STELLA'S POV.

I died tonight, and my death wasn't an accident.. I was murdered brutally by a man after he devoured my body and fucked me so brutally inside the woods

I am Stella Johnson. My parents died five years ago after going through an accident. And thats how our family of four reduced to two, me and my elderbrother, Edward Johnson.

We used to be rich but, after the car crash, we had to sell our whole property to be able to pay off the medical expenses of our both parents. Too bad, theystill couldn't keep up the fight of their life and died .

After the death of our parents, we were broke. In order to support our family of two, Edward started to work day and night. He will do the newspaper vendingin the day time, then he would go to the college, after college he would give tuitions to the kids in order to make some money, and after that at night he wouldwork as a salesman in the supermarket.

I couldn't see my brother overworking like this so I offered to help with paying off at least my tuition fee so he would at least leave that supermarket nightshift and be able to get some good sleep every night.

My friend Cindy's dad owned a bar, as I am just 13, I am not allowed inside a bar, but since I was in need, Cindy's father gave me the choice and let mework at his bar.

Tonight, like every night I was working my shift. It was late now around 2am. Almost the whole bar was empty. There was only a man in his 60's drinkingprobably his last bear on one of the tables. As for the bar staffs, only me and another waitress, Jessie was with me.

"Stella, I don't think this guy is gonna go any sooner, I have my kid waiting for me at home! Can you please close the bar alone just for the night?" Sheasked me.

I know how being a single mother it must be so difficult for her to do the night shifts leaving her four year old son, Ryan alone at home.

"Dont worry! I got this!" I smiled and took the keys from her gladly.

"Thank you so much sweetheart you are such an angel." She smiled as she walked away. I sighed and turned my head to the only man at the table insidethis whole bar with me.

Jess left with a thud sound of the door making the man to notice her leaving and he turned around to the booth to look at me. I smiled back at him, perhapshe must be thinking now that she left who is going to serve him.

He gestured me to serve him another round of drinks pointing at his empty bottle in his hand.

I walked over to the place he was seated on and extended him the bottle to let him help himself up with the glasses but he extended his glass towards megesturing me to pour him the alcohol. I didn't mind, as that was my job.

He studied my features as I struggled with the cork to pop open the bottle, I was not good at this as I haven't had a lot of chances in my life to pop open abottle.

"How old are you?" The man asked me in his stern voice.

"Eighteen!" I lied. I was told to lie about my age as I was not allowed inside a bar with my real age.

The man chuckled darkly as his eyes wandered around my body and they stopped at my bre@sts.

"Tell me your real age!" The man said staring at my bre@st. I felt uncomfortable with the way he was looking at me.

"Thirteen!" I replied quickly as I popped the bottle open now and poured him the alcohol and left the bottle there on the table and quickly turned to leaveback behind the booth.

There was something awfully weird about this man and so I dont wanna be near him and want him to leave as soon as he can. The way he was staring atmy body was making me disgusted. I wanted him to just leave as soon as he can.

MR. WALKMAN'S POV

This girl is just thirteen but god she has such a nice figure. As she turned around I glanced at her perfect shaped smack-able a*ss. I am sure she must beav*irgin. And just by the thought of her being av *irgin, my cock started twitching craving her a*ss.

I so wanna fu*ck her. I have the perfect opportunity too. Since she and me, we both are alone in the bar we definitely wont be disturbed.

And so, after making up my mind to taste her tight new and v*irgin p*ussy I got up and walked across the bar and stood there.

The girl was cleaning up the counter with a napkin. She was bend forward and her b*oobs were dropping down touching the counter. Her b*oobs were hugeand I found myself getting even harder and wanting her even more at a sight like that .

She looked up her eyes to meet mine and I know from her expressions that she has now figured out my eyes containing the hunger for her body now.

I could see her getting scared of my looks upon her.

Damn, girls look pretty when they are scared and so does this girl at her thirteen.

"D-do you w-want something s-sir?" She asked me in her cuckoo voice.

"Yes, I do!" I stated. Since she and me are the only person inside this bar I am going to be very frank with her.

"What is it, that you want sir?" She asked.

"I want to...f*uck you!" I stated.

