Shattered Page 7
Tyler has just arranged a fucking gang bang with me and his friends. I tune back in to what Tyler is saying. I want to know as much as I can before tonight.
“Don’t worry, fucker, I’ll have her ready. I don’t think she will put up much of a fight once I’m done with her. Don’t worry so much. Once you get there the party will begin. We have all night with this bitch.”
He doesn’t say bye, just hangs up. He puts his arm back around my shoulder and says, “You know, Rain, I never knew you would be into this. You really should have told me you like more than one guy at a time. If I had known, I never would have had to work. Now, I’m thinking I could retire early. A lot of the guys want a shot at you.”
“Tyler, what about Genesis? I’ll do whatever you want, just call and tell them to let her go, please. I won’t fight. I’ll do anything. Please, Tyler, just let her go.”
He pulls his phone back out and dials. This is what I hear,
“Yeah, it’s me. Let the little bitch go.”
“Oh, really, was she any good?”
“Well, I didn’t tell you to do that. I told you to hold her. She was mine. Now it’s best if you leave town. I’m gonna sell you out to save my own ass, you dumb fuck. You took what was mine to take, maybe next time you will listen. Her uncle and brothers will be looking for you soon.”
Oh my God, Genesis. I feel like I’m going to be sick. This is all my fault. What have they done to my baby? I stop in my tracks, look toward Tyler. Tears are coming down my face and I can’t control them. He has a shit-eating grin on his stupid face.
“What did he do to her, Tyler?”
“You don’t worry about what happen to the little whore in training. You don’t have time to worry about her. What you are to worry about is getting your ass home, getting it cleaned up, and getting ready for your fucking coming out party. Now move your fucking ass.”
I walk into the apartment and wish I was still in the hospital. It is a fucking mess. There are beer bottles, used condoms, dirty clothes, food, and food wrappers everywhere. Tyler walked me to the apartment then got in his truck and left. He told me he would be back in an hour and the apartment better be ready for tonight.
So I have an hour to get this shit clean. I find me a play list, I always clean better when I have music. I can clean and clear my head. I know what is coming. Tyler told me in detail what was going to happen. I could leave right now. He isn’t around and he left me alone, but if I left would he go after Gen again? Would she be safe? It’s not a risk I can take.
Riders on the storm by the doors comes on. I love the beat to this song. I want to get lost in the music but I have work to do. I don’t want to do anything to make tonight any worse.
I’m finishing the kitchen when the home phone rings. No one ever calls other than Tyler. I run to the phone, turning the music down on the way.
“Hello,” I say. For a minute there is only silence. Then I hear the smallest voice. It’s so quiet I have to cover my ear to hear.
“Mom, please leave. Dad is a bad man. His friends are meaner. Please, Mom, I’m sorry I have been so mean to you. You were right about dad. I’m so sorry. Please come home to me, Mom.”
My daughter’s tears destroy me. “Genesis, baby, I’m going to make sure that he never hurts you again. Are you ok, baby? What did those monsters do to you?”
“No, Mom, just stop. You have to leave. I’ll be fine if you are with me. I don’t want him to hurt you anymore. Stop trying to save us and save yourself, Mom, please.”
There is anger in her voice now. The apartment door opens and Tyler stands there looking at me. Into the phone, I say quietly,
“Gen, baby, everything will be ok. Stay close to the boys and your uncle as well as Liam. I’ll be fine, baby. Don’t call this number anymore, ok? I love you. Never forget that. Tell your brothers that you guys were the best things that ever happened to me. I love you guys with all my heart. Stay away from me, baby. It will keep you safer if you do. Don’t forget that I love you, baby.”
When I hang up the phone, I have to take a minute. My chest hurts bad. I know she is in pain but if I go to her, Tyler will hurt her more. This is killing me. I have said goodbye to my kids, now, it’s time to say goodbye to life. I can’t deal anymore.
