Page 61 of Beyond Repair: Part Two

"Wwww—" What did he say about the police being outside?

"Shhh," he coos, leaning forward. "As much as I love your voice when you scream, we can't afford that right now."

He cocks his head, making the light shine off of his bald head.That's new."Dessss…" Desperate. He must be desperate to shave his head like that.

I wish I could see his face without the shadow disrupting his features, because I bet he can't pull his new look off.

Weeooo!

He flinches. The monster that's been haunting me since my sixteenth birthdayflinches.

The police...They're right outside!

My body feels like it's fighting against me as I try to scream and cry, begging for someone to find me. I try to kick my legs as his vile hand reaches higher with the wet rag, but I don't make more than a slight movement.

This can't be happening.Why does this feel so much worse than knowing I'm light years away from anyone finding me?Oh my gosh, are my guys right outside?!

Finally my mouth opens wide, but my voice box rattles without much force. "Ahhhhh?—"

"Shush. We have to wipe the filth off of you. Honestly, why couldn't you wait for your bucket?"

Bile rises and I honestly relish the burn, because hope comes along with it. If I feel pain, then I'm close to reacting normally. Right? What I wouldn't give to just freaking scream.

When the monster comes close enough for me to witness his look of disgust, I know everything is about to change.

"You soiled your panties."

He wouldn't...

Heat presses against the sides of my hips.

NO! God, please no!

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