|18| My shining armor

Riley’s POV

“Stop, please,” I whimpered, the warm tears running down my cheeks as I felt Chris’s body pressed against mine.

His hands were roaming my body while I was squirming, trying to free myself—he grabbed a fistful of my hair and a loud cry escaped my lips—his disgusting breath trickled down my neck as he whispered in my ear, “be a good girl, and listen to what I say.” His grasp tightened on my hair, forcing me to nod.

I stopped resisting him—my helpless whimpers crackling through the air, but he never cared to stop.

There was no use fighting him, anyway. No one would help me.

“I told you, Riley, you’re mine,” he whispered in my ear, and I closed my eyes, feeling his breath still fanning over my neck—making me feel sick, disgusted at how close he was.

I know it’s all fake, and this is a nightmare, but I couldn’t wake up. It even felt so real—the pain I felt was real. My fear of what Chris did was real, and I coul