I wipe the tears from my face and turn to face Tyler. He is closer to me now; as in right behind me. My face goes hard when I meet his eyes. Fuck him. I won’t give him my fear anymore.
“Was that one of your boyfriends? Are they ready to charge in and save the day?”
“No, asshole, it wasn’t one of my boyfriends. It was Genesis. I was saying goodbye.”
I push past him but he grabs my arm stopping me in my tracks.
“Who do you think you are talking to? Where is the fucking respect? You know what, don’t answer that. What kinda respect do you get from a whore? I should have listened to everyone when they told me you were a whore. I’m surprised you haven’t given me something.”
I’m sick of this shit. So I do something I have never done: I go head to head with Tyler.
“Me give you something?” I jerk my arm from his hold and finish signing my death certificate.
“You dumb fuck, you call me a whore. I have been faithful to your stupid ass the whole time we have been together. Never, not once, I have I stepped out on you. I sat back and watched you bring whores in my house and take them to my bed while I slept on the sofa. I have been here to hear the moans and screams of all the simple bitches you bring in here. And you call me a whore. You call me worthless. You say I’m not shit. Have you looked in a fucking mirror?”
At this point I’m shaking, and I’m crying but I can’t stop. The words just pour out. Years and years of build up all at once.
“I have taken your beatings, I have had sex with you. I have dealt with the rapes and the names, I allowed my kids to leave to keep them safe from you. All these years, Tyler, you don’t fucking love me. Why not just let me go? Stop threating my kids, let me be free, Tyler. We lost our love a long time ago. Why can’t you just let me the fuck go? I’ll stay out of your life and you stay out of mine.”
Before I know it, Tyler has me against the wall. I knew it was coming. I’m really surprised it took as long as it did.
“Do you really want to know why I keep you? Why don’t I let you go? Fine, I’ll tell you. I don’t want you to be happy. You ruined my fucking life, Rain. I had a whole life ahead of me, and you got pregnant. I could be rich. They wanted me to play pro ball.”
When he says that, he slams me against the wall again, making me lose my breath.
“If I let you go, you run right to the man you have loved your whole life. You get your happily ever fucking after. But me, my life ended the day I stuck my dick in you. You will never be free of me. I’ll do whatever the hell I want and you will be a good little bitch and do as I say.”
“The hell I will, Tyler. I’m tired. I’m tired of it all. Two choices Tyler, you kill me now or you let me the fuck go.”
We stare at each other like we are having a war and we will see who will strike first. Turns out he does. I don’t even see his fist coming. His fist slams into the side of my face, my eyes water, and I taste blood but I face him again.
“Isn’t this sweet? You think you can take me on? Well let’s see what you got.”
Tyler backs up and lets me get off the wall. I’m not crazy enough to think I can take him but if I can stay away from his fist long enough to make it to the door, I can get away. He pushes my shoulder.
“Come on, big bad Rainy. Let’s see your balls.”
So much for getting away. I just start swinging. My fists connect to his face but I doubt they do any damage. Tyler grabs me around the waist and throws me to the floor. My breath is knocked out of me again. He straddles me but I keep fighting. I don’t know why I’m fighting when I know that I will lose.
“Fight me, Rain. You know I love it when you fight me.”
He rubs his dick against my leg.
Tyler pulls his work knife from his pocket and cuts my shirt open.
“NO, Tyler, don’t. I’m sorry. Please don’t hurt me. I try to push his arms to get him away from me. My arm his the blade. I know it’s sharp. He makes sure of that every day.”
“You’re right, Rain. I don’t love you. I never have. I always knew that Liam wanted you. That’s why I went after you to begin with.”
I don’t know why but when he says that all the fight leaves me. Back when we first talking, Tyler told me that Liam wasn’t into me. He said he could see the love I had for Liam and he wanted to help me with that because HE was the one that loved me. He said Liam would never love me the way he did. In a way, he was right.
