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Strangers ch.1
It was late and Jenni had just gotten in a fight with Rodger. She was walking home alone to go back to her house. She felt her phone vibrate in her clutch and pulled it out.
The caller ID read 'Rodger'. She sighed before answering the phone. Rodger was clearly frustrated when he answered.
"Where are you Jenni?" He said in defeat. The fight was stupid and he just wanted to get Jenni and go back to their house.
"I'm walking home, I should be there soon." Jenni said before hanging up her phone and putting it back in her clutch.
Jenni continued walking but then she noticed there was no one on the street with her but she felt like she was being watched. But she pushed the feeling aside and continued walking.
Suddenly something moved out of the corner of her eye and she turned looking around everywhere a full 360 degree turn. But nothing was there so she proceeded down the quiet street.
She was alert though listening to every sound around her. She felt like she was overreacting but she was scared now.
Jenni quickened her pace and turned the corner to see she was still about six streets away from her and Rodger's house. Right now she just wanted to get to her house, walk in the door tell him she was sorry and make up.
She was a few streets away from hers when it happened. She was being yanked backwards and out of fear and instinct she shut her eyes.
When she reopened them and it was too dark to see, but she could tell a man like figure was close to her then he shoved a cloth over her face and dragged her with him.
Jenni tried screaming, screamed her lungs out for half a mile when the man couldn't take it anymore and shoved her down a hill.
She desperately threw her tan hands out trying to get ahold of something. After a few moments of lunging at air she finally got ahold of something. It was a hand! She couldn't help but feel relief.
Someone had actually come to help her she thought! "You alright there?" The person asked. She looked up to see a man about her age, his dark hair was gelled up into a blowout and he was tan. His face was soft and his lips were in the shape of a rose bud.
All in all he was her type and he was hot, if it wasn't for the current situation and if she wasn't with Rodger she would have been flirting with him now. He looked familiar though, but she couldn't understand where she had seen him before.
"Uh… can you speak or…." He said slowly, and Jenni realizes she had been staring.
"Um yeah sorry, no I'm not ok I've been mugged." She cried out almost on the brink of tears.
"Oh, I'm so sorry. Would you like a ride or something? My cars just up there, I can drive you home." He spoke quickly like he was in a hurry to get somewhere.
She was exhausted and she did not feel like walking so at the time his offer sounded great but she had only just met him and all and all she wanted was just to get home to Rodger.
He pulled her up and started walking towards his car. She considered breaking his grip on her hand but it was too tight.
When they got in the car and she was about to tell him she would walk home instead. But instead he pushed her in. She watched him get in the back with her and then he signaled someone to drive.
"Maybe I will just walk home instead." Jenni said hopefully. He turned around with a slight grin that made her feel uneasy.
"Didn't anyone ever tell you don't talk to strangers?"
He drew his hand back and the next thing she felt was a sharp blow to her head before blacking out.
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Jenni woke up on a dirty mattress; she had a stinging sensation inside her read. The room was dark, empty and cold.
Jenni attempted to feel her head. That was when she realized she couldn't move; she was completely tied down. She looked around the room for any sign of life, anyone that could help. She couldn't remember how she even got there.
She remembered being offered a ride and being pushed into a car, but after that… blank. There weren't any windows just one door at the other side of the room, which wasn't very big.
All Jenni could think was this must be a dream. She heard voices outside the door and she clenched her eyes tight hoping if they thought she was sleeping then they would go away.
The door opened and three people walked in. "God how hard did you hit her." One of them said. "Not hard enough to kill her… I think." A different voice replied.
"So what should we do with her?" The first voice said and then a familiar voice said, "Oh I have plenty of ideas…"
Before Jenni realized what she was doing she swallowed. She hoped they didn't hear her. She held her breath as she heard footsteps approaching her.
The mattress depressed and Jenni felt a hot breath against her neck. He lent forward and whispered, "I know you're awake."
A scream caught in her throat as she opened her eyes that met with two familiar brown ones.
Another man walked up behind him and she recognized him as the one that mugged her… or so she thought at the time.
The one holding himself above her had his eyes traveling up and down Jenni's body with a smirk on his face.
She wrinkled her nose in disgust and the other two behind him were laughing. "I don't think she likes you checking her out Pauly." Jenni had seen him before with that name on the news last night. He had broken out of prison and killed a few people in the process.
She was in the hands of Paul Delvecchio…. Realization dawned over her. "Fuck," She mumbled. Pauly laughed, "Oh no we'll do that later," he said getting off of the mattress.
"Do me a favor sweetheart; don't EVER try to deceive me again." Pauly said before he kicked the side of the scared brunette's ribs.
She curled up in a ball from the pain. Pauly yanked Jenni's hair forcing her to look at him. "Do you understand me?" He seethed. She nodded then he slapped her hard across the face. "ANSWER ME WHEN I TALK TO YOU!" Shouted the familiar voice, she couldn't breathe let alone talk.
"Yes" She managed to squeak out. "Good," He smirked and let go of her hair. All three of them walked out.
