Chapter.114*Forced And Left Alone*

There were piles of bodies, one I could recognize was.

"Ava!" I mumbled under my breath in so much fear and shock.

"Where is Henry's body?" he itched his scalp, trying to locate him.

He then continued to dig some more places and more bodies showed up.

I was left frozen at my spot with so much anxiety that I couldn't even move. I couldn't even cry because I was afraid of making any noise.

He had killed everyone; every single person was dead.

Mrs. Brown!

Evan!

Henry!

Ava!

And even Priscilla's body was in one of the Graves, all rotten.

Once he had pulled the bodies to the side, he began to dig even deeper grave. So he was afraid that the rain and storm will pull out bodies and he might get caught.

I was such a fool for believing him and not Ava. I should have known he was dangerous when he played all those games with me from the start.

I should head back home, grab my son and leave! I thought.

As I stepped back, I accidentally cut my food with a branch, which made me to trip and fall down.

It all happened so abruptly that I was now exposed to Desmond. When I raised my face, our eyes met from afar.

He looked lost to see me. I've made a biggest mistake of my life.

We were both frozen until I got up and started sprinting away from him. I knew he was coming after me, I could hear his grunts and his voice.

"AYLEEN! STOP! LET ME EXPLAIN." He kept coming after me in rush whilst I was tripping but keep going.

Once I have reached the road, I felt a pair of strong arms being wrapped around me waist and lifted me up in the air.

"HELP!!" I shouted but I knew no one would be able to hear my voice plus the lightning and thunderbolts were not helping anymore.

"I had to hide the bodies, you are not understanding." He was constantly mumbling from behind me while resisting my every attempt of getting away from him.

"LET ME GO!" I tried to fight but he was stronger than me, so his grip over my waist was very tight.

"AYLEEN, PLEASE DON'T DO THIS TO ME." He was screaming at the top of his lungs as well. I didn't care what excuse he gives me, I had to run away from him and call the cops.

He was too dangerous to stay around with and sadly, I figured it out late. I even decided to stay back with him and tell him everything my sister told me but only to find out that she was right about him.

He started pulling me towards the woods to probably kill or take me back to the mansion. I haven't stopped fighting this entire time, but due to him lifting me up, I could hardly fight back anymore.

Thankfully, the rain got worse and a tree branch broke down and landed on us. It was big enough to knock us down, once I was free, I got up and dashed away from Desmond while it took him a while to be on his feet.

The branch didn't hurt me but it probably did injure Desmond a bit which gave me enough time to get away from him.

I had hit the road once again and this time, I couldn't see Desmond behind me. I have left him far behind and my only goal was to make it to the mansion before him, call the cops and hide away with my son before they arrive.

But it wasn't going to be that easy for me. Once I found myself running away like a crazy person, I tripped and fell onto the road, hitting my head.

I wish I hadn't been so careless; I might have made it back to the mansion in time. Now I was on the road with a bloody forehead and my son was all alone in the mansion.

The worst part was when I decided to get up but realized I was passing out and soon the darkness consumed me.

I was forced into a room where he shoved me in the bed and pointed his finger at me to remain silent.

“What are you doing?” I tried to yell but he was quicker than me in locking the door and keeping me inside. I got up on my feet but he had turned around to pin me down.

“LET ME GO!” I shouted, trying to get him off me.

“You thought you could waste so much of my time and then run away from me?” His voice gave me a feeling of revulsion; he was on top of me while I was screaming at the top of my lungs for someone to hear me.

He didn’t even care how much I was crying; he had already made his way inside me. The first thrust in and my lips yelled a loud scream of hate and disgust.

“Ahh!” he moaned as he kept putting his d*** inside me and pulling it out. I felt his one hand grabbing my b*** and then trying to rip open my clothes so that he could get a glance of my naked body. I have never felt so disgusting before, his touch was something that was going to terrorize me for life time, I knew that much.

“You wh****, I know women like you very well. You love to tease men, you love to excite them and then when they show care, you try to act hard to get.” As he was f****** me against my will, he was dehumanizing me, assassinating my character.

I was already feeling shit*y but he made sure that I remember every single second of this moment, this disgusting moment.

“You like it rough, don’t you?” he whispered in my ear and turned me around by force, once I started struggling, I felt him twirling my body to him and slapping me across my face with full force.

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I then opened my eyes at found my body on the cold floor. My head was hurting and streams of tears were still fresh on my cheeks, I must be crying in my sleep.

I tried to get up but my legs felt weak, I looked down and found so many bruises not only on all around my body but between my legs.

“NOO!” I cried in a rough voice, he ra*** me.

“I thought you understood me, I thought you cared!” I yelled at the top of my lungs. My heart was feeling this pain that I knew there was no way I could ever heal from this point. It was then I realized something even terrifying.

“Roy!” my dry lips uttered and I managed to drag myself to the door, banging against it very weakly.

“Please open the do---or,” my voice could hardly be heard, it was this rough. I remember hearing my son crying when this animal that I trusted was ra**** me.

“Ple----ase, someb---ody check up on my baby,” I tried yelling but my cries were louder than any other noise I could make.