Page 46 of I Dare You
“You bitch,” he cries, placing two fingers over the wound, blood coating him.
“Enough playing.Keep her still.”I drop my voice, attempting to mimic his and recite the same words he said to me.
“Fuck this.”When Smokes attempts to stand once again, I retrieve the Taser and zap him.
He drops to the ground, whining.
What a pussy.It wasn’t even turned up high.
He now lies on his stomach, winded and disoriented.
“How does it feel, you filthy piece of shit!”I cry, shoving my shoe into the small of his back, pinning him down just as those three boys did to me.
The smell of vomit and the taste of my tears leave me gasping.I need to swim to the surface to find my breath.
“You don’t remember me, Arthur Singleton?”I mock, yanking down his pants so it’s nowhisass exposed to the sky.“I guess that’s because it wasn’t my face you were concerned with.”
“You’re fucking crazy!I don’t know you.”
“Well, I know you.I know you and your two friends who shoved a pillowcase over my head and took turns raping me.I was a virgin, you fucking pig!”
Before he can speak, I ram the knife straight into his asshole.
A stunned gasp escapes him.
Smokes’s date rushes over, but I grab her by the arm and press my nose to hers.“Consider yourself lucky he didn’t do the same thing to you.Remember that, and if you still want to go to the police, then go ahead.”
She opens her mouth, but I punch her in the face, and she drops to the floor unconscious.
Smokes is crawling as best he can on his stomach toward the door, the knife sticking out of his rectum.
What a sight.
I gag on the intake of air, which gets lodged in my throat.I try to breathe, but rather die as he commences moving, tearing at my sensitive flesh.
The pillowcase is lodged down my throat as I’m nearly hyperventilating.I can’t control my breathing.
My heart rate.
I am helpless to it all.
It hurts.
It burns.
He tears through raw tissue, and I feel fluid running down my inner thighs.
“Ewww!She fucking pissed herself!”
The vivid memory hits me, animating me to finish this once and for all.
“Who were the other two boys you were with?”
He begins to cry.
“I said who!”I scream, stomping on his hand, breaking it.
“Freddy and J-Jack.”I tip my face to the heavens in victory.
