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Missing
Chapter 2

Apollo's POV

I sat in the room I was supossed to stay in. It was a nice room. It was so cold though. I only had jeans, a t-shirt, and converse on. My hair hung in my eyes. It was no longer black, but its natural blonde colour. I didnt have my snake bits anymore either. He made me take them out.

His name is Mike. I've been with him for 2 years. 2 years since he hauled me into his van and took me here. 2 years since I last saw my boyfriend, Josh. God I miss him. He is the only reason I'm still alive. It's silly of me though. He has proabaly moved on by now. He must have a new boyfriend.

I kind of hope he does. That is is not still waiting for me to come back to him. I dont think I will ever see him again. Mike will never let me leave. I'm his toy. His favorite toy. The only one he hasn't killed.

He made me watch once. I sat, tied up in a corner as he killed another one of the boys he had taken. Then we got in his van and drove for a few hours. I rode in the back with the body of the dead boy. The smell of blood was sickening. I puked.

When we pulled over, before we dug the hole for the body, Mike beat me for throwing up.

I hate Mike. He rapes me, and beats me. I'm always in pain because of him.

I got up from where I was sitting and banged on the door. "What is it?" He asked, obviously pissed off. "I-I need to use the bathroom." I told him. "You can hold it, now shut the fuck up." He'd been telling I could 'hold it' for three hours now. My bladder was ready to bust. I knew if I wet myself, I would get beaten, the raped again, but the pain in my bladder was to much. I soaked my pants.

Of course, two mintues later, Mike came in the room. "Stand up." I did as I was told. He looked at my wet pants but said nothing.

Then his fist hit my face. I landed on the floor and three seconds later, my wet pants were being pulled off me. Mike pushed my legs apart, and shoved his bulk inside of me. Pain shot threw my back and tears fell from my eyes. I screamed Mike's name. I knew this would all end quicker if I did what he wanted. He wanted me to moan and scream. I did both, and then felt a gush of warm, sticky seman inside of me. It was over.

~

I had pleased Mike, so he gave me a fresh pair of pants. My backside burned and I sobbed. I thought about Josh. I remembered when we used to have sex. He was always so gentel with me. He never onced hurt me. It was all pleasure and love. I missed his touch. The way he would hold me when I was sad. If I cry when Mike beats me, he just calles me a baby and hits me harder. He makes me bleed.

I rolled over and threw up. I did that a lot. I looked around the empty room. As of right now, I was Mikes only toy. I was so afraid that he was going to kill me soon. I wanted to be able to hope. To hope I would see Josh again...Josh....my one and only love.

Description
Missing
Chapter 2

Apollo's POV

I sat in the room I was supossed to stay in. It was a nice room. It was so cold though. I only had jeans, a t-shirt, and converse on. My hair hung in my eyes. It was no longer black, but its natural blonde colour. I didnt have my snake bits anymore either. He made me take them out.

His name is Mike. I've been with him for 2 years. 2 years since he hauled me into his van and took me here. 2 years since I last saw my boyfriend, Josh. God I miss him. He is the only reason I'm still alive. It's silly of me though. He has proabaly moved on by now. He must have a new boyfriend.

I kind of hope he does. That is is not still waiting for me to come back to him. I dont think I will ever see him again. Mike will never let me leave. I'm his toy. His favorite toy. The only one he hasn't killed.

He made me watch once. I sat, tied up in a corner as he killed another one of the boys he had taken. Then we got in his van and drove for a few hours. I rode in the back with the body of the dead boy. The smell of blood was sickening. I puked.

When we pulled over, before we dug the hole for the body, Mike beat me for throwing up.

I hate Mike. He rapes me, and beats me. I'm always in pain because of him.

I got up from where I was sitting and banged on the door. "What is it?" He asked, obviously pissed off. "I-I need to use the bathroom." I told him. "You can hold it, now shut the fuck up." He'd been telling I could 'hold it' for three hours now. My bladder was ready to bust. I knew if I wet myself, I would get beaten, the raped again, but the pain in my bladder was to much. I soaked my pants.

Of course, two mintues later, Mike came in the room. "Stand up." I did as I was told. He looked at my wet pants but said nothing.

Then his fist hit my face. I landed on the floor and three seconds later, my wet pants were being pulled off me. Mike pushed my legs apart, and shoved his bulk inside of me. Pain shot threw my back and tears fell from my eyes. I screamed Mike's name. I knew this would all end quicker if I did what he wanted. He wanted me to moan and scream. I did both, and then felt a gush of warm, sticky seman inside of me. It was over.

~

I had pleased Mike, so he gave me a fresh pair of pants. My backside burned and I sobbed. I thought about Josh. I remembered when we used to have sex. He was always so gentel with me. He never onced hurt me. It was all pleasure and love. I missed his touch. The way he would hold me when I was sad. If I cry when Mike beats me, he just calles me a baby and hits me harder. He makes me bleed.

I rolled over and threw up. I did that a lot. I looked around the empty room. As of right now, I was Mikes only toy. I was so afraid that he was going to kill me soon. I wanted to be able to hope. To hope I would see Josh again...Josh....my one and only love.