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I Fell In Love With My Kidnapper, A Jemi Story Ep.1

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Note to reader: Things arent as the seem. Once you think youre happy,you turn out to be sad. Why is that? i dont have the answer. But, one thing is for sure, life is just and illusion... Demi's P.O.V I lay in my bed, with the light turned off and the window open.The room has a chill from the wind,and the only thing that is keeping me awake is the eyes of my father. The most tempting eyes I've ever seen. He stood at the foot of my bed with a bottle of whiskey in his hand. His eyes glowed from the moonlight as I stared at him. He gave me a smirk as he bgan to move to my side of the bed. I hid under the covers, but it didn't work. Once he stopped by me, he ripped the blanket right off. The sound of his laugh made my body tremble. He put whiskey on my the end of my bed, climbed on top of me. He took my wrists, and pinned them above my head. I was unable to move or fight back. "C'mon, cry for your dad, you know he likes it". His breath was warm on my left cheek, he then took one of his hands and rubbed up my thigh. "Stop, please stop!..." I felt tears falling from my eyes. He laughed once more while he unbuttoned his jeans. His fly was open now, and began to move. The entrance was hurtful and unwanted, but he refused to move away. "Please Stop!" I tried to scream. Of course, no one could hear me. He quept going. The end table started shaking with the bed, making the alcohol fall to the floor and shatter. The smell of whiskey filled the room, causing my nose to sting. It even made my head spin. Adding with the pain. It was just like the other night, except thi time, he felt harder. With us being poor, he can't pick-up prostitutes. So I end up being his slave whenever he is in the "Mood". Half and hour went by and "He" finished with one last push ending with a loud grunt. He stayed in the same position for about a minute before climbing off. "You're good to me" Was the last thing he said before leaving the romm and sshutting the door. I layed there, unable to move. I couldn't call the police because "He" us to be the commander of the police department. He just recently retired, so no one will bellieve me. I waited a few minutes before rolling to my side. But then I heard a voice that echoed through my room. "Don't you just want to run away from this retched hell?" It said. I sat up, and looked around.-------------------------------------------------------------------------­-------------------WOW!this was long!, I THINK! anyways shoudl I continue, or what? PLEASE COMMENT,RATE, SUSCIBE! SHOUDL I CONTINE! 1 COMMENT AT LEAST!

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  • Omgg dis sounds interesting

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