A Little Piece Of Heaven
True Colors and Punishment
I can’t believe it’s actually official. It’s exciting. It’s surreal. We had dessert at the Sander’s house then we left. I went with Jace back to his place.
“Why are you so happy?” He asked, taking me to his room. I shrugged. “Spill,” he ordered. I smiled.
“Maybe I have a boyfriend, now…” I told him. He smiled and got up and went to the bathroom to change. “I just don’t think things are going to stay going well for too long. I don’t know what to do to shake it.” I told him.
“Maybe you’re not supposed to shake it. Did you think of that? You’re obviously feeling this way for a reason. Listen to your gut; just don’t let it control you. Okay?” He suggested. I nodded.
“When did you get so wise?” I asked him. He shrugged.
“Since… always.” He mused. I laughed.
“Everything always goes straight to your ego.” I shook my head.
“Give me some love.” He held out his arms. I hugged him and we laid down and settled into a movie.
“You can’t just barge in here, Eric! This is private property. Get out before I have you arrested!” Gwen screeched. I sat up and looked at the door. What the fuck. Jace was up and going downstairs, already.
“Why are you even here? Aren’t you supposed to be out of the country?” Jace asked him. Eric smirked.
“I had a couple of days off. I just want to see my daughter.” He growled.
“You’re not welcome in my home. I’m not sending her with you until you calm down.” Gwen told him. Oh my, God. I slipped on my shoes and grabbed my bag. I hurried downstairs.
“She’s my daughter. She’s mine.” He told her. He saw me coming down the stairs. He walked over to me but Jace got in front of him.
“She hasn’t done anything wrong.” Jace told him. Eric looked doubtful.
“Get out of my way.” He growled.
“Jay, it’s okay. I can handle this. I’ll go with him. It’s fine.” I told him, with a forced smile. Jace moved and that’s when I smelled Eric’s breath. “You’ve been drinking.” I accused.
“Not too much, I’m fine. Let’s go, I’m taking you home.” He grabbed my arm and dragged me out of their house.
“Eric, you shouldn’t be driving. Let me drive. We can come back here for your car later. I drove here. Please, you shouldn’t be driving like this.” I tried to pull my arm out of his grip on their porch.
“Don’t fuck with me right now, Angel. I’m not in the mood.” He growled.
“I’m not, but I don’t have a death wish either. If you want to drive yourself home, that’s fine. I’ll follow behind you in my car. I’m not going to die because you’re grumpy.” I told him. His smirk turned into a snarl.
“So help me God, if you don’t get your pretty, little ass into my car, I will pick you up, throw you on my back, and put you inside, myself.” He threatened, pulling me against him.
“You’re going to do that out here, where everyone can see you?” I asked him. He smirked, again.
“Angel, you learn so fast. You have an hour. If you’re not home, then I don’t care who sees me, I’ll drag you home myself. Do you understand me?” He asked. I nodded. “I expect you to be ready and willing when you get home. I have a little surprise for you.” He smiled and stroked my cheek. “Just a little something I picked up on my trip, just for you.” He added.
“Okay. I have to give Jace my schoolwork, so he can hand it in for me. Okay? Then I’ll be on my way home. Can you call school for me? Just tell them I have food poisoning, or something. I can’t have an unexcused absence if I expect to be valedictorian.” I told him. He nodded.
“You’re so smart, Angel.” He smiled and got into his car. “If you don’t fight me, you might just enjoy it.” He told me before driving off. I sank to the ground after he drove off. Jace came out and held me for a minute. Oh God, what is he planning? I know that he’ll call. He wouldn’t lie about that. I won’t be in school today; chances are I won’t be there tomorrow, either.
“Are you okay? Did he hurt you?” He asked.
“I’m okay. He only grabbed me – it’s not a big deal. I’ll be fine. Look, I’m going to give you my assignments. Can you hand them in for me, please?” I asked him.
“Of course, but I don’t want you to go with him. He’s going to kill you.” He whispered.
“He won’t kill me. He’ll push me around, a little bit, but that’s it.” I assured him. I know he doesn’t believe me. There’s nothing I can say that will make him feel better. “Look, I’m not going to be at school today and chances are, I won’t be there tomorrow, either. Just tell Matt I’m sick, okay? If you don’t hear from me by tomorrow night, call the police. Okay?” I asked him. He nodded.
