Twenty eight

It was him, he was the one who defiled her and kept coming back, he was the one who made her so scared of her own shadow that she had nightmares when she tried to sleep at night. He was the one who made her hate femininity and why she tried so hard to be a boy. 

Because boys do not draw as much attention as girls did. 

Flynn hands wrapped around her neck as he pressed her neck to the bed. "Good girl, you will be my good girl right?" Flynn asked. 

Alexa could taste her tears as she tried to fight both her panic attack and the monster that was on top of her.  

"You are struggling too much... Shhh." Flynn chuckled, his voice barely above a good whisper since his mouth was close to her ears, he was on top of her but not in between her legs, he would move there soon enough but he needed to break her first. And nothing does that more than words. "Do not worry, I understand that you are really eager, I will focus on other parts of you