Chapter 25 CHAPTER 25
I take too long washing my hands, maybe because of the quiet, or maybe something in my brain wanted me to delay what was coming.
What it is, I couldn't tell in the moment, my hands just felt dirtier than usual.
“You have really nice breasts.”
“Stop saying shocking things like that, Kane. We're not there yet and anyone can literally walk in right now.”
“Not without getting a nice punch in their wyes. But that's by the way. We're not where yet?” He smirked, lifting off the wall and taking one step toward me. “And when are we going to be at this proverbial step Sera?”
“Maybe in college or –”
The words cut off in my mouth when he hugs me tightly to his chest.
“You feel so cold, a contrast to my warmth and I know inside of you is just going to be as magical.”
“Kane.”
“Okay, okay, no touching, I hear you, baby. I'm sorry for being a naughty boy.”
I take in a deep breath of relief.
It only lasts a few seconds.
He twirls me around, our bodies facing each other and he seductively pushed lose strands of hair behind my ear.
I didn't know that act could be sexual and even though it didn't do anything for me because I didn't feel safe, it looked hot.
“I want to devour you baby, but you say I can't. Can I kiss you though? I promise to control myself.”
He's been kissing me without asking for permission all this time, so I felt elated, nodding my head enthusiastically.
He doesn't hesitate, he lunges for my lips and I immediately regret my decision.
He's not just kissing my lips, he's devouring them, and if he had any control, his hands gripping my ass told me it's flown out of the small window by my left.
Then, as if it's not already too much, he bends down and pressed my lower body to his and I feel his hard on.
He doesn't stop there, he began moving it around, massaging himself with… me.
And suddenly, I'm no longer in the Hamptons restroom.
I'm back to Ridgeway, back in the small town where I was raised, nearly away from civilisation.
I'm back to one of my Mother's episodes, a memory I've successfully buried so deep it almost didn't happen.
Almost.
It's no longer Kane’s hands crossing boundaries, it's Jim’s.
The neighbour’s gardener that Mom brought home.
That has been looking at me for way too long.
That has tried to get me alone on many occasions but I always manage to run away.
Well, this time, he was in the place I always run to, and Mom was passed out on the couch after satisfying him.
Yes, I heard all the sounds.
But then, it seemed she was the one that was satisfied as he made his way to my bedroom and…
I screamed, pushing Kane back violently, fighting the memories of what happened next.
Of Jim's hands clawing at my dress and panties and my eyes having to see his weird coloured penis and I screamed but Mom was too far gone and no one cared to check because who wants to get involved with our messy life?
As Jim's hands reached for my underwear, so did Kane’s.
I don't let Jim go that far though, my hand touched the baseball bat I always keep close to my bed.
And I flung.
Hard.
Blood and screams sent me back to the present and Kane was still going.
My screams were muffled by his kiss and he was already past my panties and was going all the way in.
Then he stopped kissing me but he slammed his palm on my mouth, pressing my head to the mirror and shutting my mouth up
“Oh you little slut, you're wet for me. You're enjoying this aren't you?”
I tried shaking my head, my hand hitting his chest and struggling but he's made of bricks and too strong for me.
“Girls like you love being told what to do, what to take and how to take it. Be grateful I'm offering myself for your enjoyment. Goddess knows you need, you're so stiff and sad all the time.”
He forcefully turned me around again and covered my lips again, the scream barely able to escape before he pushed it back in.
Then he raised my gown.
I made it so easy for him by wearing this gown.
My head felt like it would split in two with all the internal screaming I was doing.
It's what helped me not think, not process what exactly was happening. I just kept screaming into his hand, kept struggling, kept trying to bite his palms and elbowing his chest.
Everything was useless.
“Except you're enjoying struggling as well, you really should calm down Sera. No one is coming to save you. Enjoy it while you can, every girl I've fucked has had good reviews to give. You'll be no different but you must calm down and stop stressing the fuck out of me.”
Our eyes met in the mirror, mine begging and his hostile.
None budging on their position.
Then he pushed my panties down and bent me forward.
That's when I stopped screaming and I stopped responding.
If anything, he's right.
No one is coming to save me.
It's what I deserve for being such a greedy, stupid girl.
My virginity taken in some toilet in the city while the world goes on.
I remembered Naomi's warnings and all my gut instincts that I ignored and my guilt worsened as he unbuckled his jeans.
My tears coat his fingers and cross to my lips.
He finally gets it out and it looks just as weird as Jim's penis.
Ugly, as if tired of the horrors it's used to perpetrate.
And he bends down.
A loud crashing sound made me try to look but he held me down.
“Get out!” He made that growling sound again, “We're busy here!”
But footsteps keep coming and the last person I expect to see is here, saving my ass again.
“Enjoy your last breaths, bastard!” Mr Valkori growl as he pulled off Kane from my body and a horror I could never imagine in my life unfolded before me.