Her eyes widened when she heard me and raised her hand to land a tight slap on my cheeks.

Damn her weak hands could still make my cheek sting a bit, but I am going to ignore that for now because, when I make my mood to want to be inside agirl, I do it, by any means.

A smirk pull up my face when she just stand there watching me with her hot furious eyes. A giggle pull up from the corner of my lips as I raise my head tolook up at her.

"Baby, you shouldn't have slapped me, now watch how I rape you tonight!" I said as I jumped over to the counter to come in front of her.

She immediately panicky moved two steps back and starts to run for her life, but she cannot escape me.. not tonight.

In the running process she hits her legs on a table there and trips to fall on her knees.

I am more than happy to watch her fall like that, it just made my work all the more easier.

I approached her with slow step as she starts to cower backwards.

"P-please.. dont." She mumbles.

But watching her like that is making it all the more fun for me.

I pull on her leg and cage her under me with my hands against the ground on the either side of her small figure.

"I don't like my women to say no to me!" I say.

"I am just thirteen. I am like your daughter, please let me go, sir.." She sobbed.

Daughter? Yeah, she is three years younger than my daughter, Amy. But, that is not something I am going to buy from av*irgin pure girl like her.. It has beendays since I f*ucked a young and v* irgin pu*ssy. Her begging wont help

THIRD POV...

He pounced on her pulling her and caging her under him as tears and whimpers escaped her lips.

"P-please no!"

"Stop struggling honey, because if you keep struggling.. You will be the one to be in pain. The more you beg me the more I will enjoy." He said.

"N-no!" She mumbled as he took of his shirt and stuffed it into her mouth forcefully making her sound into nothing but helpless cries from behind the rag.

She started to kick her legs around once he got distracted with unbuckling his belt and she kicked hard on his jaw and balls.

He was pushed backwards freeing his grip over her hand

"Fu*ck! You bitch!!" He cursed at that and she took this opportunity to stand and run when he quickly stood up took off his belt from his pants and landed aharsh whip on her back.

She cried as she fell down.

"You dare hit me? Now watch how I hit you!" He stated as he landed four to five harsh whips on her small fragile body each time the harder than the last.Her loud shrill cries were filling up the room.

Her thin shirt was now torn with hard whipping and her back sting.

"Did you learn your lesson Or not you bitch?!" He grabbed her jaw and spat on her face.

"P-please leave me!" She said. She had no more energy to fight back. She was so much in pain with all the merciless whipping he made her go through justnow.

"I was going to leave you after satisfying my lust but no, you had to fight back!" He said as he grabbed both of her hands together and clamped her bothwrists together wrapping his belt around them.

He held the other end of the belt and stood up and started to drag her out of the bar with him.

Her back friction-ed against the floor leaving a trail of blood.

He kept dragging her with him just like that outside the bar, through the staircase into the woods.. The thorns and rocks hitting her body..

Her shirt was now torn from her backside and her skin was blooded.

He held her up and tied the end of the belt he was holding to a tree. She being in standing position.

She was now unconscious with the way he dragged her so brutally. But he still cared less about her.

He scooped up both her legs resting them on his shoulder and ripped her skirt and panties off introducing his fingers inside her.

He fingered her untill she got wet the right ammount. She started to gain consciousness now only to find this old man trying to ruin her.

She started to kick her legs and landed her feet right in his face throwing him back to the ground.

While he was pushed down she struggled with the belt to untie her hands but it was too tight to get off.

Mr. Walker now, infuriated punched her tight on her face and stomach.

"You bitch, needs to be disciplined! Be obedient girl!" He said and took out a small fruit cutting knife from his pocket and digged it deep inside her left thigh.

"aaaahhhh" Her cried echoed in the woods but Mr. Walker didnt cared as he pushed the knife more deep into her now trying to twist it.

"Please! S-stop hurting me... Pl-please!" She grunted as he twisted the knife inside her thighs as brutally as he possibly could ever.

"If you dont want me to hurt you anymore just shut up and stay put!" He said pulling out the knife from her thighs.

He trailed his one hand down at her entrance, fingers entering inside her as he tried to get her wet for take him inside her.

