Descent

Chapter 22 ~ Degraded.

We enter the lowest floor and the reality that I could very well be raped in a few minutes assaults my senses.

I begin kicking and thrashing, my hair coming undone and I try to use my bound hands to slam into Rosiks nose but he continues humming, dodging any strikes.

I can't have my body fail me when I need it most, I internally direct myself.

However Stephanie's earlier words ring in my head and momentarily shock me into growing still.
He preferred me fighting the whole damn time...

Is it the act of fighting that turns him on or is it simply because he knows it's in my character to fight any situation that involves him.
Is it a fetish or was it just a way to bring back memories of me while with another woman?

It may only get me in more trouble but I still refuse to stop fighting.
At least while fighting I have a chance to get away.
That's what I keep telling myself in order to stop the tears.

Rosik slowly walks past Dana's door, most likely to mock me and I squint through the open door to find her bathroom door tightly shut.

She's hiding.
Good.

Thankfully it seems like Rosiks attention is only on me I bleakly think as Rosik pauses to place a firm kiss on my cheek, barely missing my reciprocating head-butt.

"Why are you being so dramatic?" Rosik lightly warns as my breathing grows more erratic with each step further down the hall.

Pausing halfway by the locked door which I now know must be the fire exit Rosik cautiously tugs down my gag so that it rests around my throat.

"There, feeling better?" Rosik whispers mockingly like I'm a mere child as I lick my dry lips and stretch my jaw momentarily.

"I hate you." I whisper darkly, my voice cracked and tired from the trauma.

I can still feel droplets of the ocean on my body and if my heart wasn't thudding so loudly then I'm sure I'd still hear the splashing.

"Stop that, you're just grumpy."
Rosik scolds and I scoff.

"I'm fuming. You're a fucking monster..."

"No need to be dramatic." Rosik cuts in and I manage to spit directly in his eye causing him to cry out and drop my still bound body onto the carpet with a hollow thud.

My weak body clenches from the pain which only makes my muscles cry out more and I clamp my teeth tightly.

"I know about Dana." I grit out and stuck in a fetal position I have to look up which I despise, at the man I loathe as he frantically wipes away my spit.

My words make him pause however and he slowly lowers his hand, brushing his shirt in the process.

"I know what you have made my cousin go through, the absolute hell you've forced her to face. I will never forgive you for that you fucking dick." I growl out lowly and all signs of amusement flicker out of Rosiks eyes as he now looks down at me coldly.

I keep my gaze firm even as his pierces into me.

"You'll never forgive me? What about your cousin? How can she ever forgive you?! You're the one that abandoned her, not me. I made your cousin survive." Rosik firmly responds and I shake my head, brushing off any sense of guilt that rises.

This is not my fault, he's just trying to get into my head.

"Besides... Maybe I don't want your forgiveness... Maybe I want you to know who you're dealing with. Who you're going to spend the rest of your life with." Rosik continues and he begins squatting to my level.