“Just… be careful. Take care of yourself. You know I worry about you. I can’t lose you, Gel. I love you, too much.” He kissed my temple. I hugged him. He kissed my cheek. I honestly have no idea how today is going to go. Tears fell down my cheeks. I wiped them away. I squeezed him and kissed his cheek. He pulled me into a tighter hug. He leaned down kissed my lips. It was soft and short. I pulled away and looked up at him.
“We— we can’t go there, Jay. I love you, but I’m not willing to risk what we have. You mean too much to me.”
“I know. And I know I shouldn’t have gone there, but if something happens to you, I don’t want there to be a doubt in your mind that I’ll always be here for you. I love you. If he hurts you, he better leave town.” He promised.
“Don’t ruin your life over me. I’ll be fine. I left my stuff in your room. You’ll see it. Tell Gwen I’m sorry about Eric. I’ve gotta go. Be good.” I left before I changed my mind. I got into my car and tried to build up my confidence. I can handle this. It’s nothing that I haven’t dealt with before. I’ve got this.
I was at my house all too soon. I’m not ready for this. Who am I kidding? I’m never ready for it. I moved all of my cash to my car. I left my spare key in the glove compartment. There are almost never any thefts in this neighborhood. It’s well patrolled and a lot of the people who live around us are well-respected and high in power. I left the passenger door unlocked. I left my bag of clothes underneath the driver’s seat. If something happens, I’ve got to have a way to get out. Here’s my way. As long as I can get out of my bedroom window, I’ll be fine.
I took a deep breath and headed inside. The door was unlocked. I closed it and left it that way. I set my phone down in my room. I don’t want anything to happen to it. I went into Eric’s room. He’s lying on his bed. He beckoned me over to him.
“You’re such a good girl. You’re so… obedient.” He smirked. “Come sit with daddy.” He patted the bed. I walked over to him, slowly. He took my hand and pulled me down to him. I complied with everything. If I don’t fight him, things might not get too violent. He loves when I fight. Today, I can see the thirst for blood in his eyes. It worries me. He slipped a hand into my shorts and started toying with my lady-parts. “You’re never wet for me. Why is that?” He murmured against my neck. I didn’t say anything. “Does Matt get you wet? I bet he does. I bet you let him do anything he wants with you.” He growled. He yanked my hair back.
“That’s not true. I haven’t done anything with him. The most we’ve done is kiss. I’ve never let anyone else do anything more. You know that.” I whimpered.
“Oh, I do. How else would you stay so damn tight for me? You save yourself just for me. I love it.” He smirked. He bit my neck. I squealed and squirmed against him. He pressed his lips to my mouth and worked his tongue onto mine. I squeezed my eyes closed and tried to shut it out. I don’t want to be here. The sooner it starts, the sooner it’ll be over. “Do you want to see your presents?” He asked me. I didn’t say anything. “Of course you don’t, but I can’t wait to see you wear them.” He smirked.
He got up and yanked me up with him. He pulled some lingerie off of the wall and handed it to me. That’s weird. That wasn’t there before. It looks brand new. At first glance it looks like a hook for clothes, like if you were setting out clothes for the next day. Somehow, I think he has something else planned for it.
“Put these on.” He told me.
“What happens after I do?” I asked him, quietly.
“Then, I’m going to make you scream.” He grinned. I feel sick to my stomach. He walked over to me and started pulling off my clothes, with an unnatural gentleness. Soon, I was naked, and he looked horny. He pulled me to him and shoved two fingers inside of me. I winced and tried to think of anything else. “If I do this long enough, we both know you’ll get wet.” He kept up his movements for a few minutes before stopping. “I think you’re ready, now.” He beamed. It’s not too late to run. I edged closer to the door. “If you try, you won’t make it out of this house alive.” He growled.
I gulped and stopped in my tracks. He yanked my backwards and pushed me into the wall. I stood my ground. He grabbed me by my hair and pulled me closer to his body. He put the nightie onto me, if you can even call it that. It’s more string and sheer material than anything else.
“You look even better than I imagined.” He licked his lips. I shrunk back. I feel like his prey. He pushed me onto the floor. I didn’t have time to brace myself. My head hit with a loud crack. I winced. I tried to focus on what he was doing. He put panties on me. That’s new. He’s never done that before. He started stroking my lower lips. I can feel his fingertips, they must be crotchless. I knew he was kinky, but damn.