"You are just thirteen but god you have a body of a woman!" He stated fanning his warm breath in her ears. His other hand went up to her shirt as he rippedit off her body exposing her in just a br@.

He traced the knife in his hands along her cheeks to her neck to her collarbone going down in her cleavage as he cut her br@ off her body.

"Pl-please.. No! Heeeellllpppp!!?" Stella started to shout now

Mr. Walker crumpled up her br@ he cut off of her body and stuffed it inside her mouth making her to stop making noise.

He pulled the end of his belt and she fell down the tree on the ground on her stomach it hurted her.

He grabbed both of her hand and with her torn off shirt he fastened her wrists at her back.

He now moved her to face him.

Tears non stop flooding from her eyes.. She didn't know a thing about whatever he was trying to do.. With her innocent little mind, she never imagined shewould actually be caught up in a situation like this.

Mr. Walker got up as he unzipped his pants and slip down his pants alongwith his boxer down his waist. He then grabbed her closer to him pulling her fromher leg and adjusted his hardness to her entrance and pushed himself completely inside her in one go without a warning.

She muffled her cries from behind the rag stuffed inside her mouth.

She could feel that there was liquid dripping down her part and understood that this man has ripped her inside with her blood gushing out.

He didnt let her breath and soon started to hit harder inside her with his speed as fast as possible.

His strong powerful thr*usts were unbearable for a little girl like her and she passed out in the middle of his thr*usts but he cared less and he kept using herbody for his own pleasure taking her as a ragged doll.

Soon he c@me inside her.

Next, he flipped her over to her stomach and spit on his erection to lubricate it as he was hoping to enter inside her from behind..

He didnt even bothered to prepare her and in her unconscious state only he forced himself inside her a*ss and kept moving his hips back and forth until hec@me.

The girl was still unconscious. He removed the rag from inside her mouth and untied her hands from her back. He picked up his pants and took out thealcohol bottle from inside and sprayed it over her face to wake her up from her unconscious state. She woke up with a jolt to find herself in the woods with thisold man, her insides throbbing with immense pain.

"Get on your knees" He commanded but she refused to follow. She could not even move she was so much in pain. Her throat had dried and she keptsobbing silently hugging herself curling inside.

He yanked her up holding her from her arms and made her to sit on her knees and forced his erection inside her mouth..

He grabbed onto fistful of her hairs to hold her face in place and stated to push hard and hard inside her mouth.. Soon he released himself down her throat..

As he pulled out she coughed.

The man grabbed onto her hairs to make her stand up, took out his fruit cutting knife he had and Slit her throat with a jerk..

He loosened his grip on her head, and she fell on the ground, dead.

He wore his pants and took out a cigarette to light it up. He sucked up once onto his cigarette and then he threw the cigrette onto her body...

The alcohol sprayed over her face caught up with fire from the burning cigarette soon burning her body into ashes, he picked up all her clothes lying hereand there throwing inside the fire he turned to leave from there doesnt even bothering about the body he just set on fire there.

AMY'S POV

I was woken up by the morning rays seeing through the glass window of my room falling directly over to my eyes making them burn.

I woke up and kicked the blanket over got freshened up did my morning buisness and changed into the dress I was going to wear today in college. I lookedbeautiful as usual.

I climbed down the stairs and like every morning was welcomed by my father cooking in the kitchen for me.

I hate him so much because I know what kind of a filthy man he is. He has joined the mafia seven years ago which killed my mom. Since my mom died hehas been taking care of me in every way possible. He would cook for me, do the dishes, clean the whole house.. I never helped him in any of these works,because I blame him for my mom's death. If only he had not joined mafia back then, my mom would have been alive but he never complained.

"Come on Amy, your breakfast is ready, your favorite, scrambled eggs and Toast. Eat them up before they get cold" He said and I walked over to the kitchenhearing him calling me for the breakfast.

I noticed nail scratch marks over his neck area and I knew what he did.

"I don't want to eat whatever you cook!" I said turning back to leave.

He walked upto me and held my hand from behind to stop me from leaving.

"Amy, what's wrong?" He asked.

I can't believe this man. Does he think I don't know anything.. Or he expect me to avoid every f*cking details and pretend to be his happy daughter blessedwith an ideal father?

