When Love Met Destruction

Sunlight peered through the not fully drawn curtains, awaking me from my peaceful slumber. I sat up and yawned and searched around the room for Andy, only to find it empty. I didn't like the fact that Andy left me alone, out of his protection, and hoped he would return soon.

Ten minutes passed and not a creek of the floorboards nor the sound of voices could be heard. I began to assume everyone had left and decided to pass the time with a much needed shower. I helped myself to one of the towels and all of Andy's body washes and shampoo and what not without a second thought. The shower was so relaxing that I simply stood there under the warm spray of the showerhead in total comfort. For the entire fifteen minutes that I showered, I forgot completely about everything that happened the past day and, really, everything that's happened the past few months. It was nice.

But the second I stepped out I came face to face with reality as those dark menacing eyes locked on my naked body. I screamed out and reached for the towel on the counter, only to have it snatched out of my hands. The shower curtain became a makeshift towel as I frantically covered myself with it.

"Get out!" I screamed.

Chris stepped forward removed the curtain from my shaky hands, exposing me to him once again. He smirked and placed his hands on the small of my back to pull my body up against his. His hands slid down my back, caressing my butt, and lifted me up by my thighs. I instinctively gripped onto his neck, not because I was enjoying the physical contact, but because I was afraid he would drop me. I was actually scared and uncomfortable as he backed up and placed me on the counter. The cold countertop against my bottom sent a chill up my spine and as much as I wanted to jump off and run as fast as I could away from Chris, I couldn't. I was frozen in place with fear.

He growled. "Mmmm, so sexy.." Chris positioned himself in between my legs. My eyes glossed over with tears and my jaw fell with realization as Chris dragged the zipper of his dress pants down.

I finally gained control in my body and desperately tried to crawl away, clawing at his arm when it wrapped around my lower chest, just below my boobs. Silent tears trickled down my cheeks as I prayed Andy would walk in and save me.

"Uh uh uhhh..." Chris tsked, wiggling his pointer finger back and forth as he pulled back into my upright sitting position.

I cried quietly, "P-please...I'm..I'm a virgin!"

The evil glint in his eyes showed that my plea didn't nothing to him. Instead, Chris forced my legs apart with one hand and with the other he took himself out of his pants. I cried harder at the sight of his manhood. And finally, after what seemed like forever but was only a few seconds, Chris forced himself into me. I yelled out in pain and clawed onto his shoulders at the feeling of being ripped in half.

"Stop!" I yelled. "It hurts just please fucking stop!"

Once again Chris ignored my plea and continued to unmercifully pound into me, his hands moving to my hips, most likely bruising the protruding bone. I went limp against him as the agony filling my lower abdomen became too much for my small body to handle. He sucked harshly on my shoulder before he sank his fangs into my neck. I screamed out as Chris drank from me, drinking so much blood that I started feeling light headed. I regretted letting my head fall onto Chris' shoulder when all I could hear were his wretched moans of pleasure as he defiled me, but I was so weak from the pain and the amount of blood he drank that I couldn't keep my head up.

His thrusts grew sloppier the closer his climax neared.

"Fuck, you're so tight.." Chris moaned. I whimpered in reply. His hips jutted forward one last time before I felt he released his seed inside me with a breathy groan. He rode out his high before pulling out of me completely. My body felt like jelly and I would have fallen off the counter if he had caught me and laid me on the floor, laughing at me as he did so.

He towered over me and said, "Thank you for that. I was.. in need of a good fuck." Chris chuckled at himself then left me, crying, on the floor.

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After I was all cried out I pulled myself from the floor using the counter I was raped on. My legs gave out on me the moment I stood up so I was forced to lean all my weight onto it as I went through my normal post shower routine.

Once I was finished I stumbled into Andy's bed, crying as I did so. I had just gotten settled into his bed, my gaze locked on the ceiling, when the door opened. The silent tears turned into full on sobbing when Andy emerged from the hallway, rushing to my side with worry plastered on his face.

He scooped me into his arms and cooed, "Shhh, Scar. Calm down, calm down. It's okay. I'm here.." I held onto his shirt tightly and cried into his chest. "Scarlet, what happened?"

Andy allowed me to finish crying before I answered. "Chris he... He..." I trailed off and bit my lip to prevent the third round of tears.

"He what? What did Chris do to you Scarlett?" Andy seemed worried yet there was this look in his eyes that held anger.

I looked at Andy with glossy eyes and whispered, "He raped me."

Notes

sorry if it's kinda short, i was really distracted!! i was also exhausted while writing this so if there are any substantial mistakes, let me know! I'm going to go back tomorrow and fix all my errors in the previous two chapters & this one.
and, lastly, i apologize if this offends anyone but i did let you all know what to expect in the warnings section in the summary.

p.s. this story will remain in Scarlett's point of view for most of the story so if you ever want Andy's pov or Chris' let me know!

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