Page 67 of All My Broken Pieces

Pulling harder, I grow desperate in my need to get away. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I snap, gulping around the fear crawling up my throat.

“Yes, you do. You led me on, acting all interested and then ghosting me.Aftergiving me a serious case of blue balls.” His earlier levity has disappeared, gone is the friendly, easy going guy I thought he was, replaced by the monster lurking beneath the surface.

He’s just like the rest of them.

Tears prick at my eyes as I continue to struggle against his hold. My attempts only serve to anger him. Twisting my wrist behind my back, he forces me to turn around, his free hand shoving up my skirt. “This could have been enjoyable for both of us.” He growls, shoving my underwear down my thighs.

I whimper, trying and failing to escape his touch. “D-don’t.” I sob, tensing at the feel of his fingers gliding over my exposed pussy.

“Fallon, what are you doin-” The question is cut off suddenly, a horrified gasp sounding instead.

Logan immediately straightens, backing away from me. “Sh-she made me. She seduced me.” He stammers, trying to save face.

I shakily reach down and pull up my underwear, my face wet with the tears that continue to fall. I can’t voice an argument, I can’t stand up for myself. Because, even though the asshole is lying, I also can’t help but feel I’m responsible. Like I should have known better.

“Get out of here, Logan.” Scarlett sighs, waving him off. He pauses for another moment, looking between us with a terrified expression before turning on his heel and rushing back to the church.

I straighten my posture, wiping away the tears with my fingers. “Thanks.” I whisper brokenly, turning to head back into the place that somehow feels even more unsafe than before, a fact I didn’t think would be possible.

“Wait.” Scarlett calls, reaching for me but dropping her arm to her side. I glance over my shoulder at her, bracing myself for whatever insult she’s about to throw my way. “Are you okay?” Her quiet question startles me.

I blink at her, wondering if I imagined it. Studying her closely, I find a concern etched into her face I never thought I’d see directed my way. After several moments, I shake my head with a sigh, “No. But it doesn’t matter anyway.”

Turning back toward my own personal hell, I cross the parking lot and enter the church once more, spending the next hour and a half pretending nothing happened. Because that’s what is expected.

Shut up. Do what they say. Be the perfect little follower.

My mom smiles at me and I try to return it, I really do. But I can’t. As I sit in the pew and listen to Pastor Ian talk about the love of Christ and the redemption of sinners, I know that I won’t be returning. I also know what that means for me, and while I’m terrified of what that means for my future, I know that today was a close call.

This time I’m not going to ignore the little voice inside, I’m going to listen. If I lose everything, at least I won’t have lostthat. Not again.

“Boss man won’t be back for a while.”

The sound of a deep chuckle filters into the dark room from outside. My heartbeat speeds up at the sinister edge to the laughter.

I need to get out of here.

“You’re such a fucking idiot, Daniel.” Another voice replies.

The original voice, Daniel, scoffs, “Come on, man, I’m so bored.” He whines.

“And you’re gonna be dead if you do anything stupid. You heard Charles, no one touches her.” A little of my fear retreats at his words, the hope that I’m at least a little protected in this hellscape.

Daniel groans, a loud thump sounding. “Bullshit.”

There’s a long moment of silence before his voice reaches my ears again. “Just imagine it though. She’s gotta have such atight pussy, man. I bet she’s never even had a cock up there, if what I heard was true.”

I whimper, curling into myself.

Please no.

The other man is quiet for a beat. “Never?” He finally responds, and the small hope I had leaves at the hunger in his voice.

“That’s what I’m telling you, man. Girl’s a box muncher, you can’t tell me it’s not a dream of yours to fuck what is basically her virgin pussy.” Daniel’s laughter echoes loudly in the dark. “I knew it, hell, you let me in there I’ll even let you have the first go.”

Fuckfuckfuck.

I whip my head around, my breaths coming in heavy pants as I try to think of a way out of this, to find some way to protect myself from what is about to happen.

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