04-12-2017, 06:37 AM
It was hard to tell how many months had passed but Atlas assumed almost a year given by how big his belly had gotten. It was difficult to move around already in the cramped room he had been forced to live in for a while so all he really did was lay on his side in the uncomfortable bed that only felt worse as his belly grew. He'd lay down until he needed to go to the bathroom or when the man raped him as he usually did several times a week.
He was used to it as he had given up screaming so long ago. He knew that the man's plans of him was to use him for breeding and doing god knows what with babies once they're born. It scared him especially as he felt he was having more than one child but couldn't tell how many.
It was during the man raping him did he hear police sirens. He looked confused just as much as him. Stepping aside and pulling his pants up, he hurried to the front entrance. Atlas had discarded his clothes long ago because they no longer fit him so he pulled the light blanket over him as he tried to listen in on the commotion. Calmness. Yelling. Barging in doors. It took not long until the door burst open by the sheer force of the officers kicking. They quickly spotted him, speaking into microphones that they found him.
He felt utterly terrified of them. Were they not officers and a part of the man's mafia or something and wanted to get him to use him on his own? He struggled to sit up, wanting to cower away as he stared frantically all around those officers that didn't even speak to him. He got the attention or something of one of them because he was staring at him, wanting to speak and Atlas only pulled the blanket closer to his body.
He was used to it as he had given up screaming so long ago. He knew that the man's plans of him was to use him for breeding and doing god knows what with babies once they're born. It scared him especially as he felt he was having more than one child but couldn't tell how many.
It was during the man raping him did he hear police sirens. He looked confused just as much as him. Stepping aside and pulling his pants up, he hurried to the front entrance. Atlas had discarded his clothes long ago because they no longer fit him so he pulled the light blanket over him as he tried to listen in on the commotion. Calmness. Yelling. Barging in doors. It took not long until the door burst open by the sheer force of the officers kicking. They quickly spotted him, speaking into microphones that they found him.
He felt utterly terrified of them. Were they not officers and a part of the man's mafia or something and wanted to get him to use him on his own? He struggled to sit up, wanting to cower away as he stared frantically all around those officers that didn't even speak to him. He got the attention or something of one of them because he was staring at him, wanting to speak and Atlas only pulled the blanket closer to his body.
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"A man who is not willing to fight what he wants, deserves what he gets. So go back to being what everybody expects you to be, or find the courage to fight and write your own story."
Yes, I roleplay. Everything you need to know is in my profile. PM for more details.