Tyler runs the knife from my collar bone to my belly button. He says, “I want everyone to know what a dirty, life-ruining whore you really are. But first I want you to feel the pain you have caused me.”
He punches me in the face again. Then in my ribs. After about the fourth hit, I feel his cock. He doesn’t push in easy, he just slams his cock in me. I almost wish that he would just beat me. When he fucks me is the worst. Not just the pain, but knowing that I have him inside me, makes me want to die right then. Whenever things get this bad, the only thing that helps black out the pain is what I call my prayer. I know it’s everyone’s prayer, but I just say it over and over until I black out or can’t feel the pain anymore.
Our Father, who art in heaven,
Hallowed be thy name.
Thy kingdom come,
Thy will be done,
On earth as it is in heaven
Give us this day our daily bread
And forgive us our trespasses,
Tyler punches me in the ribs again. I feel him moving inside me but I have lost all my fight. I keep on with my prayer.
As we forgive those who trespass
Against us
And lead us not into temptation
But deliver us from evil
For thine is the kingdom
The power and the glory
Forever and ever
Amen.
Tyler finishes inside me. His grunts and moans make me sick. I’m on the edge of blacking out. Tyler pulls out of me and says, “Now for the real lesson, bitch. You are lucky to have someone like me inside you. Before the day is over, you will be filled.” He does this one two punch on my face like you would see in the movies and it makes me see stars. Before I lose all sense of the world, I feel the worst pain in my stomach but the pain is too much and I black out.
***
I wake in darkness. I’m laying on the kitchen floor. My shirt is gone and I’m wet. Maybe he pissed on me again or, shit, maybe I pissed on myself. That has happened before. I pull myself up using the counter and pains just shot all through my body. I put my hand on my stomach and it burns. What the hell did he do to me? I walk out of the kitchen to go to the bathroom. I have to go through the living room. I see Tyler on the sofa and some girl is sucking his dick. The three friends he called are there as well. When Tyler sees me he says,
“Go get cleaned up, you have people waiting for you.”
Tyler says this while some girl is deep throating him. And he calls me the whore. I can’t really think about that right now. I feel too much pain. Tyler really did a number on me. I don’t know if I will live through the night with all the pain plus what his worthless friends have planned to do to me tonight.
I walk to the bathroom and start cleaning myself up. I don’t take my clothes off. I clean my face and arms and my legs. I don’t want to take my clothes off until I’m ready to change, in case one of his friends decide they want to start the party early.
It isn’t one of the guys that end up at the bathroom door, though. Instead it’s one of the chicks that was sitting with Tyler. This is the girl that was sucking his dick. She walks in the bathroom and pushes me out of the way, so that she can stand in front of the mirror. This bitch grabs my toothbrush and starts to brush her teeth. That’s not really what bothers me. What bothers me is what she says when she is done.
She places my toothbrush back in the holder but doesn’t turn from the mirror. I meet her eyes and that is when she decides to start running her cock sucker. Like she was waiting for me to look at her.
“You know you could just leave right? It’s not like Tyler wants you. Shit, it’s not like he loves you. I have my man covered. You can leave now.”
If only this bitch knew. Fucking bleach blonde big-titty cock sucking whore should really get a clue. So I give her one.
“Honey, if you want him, please have him. I have been trying to leave for years. Why don’t you go out there and ask ‘your man’ why he won’t let me go. You think you want him.” I try and do Tyler’s smirk. I don’t think I do it as good as he does. “You think you want him, but honey, I have seen too many of your kind coming and going. You think you are special because he let you swallow his fucking babies. Let me tell you something, baby girl. I have swallowed many of his babies. Shit, I even had five of them, and I still ain’t fucking special. You swallow his load and think he is going to fall at his feet and love you for forever and always? Stop being stupid. Tyler Childs will fall at no one’s feet. It will be the other way around. When he is done with you, you will be just like me. Broken and alone. The beautiful happy girl you were before, will be gone, never to be seen again.”
