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Chapter 5 NIGHT PHONE CALLS

Word Count: 2408    |    Released on: 11/07/2023

hrough. I just wanted to sleep, tucked on my stranger's side as he stroked my arm softly. Too much had happened already. I did n

me alone except for one. There was only one per

back in the room with the man ripping away my underwear and touching my body. I felt so dirty, shrinking into my stranger even more whilst he wrapped his arms around me. I coul

ctims get scared to speak out. For your own health, can I please check so I can help you?" My

o in quel modo?" Little one, d

ainfully escaped his lips. I wished for it all to just

pills after Mr. Stranger fed me some food which had been delivered at a point. Everything was mixing in, dragging me deeper to sleep yet each time I closed my eyes I could see myself pressed on the ground. I had never felt so scared, they could have done it to me, shuttere

on fire as I tried to

ternal bleeding. There are a few fractures. Please stay in bed and take your medication." The doctor stat

lly just drift away but even the darkness

whole body launched on his side. He shifted then I shifted to get comfortable, him my heat. The blanket was pulled up to bury us under. I wished the t-shirt I wore could disappear. I wanted to feel all of me on him. I wanted to feel every part

afe. He made me feel as if it was all right to close my eyes, chasing away my demons with the darkn

, just giving the last kick, his voice all

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ith holes through their heads. A cry escaped, jerking from sleep with my body shooting up. I heaved out, sweat on my forehead as my eyes ran through the room. I had never seen such darkness. It crawl

ack to my sheets,

My stranger ha

around the house. It was so quiet which allowed me to hear the little creaks along the house, having my heart drum from my throat. My

ft? The tears

in, begging it to come back and take me yet in that instance, a loud sound came b

hich was not supposed to be there. I did not want to talk to anyo

as I turned to grab the device. A name I had never seen on my pho

ng in my chest. I swiped the screen, my eye

a." Lit

er having been so happy

ven I could barely recognize. I bi

is voice and that strong Italian accent doing so many things to me. Mine was barely there, having left Italy when I was five

ad will ever even come near you again." He said, me swallowing. I took the chance to slip from bed, my feet carrying me to the window

h was l

u are safe." His voice echo

y eyes trained to Mr. Bubbles but I did not want him. I wanted the man I had slept holding. Suddenly, my brain pitched in the memories of feeling arms wrap around me at night, images of skin I had never recalled before that night. I had so many questions but I was scared to ask

my body, huggin

ce low and gentle for me but I could just hear the anger slipping litt

ing to hear him speak again because

omes to yo

faster for different reasons altogether. What could I say to that? I k

lowered, seei

" I said out like a chi

he was getting angrier that I was keeping

o my toes which curled right after. He was at the very edge, just about to slip off. My brain was suddenly dumbfounded. I coul

d out, another his

He rippled the words out and I never wanted him to speak anyt

y eyes to try and see him pacing in a dim lit room underground while holding the phone, wearing his suit. Th

ing in fear as soon as he dropped the call. I did not want him to go. I wi

azy wa

ro. I am watching

good

on as I heard the creaking as if someone was slowly walking up the stairs, all colorful thoughts left my head. My eyes were wide. I stopped even breathing. The blankets were thrown wide open, rushing to the window and to my relief his

io had s

ow what I was apologizing for.

bed amo

ickly covering myself and not wanting to take a lot of his time. I

." I said, sure he could see

p. I will mute my side but I will hear you i

I asked then felt stupid after, it was

re mio." He said whilst I s

I said

ight lit

ould not help but giggle. I would call him by n

don't te

accent. His manner was rough and harsh yet there being this tenderness. He did not butc

I could afford, at

e had muted me. I smiled, putting the call on loud spea

there, I

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