My Psycho Best Friend

Chapter 4

    I awake from the sound of the door opening. It was Ian bringing me some food and a bottled water. I thought he might have lied to me about bringing me some books, but he had a backpack on. He took it off and set it down next to me. I opened it up, and there were all my favorite books. He must have gone over to my house and gathered up all the books in my room. I look up at him and say, “Thank you.”.

            He shrugs and turns to walk away. I pick up my favorite book called “twilight”. Yes, I know, it is cheesy and such a cliché. But I cannot help what I like. I read my book for a few hours. It feels so nice to have something to keep my mind busy. After a while, I put my book down and start thinking about whether my parents have noticed I am missing. Ian has not said anything, so I am guessing their dream came true and they probably think they are lucky that they do not have to deal with me anymore.

            I start crying, thinking about how my life is now. I wonder what he will do with me. Will he rape me again? Can I ever trust him? I just cry and cry till I have no tears left. I fall asleep crying and wishing I were somewhere else.

            It has been days since I have seen Ian. I am so hungry. I would do anything right about now for a slice of pizza. He must be punishing me for something. I must do anything he wants. I do not want to make him mad again. I wait, and wait, and wait some more. I am so thirsty and hungry. I could eat anything at this point. I fall asleep waiting for him to come back.

            I wake up with the door opening and the light being turned on. Ian walks down the steps with some food and a couple bottles of water. He sets them in front of me. I get down on my knees and hug Ian’s legs and say frantically, “Ian, I am so sorry for what I did. I do not know why you punished me, but I am sure I deserved it. Please, do not do that again. I am so hungry and thirsty. I thought you forgot about me!”.

            He laughs and says, “Me forget about you? I did not forget about you. I just want you to suffer for not wanting to be with me! You are a w***e and a slut! I saw how you would look at him and yet you refuse to look at me like that. I wanted to punish you. Maybe you would learn your lesson and learn that you need to be with me! I am the one who truly loves you!”.

            I start to cry. Tears are flowing down my cheeks. I do not try to hide it. He is walking back and forth in the room. I fear he is going to do something to me. I must make him think I will try to be with him. I must do anything to get out of here. I stand up and say, “Ian, I understand why you did what you did, but chaining me up like this is not going to solve anything. I will try to learn to love you. I will do anything you want me to do.”.

            He stops pacing and stands still. He smiles and walks over to me. He hugs me and says, “See, I knew you would come around sometime. You know I love you more than anybody!”.

            I look at him trying to force a smile. I hope he really believes me. I do not know what he would do if he found out I was lying. We talked for a while and I found out that my parents are not even looking for me. They told Ian, that they are glad they do not have a responsibility anymore. I became sad and depressed that my only parents did not even love me. I knew now that I did not have anybody to come save me unless Ryder will come looking for me. I had asked Ian if Ryder had come looking for me. Ian says he came once around a week after I had been gone. But that was three weeks ago. He probably thinks I ran away from home or moved.

            Knowing that I do not have anybody looking for me now. All my hopes of getting out of here are gone. The realization of being down here for a long time has become very real. I know now that I must make the best out of the situation. I must do what Ian wants me to do so that I can at least be more comfortable down here. I looked at him and asked, “What can I do, so that it can be more comfortable down here?”.

            He smiled and said, “let’s try to work out a schedule, so that I can get what I need from you and can get you things to be more comfortable.”.

            We talked for a while about having a schedule so I would know and be prepared for what I must do. I know if I do not follow this schedule, he would most likely rape me again. Going through that again would destroy me. If I agreed to a schedule, I could prepare my self mentally for the things he wants me to do. So, the schedule we came up with is that on Mondays, Wednesdays, Fridays, and Saturdays, he can come down and have me do anything he wants me to do. Which most likely will be s****l favors. In return, he will build me a kitchen down here as well as a bathroom and bedroom. In the long run, it will be like my own little apartment.

            A few weeks go by and our arrangement is working out well. But on the days that I must give him s****l favors, is hard. Most of the time, he either wants me to suck his d**k or have s*x or both. He sometimes will try to lick my lady bits, but it is too much for me. I do not know if I can really enjoy it. I did not want him to give me pleasure as this was more like a business arrangement. I would give him what he wants and would make it better down here for me.

He has kept his part of the bargain. He has brought a mattress down that I can sleep on, along with more blankets. He still has not brought any clothes for me and when I asked him for them, he got mad and left and did not come back for a day. I am not going to push my luck. I am hoping soon he will build a bathroom down here. I would give anything, to take a nice warm shower or bath.

Today is another one of his days. I am trying to mentally prepare myself but my monthly came. I do not know if he will be mad or will still try to make me do s****l favors. He has not even brought me any feminine products. I have been having to use one of my blankets, so I do not bleed on everything.

He usually comes down around 5 PM. He did bring me a clock around a week ago so that I can differentiate between night and day. It is 4:30 PM. I am getting more and more anxious as the time gets closer. I try to breathe deeply and meditate to calm my mind, but it is not working. The time is going by too fast. Before I know it, it is 5 PM. I hear the door open right on time. He walks down the steps and comes towards me. I jump to my knees and wrap my arms around his legs and say, “I am sorry. I had nothing to help me with it. My monthly has started. I got blood on the bed and on my blanket. Please do not hurt me!”.

            He looks at me and says, “You do not have to be sorry. I will get you some pads. I will be back in a little bit.”

            He walks back up the stairs and out the door. He is gone for a while. I was hoping he would have already been back so that I could not have to bleed on everything. After about 2 hours, he comes back with a box of tampons. I was hoping he would bring pads and underwear so that it would be more comfortable for me. But at this point, I will take anything I can get. I grab the box and open it. I grab a tampon and tear open the wrapping. I was spreading my legs to put the tampon in, but Ian stopped me by grabbing my arm. He told me, “Do not put that in yet. I need to f**k you first.”

I looked at him shocked and said, “But I am on my monthly. It is going to get messy and it might be painful for me.”

He laughed and said, “Do you think I care if you are on your monthly? A little blood does not bother me. I have needs and you need to give me what I want, or I will take away your bed. You need to keep your part of our agreement.”

All I could say was ok. I did not know how to respond. I knew I would be punished if I did not do what he wants. So, I get up and walk over to the bed. I lay the blanket down that already has blood on it. I lay down on top of it. He comes over and gets down on his knees. He spreads my legs and gets on top of me. I can feel the tip of his d**k touch my lady bits. He then thrusts hard into me. It was fine at first and did not hurt much but the longer this is lasting, the more it hurts. I am cramping bad. I know I cannot do anything, so I just stare at the wall.

It seemed like it went on for hours. After a while, the pain became too much, and I passed out. I woke up and I looked at the clock. It said it was 3 in the morning. I looked around and Ian was gone. By the way, my body felt, I knew he probably kept going even after I passed out. I cleaned myself up and tried cleaning up my bed as best as I could. I put a tampon in.

I could not go back to sleep. I just started crying. I think I was crying about how I had no control over this situation. No matter what he will get what he wants. He did not care about how it hurt me to have s*x when I am on my monthly. I question if he even loves me. How can somebody who claims to love you, do something that they know is going to cause you pain. All I know is, I will get out of here one day. I will not be down here forever. I do not have anybody to get me out. All I can do is depend on myself. 

Chapter 5