Just before Pauly walked out he said, "Don't go anywhere while I'm gone. Oh wait you can't" With one last smirk he left slamming the door and locking it.
Unfortunately this wasn't a dream like Jenni had hoped. All she wanted right now was to be in bed cuddled next to Rodger. Even if they were fighting she didn't care. She missed him like crazy and wished he could come save her. The only problem was, Rodger would have no idea where Jenni was. She also knew there was a chance she wouldn't even get out of wherever she was. And if she did where would she go? She could be in a different country for all she knew.
But what if they killed her, then she definitely wouldn't be getting out of this hell hole.
Tears were sliding down Jenni's cheeks she kept thinking of what would have happened if she wouldn't have gotten in that argument with Rodger. Or what would have happened if she would have just ran after he had helped her up.
But that wouldn't change anything now. She started shaking as she cried more. Rodger would probably think that Jenni left him or something.
She choked out more tears which soon led to actual chocking. She thought maybe it was better to dir so she wouldn't have to suffer.
She gasped and coughed, nearly throwing up. The door flung open to reveal Pauly. "What the fuck is… Aw shit."
Within minutes he was by her side. She was practically hyperventilating and it was only getting worse because he was so close to her.
The ropes were untied and he raised his hand, which made her think he was going to slap her again, but instead grabbed her wrist.
"Stop squirming I'm trying to take your pulse… shit, fuck, fuck, fuck!" he panicked. He took her face in his hands forcing the young adult to look at him. "Look, I think you're ribs may be broken. You've got to stop crying and focus on controlling your breathing. If you don't you could die." He said as calmly as possible.
Jenni listened to him and stopped crying. He put his arm around her rubbing his hand up and down her back, which strangely was comforting to her.
Soon enough her breathing had gone back to normal and he let out a sigh of relief. Jenni couldn't understand why he was being so nice to her though.
"There, see what happens when you actually listen to me," He said with a satisfied smirk.
Then he began pulling up her shirt, and she shoved his hands away and gave him a pleading look not to do anything to her.
"I have to pull it up to check for broken bones." He said, the slightest bit of annoyance in his voice.
He reached for her shirt again and this time she didn't move in fear of getting hit. He stared at her now bare torso and licked his lips.
"Creep" She said under her breath thinking he wouldn't be able to hear it.
"What was that?" He said looking up at her.
"Nothing," She said slightly nervous that maybe he did hear what she had said.
"That is what I thought." He traced his fingers along the bottom of her rib cage, pressing down ever so lightly in certain areas. "No, nothing seems to be broken maybe it was a false alarm."
He continued tracing his fingers across it; he noticed the look of absolute disgust on Jenni's face and smirked. When he looked away she rolled her eyes and gave him the middle finger in her mind, but not for real. She wasn't stupid.
"What's your name?" He said still rubbing her torso.
"Jenni," She said almost regretting it. She wished she would have lied and said it was something else but that isn't really an option any more.
"Jenni, I'm not going to try anything on you… well not yet." He said and she felt a vomiting sensation.
"Can you put my shirt back down I'm cold?" Jenni asked in a hopeful tone.
"I don't mind warming you up." He replied pulling her closer.
"N-n-no I'm fine." She said quickly. He let out a fake sigh, "What's the magic word?" He asked.
Jenni didn't think he could possibly be serious but he just waited for an answer so she let out a quiet "please".
He laughed, "No its 'I love you Pauly and I want to have your babies'."
He sat looking at her expectantly, a small smile playing on his lips. "I'm not saying that." She spoke looking him right in the eyes. The smile on his face vanished and was replaced with a look of anger.
He dug his fingernails into her arm and she let out a gasp of pain. "You will say whatever I want you to say, got it?" He said through gritted teeth.
"I'm not going to say that." She replied calmly.
His eyes flashed dangerously, "You will say whatever I want you to say and you will do whatever I want you to do. Do you know why? Because you're mine and there isn't anything in the world that can stop me from doing what I want' If I wanted to kill you right now, I would!"
He pinned her down and his face was close to hers. "Then why don't you just do it? Go on kill me, it would be much better than being around you," She retorted.
He looked like he wanted to punch her but for some reason he held back, an evil smile across his face.
"But why give you the satisfaction; there are still plenty of things I want to do with you and when I eventually decide I want to kill you, I'm going to do it slow, real slow so you can feel every second of the pain. By the time I'm done you will be begging me for death." And then he did punch her, in the fasce.
It was hard but not hard enough to make her pass out which she was sure was he wanted, that sick bastard. She wanted to cry but at that point she was beyond it.
He left the room locking the door but surprisingly leaving her untied. This time though she paid attention to her surroundings.
Through the door she had gathered that she was on the second floor which she guessed was pretty high up. Also she could see a window through the door and all she seen was cornfields so that meant they were in the middle of nowhere.
If only she could find a way out of the stupid room.
She sat for a few hours contemplating all of this but still she had come up with nothing. She stood ip and began pacing up and down the length of the small room. The something caught her eye.
A video camera, the son a bitch was watching her. Just then she was struck with a brilliant idea. She knew the risks but also knew that this might be her only way out.
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