(Sorry it's taken me so long, I finally got a job! Hopefully I can finish it up quickly. Thank you all for the positive reviews! Just as a reminder…this isn't going to be a happy ending.)
Minutes, hours, days…she wasn't sure how long she'd laid there, barely breathing. Her tears had finally dried on her cheeks; she absolutely refused to allow him to see her break down. She was stronger than that after all. Deep down she hoped that now that he'd gotten what he wanted...now that he had robbed her of the one thing she could never get back that he would leave her alone. Her head was spinning and her clothes were in shreds, covered in blood, and scattered around her room.
That was the good news, however. From head to toe she was covered in shallow and deep lacerations. His glove had dug into her tanned flesh as he reached for leverage and the pain was unbearable. Her sheets, chest, thighs and face were bloody, broken and torn. She'd been used and thrown away like a cheap hooker, and he was now getting redressed and cleaning his blades in her bathroom sink.
Now was her opportunity, if only she wasn't so weak. He'd counted on her being weak. Her blood loss was substantial but she had one thing he wasn't counting on: will to survive. She didn't have the time to look for the key, she had to so use the sound of the water as her cover. Peeling herself off her sheets, she slowly stood and tiptoed to the door. She gritted her teeth and threw her weight against the door, desperate to hold back the tears that were responding to the searing pain. The lock finally gave way and with one last look over her shoulder she slipped out of her bedroom and started down the stairs.
It was a slow, agonizing process as blood pooled at her feet and dropped with every step she took. Every muscle in her body rebelled against any type of movement; but her life depended on it. Somehow, finally, she made it to the bottom. She was free. He was still upstairs, preoccupied, and she was at the front door: freedom. All she had to do was open the door. The fresh air would flood her senses and wake her up from this nightmare. All she had to do was open the door and wake up…