I can’t help but laugh. This chick thinks he loves her or some shit.
“How long have you known Tyler?” I ask her. “A few days, maybe a week? I have known that man almost my whole life. You are a fucking play thing. If you want him, have at him, baby girl. It may save me from some hospital visits, but if you knew what was good for you, you would put your fucking clothes on and get as far away from Tyler Childs as you can as fast as you can.”
I don’t know what has gotten into me, but I can’t stop. I keep ranting at her. When we first started talking, she had a look on her face telling she was better than me. Now her mouth has gone slack and she is looking at me like I’m crazy. Shit maybe I am but fuck it. She wants him, I’m going to let her know what it is she is really asking for.
“Did he tell you I just got out of the hospital? He put me there. And if you stay with him thinking he loves you, you will end up just like me. How do you feel about being a sister wife, huh? Please stay if you want, I would love to share the beatings.
Now if you are done I need to finish getting cleaned up. My loving husband has asked his friends over to fuck me like a good little whore, while he sits on the sofa with two random chicks and they take turns seeing who can get him off the fastest.”
I push her out of my way and remove my shirt. I don’t really care that she is watching. I’ll be completely naked in front of her very soon, maybe the blood and bruises will make her see that it’s not the game she wants to fucking play.
I hear her gasp, I look at her face in the mirror but she isn’t looking at me, she is looking at my stomach. I look down. My stomach is covered in blood. It looks like he carved something on it. I get the rag and start cleaning. The pain is horrible. It almost feels like my heart is in my stomach. It’s pounding. Once I get it cleaned I see the words, “dirty whore.” It’s deep and the bleeding hasn’t stopped. It’s going to scar. I will have the words “dirty whore” on my stomach for what’s left of my life.
I look back in the mirror and the bleach blonde is still standing there. “Are you sure this is what you want your life to become?” I ask her.
She shakes her head. She has her hand over her mouth. It looks like she has tears in her eyes.
Holding her stare in the mirror I say, “Don’t cry for me. Don’t cry, run.”
I turn away from her and start the shower. I’d close the door but Tyler took it off the hinges. He said he wasn’t going to give me a place to hide.
I step into the shower and it’s like my whole body is on fire. Everywhe
re the water hits on my body pain sends piercing pains all through my body. I don’t think there was a place he didn’t beat on this last time. I haven’t even been out of the hospital a whole day yet and already I feel like I have been home for days while Tyler beats on me. I still have to deal with what’s about to go on in the living room.
Speaking of which, I need to hurry. I don’t want Tyler to come in here because I’m taking too long. I also don’t want him to send one of his loser friends to do it. I take a minute to try and figure out if there is a way I can get out of this. But so far I don’t see a way out. This is the life I have chosen to live.
I think about my kids. I wonder if Genesis is ok. All I really want to do is go to her, but I know that Tyler will just make things worse for her. There is no telling what they did to her when they had her. I could have kept that from happening if I had just gone straight home. She would be ok, right. He wouldn’t have had his buddies to take her and do whatever they did. I have to find a way to see her.
Tyler yells for me to, “hurry my ass up, I got dicks to suck.” I think about what my chances are of biting one of those dicks off. Would I have time to get away, or would one of the others grab me? Rick and Shady are mean fuckers. They beat women for a fucking living, I think. They never go against men, though, and that makes them pussies in my eyes. Vegas, on the other hand, he is a lot worse than the other two. He will beat and rape anyone. Men, women, children, old ladies. It’s all the same to him. I know that tonight will not end well for me, if it was just Rick and Shady I wouldn’t be wondering if I am going to live through the night. But when you add Vegas to the mix, it’s a toss-up. Vegas is 6’5”, his body is built and covered in tattoos. He has dark brown hair that falls past his shoulders and hazel eyes. If he wasn’t the woman beating rapist that he is, he would be cute.