Chapter 180 : On a knife edge

“Mia! I can’t believe it’s you” Joe shouted his lips widening into his grin that I had never wanted to see stretched over his plumped face again. “My little Mia,” He said again sounding nostalgic as he advanced forward and embraced my body in an awkward hug, I stiffened automatically as my face was pressed into t-shirt, it always amused me that he fabric softener, his skin had always been so rough as it slipped against mine.  “Look at you!” He said again holding me away from him by the shoulders and looking me up and down like I was something he had just bought in a shop and he had ownership of; something that was his to play with and break.

 “You’re not my little girl anymore are you” Joe said as his eyes slowly diverted from my face and resting on my breasts. “You’re a woman now,” he almost hissed licking his lips before he no longer could resist the temptation to reach out and have a feel of my chest. I took two steps back as I felt his hands on me and the nauseating dread exploded around my body in a boiling volcano of heat and fear. Why him, why did I have to meet him today? Hadn’t he destroyed me enough already? Had his fun with his human doll? I begged my feet to run away, I had a bit more energy after the food they had given me though my tube in the hospital and I had always been good at running, I loved to exercise, people said too much. I had a chance of getting back to the town center or maybe even to Emmet; he may have been able to save me but I could not move, vines coming up from the ground and holding me in a prison of fear.

 “Oh come on honey girl, don’t be shy.” Joe said again before stepping towards me as I took two steps back away from him. This seemed to infuriate him; like somehow the toy he had just purchased wasn’t working like it should and he felt cheated. That wasn’t on; he would get his way one way or another. Grabbing me roughly by the shoulders he shook me twice before knocking me to the grass with a grunt. My heart raced jumping up into my mouth and I closed my eyes tight not wanting to see him, hoping that somehow my mind was playing tricks on me and that he wasn’t really there, hoping that somehow I had gone insane.

 With shaking hands and a crazed smile Joe wrenched the layers of clothing up over my head before tracing his dirty fingertips over the creases and folds of my abdomen and breasts his eyes big with excitement and an increased desire to see more, to feel more, to lose himself in the complete ecstasy he felt when our bodies interlocked.

 “Daddy’s going to fuck her and Mia’s going to love it.” Sophie’s voice danced in my head in her musical tone causing the tears to gather into my eyes. My body hurt with a heavy aching and my limbs trembled, I tried to remember how to become numb, after all it had happened before but my body was to alert to stray, to alive and suddenly far too angry;  who gave him the right to do this?

 “Get the fuck off of me your dirty little bastard”, I yelled pushing my hands out and up against his body with as much force as I could manage making him fall backwards off of me but he was lightning fast and was on me in seconds his legs knelt either side of mine and his left arm pressed tightly across my throat, crushing my wind pipe, but it was what was in the right hand that caught my attention, his pocket flick knife posed and locked at the ready; the blade glinting in the sun.