97 Don't

*Please be advised, there will be heavily abusive material in this chapter. Read with caution*

Shaking so badly, I don't know what to do, I try to open my phone to dial 911 but I feel something hard and cold press into my back.

"No, no, now. Do anything stupid and I will fucking shoot your dumb, whore ass." Billy says, grabbing my hair in one hand and yanking me hard against him.

Whimpering in fear, I don't know what I should do.

"What are you not even going to say hello to me?" His twisting yank on my head has me crying out in pain. I can smell the cloying scent of his cheap cologne that makes me want to gag.

"No, I'm sorry, Billy. Hello." I quiver in terror, even with the grip he has on my hair. I look side to side with my eyes and notice there's no power in the house.

Damn it! We must be having one of these stupid rolling blackouts! IF there's no power I can't use the pass phrase! Dear god, please help me!

Billy drags me by my hair, up the stairs doing what he does best.

"So, you've just been having fun, whoring yourself out to who ever, while I've been sitting in prison. No thanks to you, bitch. Although, I do admit, you got a nice house here, so you've obviously been getting top dollar for this ass." He tugs me along, commenting whatever he thinks and then throwing me into my bedroom floor, hard.

He comes at me, his dark hair falling across his furious face. I don't know how that I thought he was handsome, but now his decent looks just bring fear and disgust.

"No, Billy it's not what you think.. I worked a job to make my money..." I start to say, covering my head and face with my hands, knowing what's coming. His dark eyes hold that crazy aura in them, that unfeeling, no mercy, and blackened soul, shining through in full force. His eyes grip my heart in their uncaring gaze, squeezing so hard, my lungs have trouble taking in air.

He's practically foaming at the mouth as he stomps towards me and backhands me hard. "SHUT THE FUCK UP! YOU DIRTY SLUT! I'VE BEEN LOCKED UP IN PRISON, IN SOLITARY! BECAUSE OF YOU FOR THE PAST EIGHT FUCKING YEARS! I'M NOT FUCKING STUPID!"

I'm seeing stars, my head spinning from the impact, as I try to push my self up from the floor that I'm now on, but he kicks my side in my dazed state, making me cry out and fall back down.

"AH!" I cry clutching my side as I hit the floor, but immediately cover my head and face again. "Please.. Please.. don't.." I cry, feeling terrified and powerless, trying to crawl away from him.

My hair is ripped as he grabs another handful, "SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU WHORE! I DON'T WANT TO HEAR YOUR SNIVELING. YOU EARNED THE PUNISHMENT YOU'RE ABOUT TO RECIEVE. DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT IS WAS LIKE BEING LOCKED UP IN SOLITARY IN PRISON FOR SO LONG?!"

I gasp and cry out, grabbing my hair that he holds onto, "No! Please don't, Billy! Please!" I try to pull out of his hold, not caring if he was left with a handful of hair.

He throws me against the post of my bed, making me knock my head again. He takes a few steps and picks something up as I clutch my head in agony. He drops a black bag on the ground in front of me. MY black bag.

What the hell... Oh no..

"I took the liberty of going through your stuff. Looks like you maybe missed me more than I thought you would." He sniggers.

"Seems like you still enjoy a good punishment at least. Don't worry, I'm going to make sure you remember what kind of filthy fucking whore you are and who the fuck you belong to."

Suddenly the lights come back on, and things start to turn on to boot up.

Billy shrugs, reaches into the bag and grabs out my flogger. I try to think of what to do.

fuck, fuck, fuck.... he's going to kill me or hurt me beyond recognition... What was the pass phrase? SHIT! I don't remember!

Another wave of terror and helplessness overwhelm me as Billy yanks me onto the bed and pushes my hands in to the restraints on my bed. I fight screaming at the top of my lungs, trying to pull myself out of his grip, but a solid punch to the side of my head has me losing consciousness.

I come to, restrained to the bed by my wrists, as Billy backs off the bed.

FUCK FUCK FUCK NO! I've got to get out of this! He's going to kill me! I'll never see Lance again, I'll never have another morning like I did today with him. I'll never get to hold him close, admire his handsome face, his giving heart or tell him I love him again. No....No...

The heart wrenching sobs that leave me make it hard to breathe. I still try to curl my body up to protect my head and vital organs, even as the flogger starts to descend on my flesh, biting into me with gusto, and start shredding my clothes and bruising my skin.

"AH! PLEASE NO!" I cry and scream, trying to avoid the flogger as he brings it down on my skin with out any mercy.

Billy laughs at me, "THAT'S RIGHT YOU FUCKING WHORE, TAKE YOUR PUNISHMENT LIKE THE FUCKING SLUT BITCH YOU ARE."

Again and again, he brings it down on me, eliciting screams and cries that grow weaker with each blow.

Now, I just cry pitifully, begging for help, for anyone, to help save me.

Please, someone help me!

I need to piss....

That's the bloody pass phrase!

Billy, who's now sporting a pathetic bulge in his pants, starts to unzip his pants. Playing with his pathetic erection, as he whips me some more.

"Hearing you cry like that just now... You remember how to make my fucking cock hard, don't you bitch. I'm going to fuck you, everywhere I want. Use all these little fucking toys you love, in all your holes." He sneers, grabbing my hair and pulling my head back to yell in my face, "BUT I KNOW A WHORE LIKE YOU IS GOING TO JUST LOVE IT!"

"I NEED TO PISS!" I shout loudly. "I need to piss, Billy. Please. I need to piss. Please help me, I need to piss. Billy. Please help, I need to piss." I repeat again and again, as he releases my head, letting my head hang, as I keep repeating the passphrase, like I'm delirious.

He scoffs, but grumbles, "FINE. I don't want you pissing all over me as I fuck that shit anyways." He release me from the restraints and pulls me to the bathroom and pushes me in. "GO piss and then clean your cunt. I want it clean for you to present to me for the rest of your punishment. I don't want no other mans fucking fuck juice to get on my cock, slut." He shouts, letting me go sit on the toilet.

He turns around, not wanting to watch me pee. I quickly and silently stand back up and grab the towel bar off the wall, silently creeping up behind him and swinging with all the might in the world I could muster.

*THWACK*

He goes down, groaning and I jump over his body, running down the stairs when I hear him start to get up.

"YOU FUCKING BITCH!"

A bullet goes flying past me, just as I hit the ground floor, so I run to where I'll be under him, and think quickly, of where to hide.

I move as silently as possible, with haste, and enter the butlers pantry off the kitchen and crawl into one of the lower cabinets, barely fitting inside of it and closing the door.

I hear moments later as I cover my mouth to listen, wishing my heart would shut the fuck up, as Billy starts calling out for me.

"LADYBUG! WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?! LADYBUG! LIRAEL! COME ON YOU FUCKING LITTLE BITCH! YOU THINK YOU CAN RUN FROM ME AND HIDE?! I WILL FIND YOU AND WHEN I DO, IM GOING TO MAKE YOU SUFFER!"

The soft patting of shoes are heard as he walks by calling out for me. I don't breathe as he walks by for fear he'll hear me. He's walked by and I can tell he's now back in the living room.

I just need to stay hidden until the cops arrive. I just need to stay hidden until the cops arrive. I just need to stay hidden until the cops arrive.

I repeat the mantra in my head until I hear Billy cuss.

"FUCK! Looks like your lover boy came back. I guess, I'll just have to shoot him too."

LANCE?! NO! DEAR GOD NO!

I decide in that moment, it doesn't matter if he kills me or not, I can't let Lance get hurt because of me.