He pulled my arms above my head. I struggled against him. He pulled something from his back pocket. I felt it before I realized what he had done. He handcuffed me. I can’t move, especially when he’s holding me like this. He picked me hung me from the hook. I’m facing the wall. I’ve got to be at least three inches off of the ground. God, this hurts. I can hear him taking off his belt.
“You’re mine. Do you understand that?” He growled. I whimpered but didn’t say anything. “I will not share you with anyone else. You’re getting one for every day I was gone, for every person you stayed the night with, and every time you defied me while I was away.”
“What am I getting?” My voice broke.
“You’re getting whipped, dear. Even angels need to be broken, sometimes.” I heard the first crack before I felt the sting. I cried out. I know this is going to go on for awhile. Hopefully, I’ll get numb, and I won’t be able to feel it after awhile.
Time seemed to crawl by. I lost count how many times I felt the leather across my back. I felt every sting. Each one hurt a little bit more. I wasn’t numb to anything. The pain only intensified. I felt tears leaking down my face, steadily. At first, the hits were steady. Now, he just seems angry. They’re coming faster, and faster. After a minute, I could hear something else. He groaned. I can hear him stroking himself behind me. This is getting him hot. It only made me cry harder.
“Don’t cry, baby. It’s almost over. Have you learned your lesson?” He asked. I didn’t say anything. If I give an inch, it won’t make anything easier. The next cracks landed on my legs, just under my ass. I winced. He kept at it on my legs. I won’t be able to sit for days. I felt something warm splatter on my back. I don’t have to see it to know what it is. There’s no way it’s blood. He actually had the nerve to come on my wounds.
He wrapped his arm around my waist and lifted me off of the hook. I cried out as he turned me around and put me back on the hook, this time facing him.
“Hurting me isn’t going to change anything.” I told him. He smirked. “Beating me will never make me yours. One day, I hope you’ll understand that. But, until then, maybe you’ll take my word for it. You can’t break me.” I yelled at him. He backhanded me. I felt my lip split open. I spit the blood out on the floor.
“Take a look around – you’re already broken.” He laughed. I kicked him in the thigh. He groaned and used his belt to whip my front. I winced.
“You’re nothing.” I told him. He dropped the belt and took off his pants. He backhanded me, again. He leaned into me and punched me in my gut. I started coughing. Shit. He’s strong.
He rolled on a condom and slammed his length inside of me. He gripped my hips with a vice-like grip. I screamed. He didn’t let up. He plowed into me harder and faster. I kept whimpering. He covered my mouth with his hand. My tears soaked his hand. He grinned. His nails tore through my skin.
Please, God, let him finish soon. He picked up speed. I feel so helpless. Everything’s starting to go numb. He moved his hand from my mouth to my throat. No, not this again. I struggled harder before everything went black.
I came to and I was still handcuffed. I tried to get up but Eric pushed me back down. At least he’s clothed, again. He smiled down at me. He tried to cup my cheek but I moved away from him. He head-butted my face and kneed my stomach. I curled into a ball. When will it be over?
“Did you have fun, Angel?” He asked. I didn’t answer.
“I want you to get something out this, this time.” He pulled a gadget out of a bag. It looks like a child’s toy. He flipped a switched and it started vibrated. Oh, shit. I tried to squirm away from him, with little success. “I want to make you come for me, baby. Can you do that?” He asked. I shook my head. He smirked. “You’re going to. I know your body better than you do.”
He squeezed some lubricant into his hand and ran it over my clitoris. I kept trying to move, but he held me in place. He straddled my ankles. I tried to sit up, but I couldn’t move my top half. I looked around and saw that I was handcuffed to his bed-frame. Fuck. He moved his fingers inside of me while his other hand controlled the vibrator. I clamped my mouth shut.
I hate myself for responding to his advances. I hate what he’s doing, but my body says otherwise. I hate it. I cried, silently.
He’s doing his best to stimulate me. I can feel the pressure starting to build. He’s done a lot of things but he’s never tried to give me an orgasm. I can honestly say that I haven’t had one before. I hate that he’s going to be the one to take this from me, too.
He’s moving so gently, and in just the right way. All too soon I lost control of my body and I went rigid. My back arched and I let out a strangled cry. I lost myself in a whirlwind of emotion and pleasure. He let me ride out my high. He uncuffed me and got off of my legs. I can’t bring myself to look at him.
