I tried to endure the pain and stop myself from screaming or crying. My head, back and eyes hurt.
"That woman you see there gave birth to me, she made this monster, only to turn her back on me later on."
I picked up the pictures, each one of them characterising distinct features of the girl or Malcolm.
She is his mother but how? she looks so young and he killed her. He murdered his own mother. She was a matter for another day. Right now, I had to find a way to calm Malcolm down.
"I did not betray you Malcolm, I promise, it was a mista...." Before I could finish my sentence, Malcolm sent an object which I didn't have the time to identify, flying across the room with a loud noise. 
"Will you stop saying that word Mia? You didn't commit a mistake, it was a crime that you committed."
"I know and I'm really sorry, please just stop acting this way. You're scaring me," 
Malcolm was getting worse every minute. He harshly pulled on the buttons of his shirt while he groaned. sweat caressed his creased forehead and the veins of his arms kept bulging.
What was wrong with him? 
I stood up from the bed and took his face in my hands. "Please, calm down," I whispered but he shoved me to the side instead.
"Why did you do it? Just why?!" He yelled. 
"Malcolm..." My words were cut short when Malcolm grabbed hold of me again. 
"Malcolm, you're hurting me," I cried as his hold on my arms tightened. He was going to crush my bones at this point.
"What has gotten into you? Let's talk this out please," I begged but he pushed me unto the bed. 
"How dare you tell me what to do with that filthy mouth? You are nothing but a filthy whore and I despise you for it." He spat unto my face before returning to pacing around again.
I couldn't take it anymore. He was hurting me both physically and emotionally. With my hair all tattered, I went for the door but Malcolm pulled me before I could even reach the knob. Panic gripped my heart when he pulled my hair once more only to shove me unto his bed. 
"Coward, a fucking coward just like Natalie said. Where did you think you were running to? You cannot escape your punishment Mia because you deserve it for what you did." He pulled down my body which had crawled up away from him.
Malcolm had completely disappeared and all that was left was a monster.
"Ple..." My face stung when his palm landed on my cheek. I never imagined that a day like this would ever be. 
"I said stop trying to run!" He yelled when I tried to crawl away from him. 
"Why didn't you run when that dead asshole tried to touch you, huh? You didn't, why? Because you are a shameless slut." His hands landed on my face again causing me a cut on the lip. I felt the taste of iron at the back of my throat.
"Please don't do this," I begged as Malcolm pulled off his belt, pulled me back down to him again and gave me another tight slap the impact causing me to cough dryly. 
"Malcolm please, stop, I can't take it anymore," 
"You can and you will take it because you deserve it." He turned me to my side and pulled both my hands behind me before tieing them together with his belt. 
"Don't do this, I beg of you." Malcolm ignored my pleas and held up my chin. "You forgot who you belonged to and now I'm going to show you how a whore like you is punished." Malcolm shoved my face unto the mattress and pulled me down to him.
"Malcolm please stop," I cried as nails scratched my skin. He was tearing up my clothes. After my lower body was bare of any clothes, he slapped my ass hard causing me to squeal.
Why was no one coming to my aid? Why was no one coming to save me from this monster? 
"Please don't," I cried when Malcolm pulled down his pants. 
"You belong to me. I own you and I am the only one who has the right to touch, fuck and punish you because you are mine." His hoarse and dark voice pierced through my ears as I tried to wriggle free.
As suddenly as it all started, Malcolm plunged himself into me harshly, his hand moving to wrap around my hair and pull my head back.
"Say that you've learnt your lesson and that no one will ever touch what's mine," I groaned as he thrusted in and out of me harshly ignoring my cracked sobs and pleas. 
"No one is allowed to touch me, it won't happen again, please stop."
He pulled me closer, plunging deeper into me and landing a tight, painful slap in between my thighs. 
"Look at you, crying and begging for me to stop when you didn't hesitate to give yourself to another man." 
The more I cried, the more he increased his pace and the more it hurt. My head hurts, my eyes hurts, my vagina hurts, my whole body hurts, everywhere hurts and it didn't matter to him. He wanted to assert control and he did, rendering me helpless, worthless and completely lost and broken.













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