Chapter Three

Trigger Warning for S*xual A*use 

Chapter Three

Cole’s Point of View 

The girl wasn’t hard to find. I could sense Maggie’s presence in the area and she was still out with the dog. Every now and then she would call out Maggie’s name like she was looking for her. Why? 

I kept my distance. I didn’t like dogs and they don’t like me. It was like they could sense the evil inside me or something. When she started walking off, I followed. I followed her all the way to what I assumed was her house and watched as she stood on the porch and looked around. 

Could she sense me? 

After a couple of seconds, she went in and closed the door. I smirked to myself. She really was pretty and there was just something about her that really caught my interest. Was it her looks? Possibly. Was it her scent? Most likely, but I wanted to get closer so I looked for an opening... 

...and then found one. 

Her bedroom window was open and I managed to climb in without making a single sound...

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Luckily, she didn’t bring her dog upstairs with her, but she was taking her time. She went for a shower and then came back into her bedroom, naked. She didn’t turn her light on, so I managed to keep to the shadows. I couldn’t help but scan over her body as she dried herself off. She was a little chubby, but it suited her. It added to her somehow. Her large breasts and butt jiggled as she pulled her shorts on, followed by her top and she climbed into her bed. 

I didn’t move until I could hear her breathing deepen, telling me she had gone to sleep. 

I waited for a few more minutes before I came out from the shadows and made my way over to her bed. She started fidgeting, tossing and turning, she was having a nightmare. I could tell. I bent down next to her and closed my eyes, focusing hard…  

..when I opened my eyes again,  I had entered her dream. I found myself in a house that didn’t look familiar. It wasn’t THIS house. 

I explored a little, the house seemed to be completely empty. This is weird. The girl wasn’t even around. As I continued to look around, I headed upstairs and saw a light switch on down a long corridor; 

‘Luke, please, leave me alone!’ My feet carried me down to the open doorway and I looked inside, seeing the girl... And an older man. 

‘Shut the f*ck up!’ He snarled at her and pushed her down onto the bed. The room was completely empty except for that one piece of furniture… but everything just looked so dirty and unkept. 

When I invade dreams, I’m invisible to the people in them, so, knowing she couldn’t see me, I leaned against the doorframe and watched the brutal scene unfold in front of me. 

The man climbed on top of her and tied her to the bed. She cried out and told him to stop, but again, he refused. 

She started begging him, telling him ‘’not to do it’’, but he grabbed her around the throat. 

‘I told you to shut the f*ck up!’ She whimpered and looked away from him. He angrily started pulling her clothes off, clearly lacking any patience. She cried out again as he roughly ripped the material from her body and soon, she was naked under him. 

When he grabbed her breasts, she struggled against him again, but he must have tied her down good and proper, so it was no use. As soon as he dropped his pants to the floor, the realisation must have set in as she froze. 

She was his, and she knew it. 

With a hard thrust, he forced himself inside of her and she let out the loudest, blood curdling scream. I covered my ears and closed my eyes tight, focusing enough to pull myself out of her dream and I had to leave the house. 

Standing in the garden under her window, What the actual f*ck was that?! 

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Ginny’s Point of View 

I woke up suddenly, in a pool of sweat. I wiped my sweaty hair out of my face and shook my head. I thought I had gotten over all these dreams. I threw the covers off myself and got undressed, dumping my damp clothes in the laundry bin and headed to the bathroom. 

I needed to have another shower. I’ll change my sheets afterwards. 

Turning the water on, I stepped in without even testing to see if it was going to be too hot. At this point, I really didn’t care. I wanted it hot. I wanted it scolding! I needed to wash that nightmare off my skin. Why, after so long, was I dreaming about Luke? 

I let the water wash over me and when the temperature shock wore off, my body relaxed and I was able to enjoy it. 

Getting out of the shower again, I grabbed a fresh towel and wrapped it around myself. I felt so much better, the dream was just that, a dream. Luke was somewhere he would never be able to hurt me again, I needed to keep reminding myself of that whenever I felt scared. 

Walking back into my room, I closed the door behind myself and went to strip the bed. I pulled the damp sheets off and grabbed some fresh ones. 

Suddenly, music coming from what I assumed was a car started blasting outside. It was very distracting. I went over and closed the window… that I didn’t actually remember opening, and shivered slightly as the cold air hit my body. 

I pulled the curtains closed, not wanting the whole neighbourhood to see me and went to find something to put on, feeling a little chilly, But as I made my way to my closest, something caught my attention out of the corner of my eye and my head whisked around. 

Nothing was there. 

‘Hello?’ Obviously there was no answer and I rolled my eyes at myself. I knew I was being stupid, but I had such an uneasy feeling and I couldn’t shake it off... I didn’t like it. I reached over to the light switch and flipped it on. 

The room instantly lit up and I had to wince as my eyes adjusted to the shock. Of course, the room was empty. Laughing at myself and calling myself an idiot, I went back to finding something to wear. As I looked through and grabbed a few clean pieces of clothing, I heard a noise behind me but before I could turn, Something wrapped their arm around my waist and clamped a hand over my mouth. 

I still tried to scream, but only a few muffled sounds came out, not enough to alert anyone... Not even Sammy who was probably fast asleep downstairs. 

I struggled against whoever it was, but they had a vice like grip on me and I couldn’t do anything. 

What was going on?! Who was this?! What did they want?! 

..and an even scarier thought... What were they going to do to me?!..