her home and went to her bedroom. As she was changing into pajamas, she heard something from behind her. She spun around, but no one was there. The house had gone silent once again. Relena backed herself into a corner and looked around. She had that horrible feeling that she was being watched. She reached for her top and began to pull it over her head, when her arms were wrenched behind her. Relena cried out, and a gloved hand clamped down over her mouth.
"Shut up, princess," the voice said. It was a low, gravelly voice.
"Who are you?" she tried to ask through the hand that was keeping her from crying out again.
"That's not important," the voice said. Relena's arms were jerked together, and she felt a piece of plastic circle her wrists. The person behind her zip tied her hands together. She couldn't move them. His hands reached around and cupped her bare breasts. She could hear him moan, and she felt him press his hips into her back. She began to panic.
"Shut up!" he yelled, and his hand dug into her wound on her arm. Relena screamed, and he slapped her on the side of the head. Relena lost her balance and fell on the floor. The man picked her up and threw her onto the bed. She landed with her face pressed into the pillow. She started to cry horrible wrenching sobs. The mattress shifted as the man climbed onto the bed. His hands wrapped around her hair and pulled. Her head jerked back.
"Did you enjoy my love letters, little princess?" he asked, his mouth close to her ear.
"Why?" Relena asked through her sobs.
"Why? Because I wanted you, that's why. You see, I know you are in love with that Gundam Pilot, but he's no good for you. I tried to have my friend knock some sense into you at your party, but of course, he only gave you that little cut." he said. He placed his hand back on her head and shoved her face into the pillows again. She heard the jingle of a belt being undone.
"No..." she cried.
"Yes." Her pajama bottoms and panties were ripped from her. "From what I could tell, you are a virgin, little princess," he said, the sadistic desire in his voice obvious. Relena felt him fumble between her legs, then in one sharp movement, she was in pain, and she could feel him inside of her. He began to thrust deeply inside of her, every movement sending a sharp pain through her. Relena closed her eyes and tried to imagine her happiest memories.
It went on for a long time. Once he was finished, he climbed off of her, then tied her legs to the posts of the bed. He had her several more times. When Relena looked down under her body, she could see blood, her blood, staining the sheets.
"And just so you don't forget, my little princess," he said, then climbed back onto the bed. His hand rested on her back, and she felt a sharp pain. She tried to turn her head and look, and she could see that he had a knife, and was using the knife to write something into her shoulder.
"You are mine, you slut, and if you tell anyone what happened here, I will kill them. I will kill you, and your friends." The pains continued as he carved something out with the knife. Blood began to run down her arms and she could feel it running down her back and pooling in the small of her back. "There. Perfect." he said. As Relena was going to try and lift herself off the bed, a heavy blow came to her head and she blacked out.
When she woke up, it was morning, and her arms and legs were no longer restrained. The room showed evidence of what had happened during the night, and Relena's entire body ached. She wanted to cry, but she felt numb. Slowly, she eased herself up and went into the bathroom. Her skin on her back and arm pulled where the blood had dried during the night. Relena went into her bathroom and turned on the light. The sight of herself in the mirror was too much, and she found tears to cry. She turned around so she could see what he had done to her back. Through the blood, she could see the words 'You belong to me' in jagged, uneven letters. Relena filled her bathtub and sat in the water until it turned ice cold.