Evening Breeze Read Online
Synopsis:
My sister, Sarah, and some lowlife were getting it on in Dad’s study. Naked. I walked in on the whole thing. My parents freaked, had the guy thrown in jail for attempted rape. Sarah hated me for “breaking up soulmates.” A druggedBubble tea later, I was shipped off to the mountains, some creep’s plaything.
I tried to escape. Got beat to death. Tossed into a pigpen. Woke up. It was the day Sarah lost her virginity. This time, I stopped my parents. Closed the door. Let it happen.
“Easy, tiger. It hurts.”
“Oh, you’re so bad.”
Sarah’s breathy moans and giggles slithered out from under Dad’s study door. Through the crack, I saw it all. Stark naked, tangled on Dad’s desk. Wild. Raw. Clothes ripped to shreds all over the floor. They were in the middle of a Category 5 hurricane.
Me? Standing outside? Brain a blank slate. All I could see was that mountain creep, holding my head down in a trough full of rotting pig slop, slamming it against the wood. The putrid smell filled my nose and mouth, but couldn’t stop the blood gushing out. His knee, his elbow, smashing into my back, my head. My eyes bulged. He didn’t stop. Just pain. Couldn’t do anything. He’d broken my arms and legs with the blunt side of a machete.
“Try running again, bitch.”
“What’s mine is mine. You try to leave, I’ll kill you.”
The machete flashed. Everything went red. Then nothing. I floated above, watching my mangled body. Skin and bones. Bald. Couldn’t even tell if it was male or female anymore. “I love doing it in the study. It’s a rush.”
The creep’s voice, now Jake’s, snapped me back. I was reborn. Back to the day it all started. This time, I let it happen.
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Synopsis:
My sister, Sarah, and some lowlife were getting it on in Dad’s study. Naked. I walked in on the whole thing. My parents freaked, had the guy thrown in jail for attempted rape. Sarah hated me for “breaking up soulmates.” A druggedBubble tea later, I was shipped off to the mountains, some creep’s plaything.
I tried to escape. Got beat to death. Tossed into a pigpen. Woke up. It was the day Sarah lost her virginity. This time, I stopped my parents. Closed the door. Let it happen.
“Easy, tiger. It hurts.”
“Oh, you’re so bad.”
Sarah’s breathy moans and giggles slithered out from under Dad’s study door. Through the crack, I saw it all. Stark naked, tangled on Dad’s desk. Wild. Raw. Clothes ripped to shreds all over the floor. They were in the middle of a Category 5 hurricane.
Me? Standing outside? Brain a blank slate. All I could see was that mountain creep, holding my head down in a trough full of rotting pig slop, slamming it against the wood. The putrid smell filled my nose and mouth, but couldn’t stop the blood gushing out. His knee, his elbow, smashing into my back, my head. My eyes bulged. He didn’t stop. Just pain. Couldn’t do anything. He’d broken my arms and legs with the blunt side of a machete.
“Try running again, bitch.”
“What’s mine is mine. You try to leave, I’ll kill you.”
The machete flashed. Everything went red. Then nothing. I floated above, watching my mangled body. Skin and bones. Bald. Couldn’t even tell if it was male or female anymore. “I love doing it in the study. It’s a rush.”
The creep’s voice, now Jake’s, snapped me back. I was reborn. Back to the day it all started. This time, I let it happen.
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