"What's wrong you ask?" I stood and crossed my arms looking at him seriously now.

"Where were you last night?" I asked. I know he had forced a woman once again or maybe killed a woman brutally.. Why does he do that.? Why is it soimportant for him to remain inside the mafia and do these crimes? Why can't he leave everything and think about me... His ONLY daughter??

"I was at the bar!" He replied avoiding looking into my eyes.

"Doing what?" I demanded again.

"You don't need to know!" He said strictly.

"Dad! I know what you Must have did last night! You are my only family, and I am living under your parenting that is why I neither can report you nor canleave you, but the days you are going to commit a crime. . I am not gonna look or talk to you neither am I going to eat all the stupid stuff you cooked for me!" Isaid and stormed off the door leaving him standing there.

I was fuming with rage. Why does he not stop? I know since my mom died he had kept me safe and protected. He does all the housework so I don't have towork hard, he buys me everything I want without even making me to ask him to buy for me.. He is a good father.. But a good man? Isn't he supposed to be thattoo?

EDWARD'S POV

Stella had told me that she would go to a friend's after bar for a sleep over party so, I wasn't really worried about her as I thought she was safe with herfriend she is at. She didn't call me because I cannot afford a personal phone for her too.

Today, I got up at dawn and headed for my first job in the day that is newspaper vending.

That also did go as my workout sessions. After the vending I headed home took a shower made myself some Cornflakes and milkshake, eating them Iheaded for my college after locking the door and hiding the keys in the bushes.

Soon I reached the college and at the gate I spotted her... Amy Walker. She is the most beautiful girl of our college. I still remember the moment I bumpedinto her and the way she Kindly gathered up my stuff for me from the ground and handed to me with her enchanting smile.. I was mesmerised with her from thatvery moment.

But Amy Walker is way out of my League. She is beautiful, rich.. whereas I, am just an orphan who has to go through multiple minor jobs to keep affordingmine and Stella's tuition fee, house rent, electricity, water, food and other Bills, a princess like Amy would not have even heard of.

Besides, she already has a boyfriend Chris Donaldo.

Amy was alone when I spotted her.. Sitting inside our open air cafeteria using her phone wearing a white dress... She was beautiful.

To add upto it, Chris came in behind her and screamed in a loud voice suddenly bringing his face in the crook of her neck.

"Bhhoww!"

She acted scared and she looked around spotting Chris grinning at her on his little victory of being able to scare her suddenly.

She punched on his chest a few times play fully pouting at what he did suddenly scared her so much and he tilted her chin upwards to kiss her. She didn'tresist him and kissed him back wrapping her arms around his neck.

If only I could be the Chris of her life, but I know, I am just dreaming. A princess like Amy, would never fall in love with a peasant like me!

I took my eyes off them ignoring my feelings I walked inside the classroom after checking my schedule for this semester, I had English First.

The room was filled when I came in and there was only one bench empty at the back. My heart skipped a beat when I saw Amy walking inside theclassroom after me approaching to the bench I was settled on.

Her eyes seemed weird as if she had cried a lot and her nose was pink too.

I knew she had been crying.. But why? My heart ached watching her like that. Amy is my princess, I don't like to watch her sad... Or crying.

She settled besides me taking out her phone she kept staring at it saying nothing. I desperately wanted to initiate a conversation with her but it was like mylips were glued preventing me from speaking

"Hy!" She said and sniffed as she was controlling herself from breaking down in front of a stranger like me.

"Hy, Edward Johnson." I said and immediately realized, my tone sounded desperate.

She didn't say anything, just smiled a halfway. It seemed as if she was forcing herself to talk to me so that she could distract herself from something.. Butwhat could it possibly be?

"If-If you don't mind.." She said and sniffed again, "Could you join me for a cup of coffee after class?" She asked.

I was shocked at her sudden offer like that...

Is she kidding me? Or is she in love with me? Or is it that her boyfriend dumped her so now she is Looking for a replacement? I would happily replace Chrisin her life if I have to.

"S-sure!" I said trying to control myself from giving her a weird expression.. I definitely did not wanted her to snap out.. Not when she herself offered to havea cup of coffee with me.