“How was it?” He asked me, pulling me to him. I didn’t respond.
“Start using that tongue, or I’ll put it to use, elsewhere.” He threatened.
“Awful.” I told him. He laughed.
“I do something nice for you, and you can’t even appreciate it. Is that how it is? How do you want me? To be gentle or just take it?” He asked.
“You just take what you want from me, anyway. Don’t act like you give me a choice.” I told him. He smirked.
“That’s true.” He agreed. He rolled on another rubber. I scrambled off of the bed, trying my best to push myself as fast as possible. “I love to chase.” He laughed. I can hear him behind me. I made it outside his room and just past the hall. I hesitated for a second and that was my downfall. He shoved me into the dining room table. I crumpled to the floor. I tried and failed to push myself up. My wrists are too weak.
He picked me up and bent me over the table. I sobbed, uncontrollably.
“Make no mistake; I’m far from done with you.” He pushed himself inside of me. I cried out. He thrust in and out without mercy. Even after I felt like I couldn’t take anymore, he didn’t stop. He wouldn’t give up.
After what felt like hours, I felt his penis swell and spasm. He emptied his tainted seed inside of me. He pulled out of me and sat me on top of the table. He watched me for a minute, before pulling off the condom and disposing of it. He grabbed my hair and pulled me to the floor. He shoved his manhood in my face. I turned my face and looked away.
“You better wrap your sweet lips around it, Angel, or I’m going to find a new place to stick it.” He warned. I muffled a cry. “Just get it clean, Angel. You don’t have to do anything else.” He told me. I nodded and did what I was told. I took him in my mouth and tried my best to get him clean as quickly as I could. “Is there any part of you that doesn’t feel good?” He groaned. He locked his hands behind my head and buried his length deep inside my throat. I gagged. It’s hard to breathe. He kept thrusting deeper and deeper. He finished sooner than I expected. He pulled out and I spit his jizz on the floor. He can clean up the mess.
I tried to get up, but failed. He lifted me to my feet, gently. I can barely walk. I’m so sore, it’s ridiculous. He walked me to my room and helped me into the bathroom. He took off my clothes and set me in the shower. I enjoyed the hot water. It feels good cascading across my welts. He shed his clothes and came in to hold me up.
“I love you.” He whispered, kissing my temple. I laughed. It was hoarse and hysterical. He growled and twisted my wrist back behind me. I heard it pop. “There’s nothing funny about this.”
“How can you do this to someone you ‘love’?” I asked him. He remained silent.
“This is the only way I know how to love, Angel. This is how my father treated my mother. I don’t know anyway else to show it.”
“You didn’t treat my mother this way.” I argued.
“I never loved her. I love you. She was someone to keep me company. I was lonely. I was never infatuated with her. I’m infatuated with you.” He whispered.
“Love isn’t supposed to be selfish.” I told him, crying.
“Do you want me to change?” He asked me. I nodded. At that moment, he looked so child-like and filled with innocence. “I’ll try.” He promised.
“I don’t believe you. You can’t change. I’m not getting my hopes up. No matter how much you hurt me, I’ll never be yours.” I told him. He washed me and himself. He dried us both off and he put me in a sleeping shirt and a pair of panties. He carried me to my bed and tucked me in.
“I’m going to get you some Vicodin. I’ll be right back.” He left. I sobbed into my pillow. It hurts to move. It feels like he broke my left wrist. I’m in no condition to leave. Tomorrow, I’ll try. He came back with the pills and a cup of water. He fed me the pills and the water. I took them and waited for the numb feeling. He kissed my forehead and left the room. I got up and locked my door. I laid back down and dialed Jace.
“Gel?” He asked.
“I’m alive, Jay. You don’t have to worry about me.” I told him.
“How bad is it?” He asked.
“You don’t want to know. Look, I took something for the pain. I’m going to bed. I’ll text you in the morning and let you know how I’m doing.” I promised.
“I love you.”
“Yeah, love you, too. I gotta go.” I hung up and started to cry myself to sleep.
SO, intense chapter. More will coming soon. I'll be in California on vacation next week, so I'll try my best to update as much as I can this week. If I'm feeling ambitious, there may be another chapter up later tonight.