Nikki Bella awoke to a splitting spinning, near vomit inducing headache. She tried to move her limbs only to have them protest agonizingly.
What Happened Nikki thought. She opened her eyes, but it was as if she never had. She couldn't see anything, and all around her there was nothing but suffocating pitch.
Nikki- Oh God!
Nikki tested her limbs again, to no avail. It was then she realized why they had hurt so badly before to move; her wrist seems to be awkwardly tied behind her back. While legs were free, they seemed to be bent upward against her chest, and then held in place by…
I'm moving! Why? Why am I in a car...trunk! She thought as she tried to stay calm and not panic.
Lying on her side, her shoulder was almost completely numb. Worse, her mouth had been stuffed with some kind of bitter tasting cloth. Nikki worked her stiff jaw, managing to spit the nasty gag from her mouth. She screamed as the first threads of absolute terror took hold. Still screaming, she beat the trunk with her feet. The steady rollicking beneath her of a moving car never stopped. Nikki beat and screamed until she felt woozy again. Pausing to catch her breath she tried to clear the fog from her mind and remember how she had gotten to this state.
What time is? She wondered
The last thing she remembered was being pissed with Brie. She and Brie had gotten separated during Fan Axcess. That hadn't really been a big deal, lots of fan activities, so much to do, see, plus all that photo taking. She had expected to see Brie later, before WrestleMania. But Brie had not come back that night to the hotel room they shared. Early the morning of WrestleMania, Nikki woke to her sisters unslept in bed as well. In fact, Brie had not even shown up for her in-ring call time. Nikki had been a little worried, it wasn't like Brie (she was the RESPONSIBLE one, Nikki usually relied on her to keep them from both from being late.). She had not had time to worry fully however, production had come around to tell the Divas all their places in the Lumber Jill match, Nikki had just hurriedly made sick excuses for Brie. Production had not liked it, but what could they do? They had pulled Nikki from the match, not wanting fans to know she and her sister weren't both there. Nikki had argued with creative trying to still be in the match, but they shot her down and left the whole situation with threats to Nikki about her and Brie careers if they were ever without one another again at a show. Nikki, had stalked from the back office bristling, hating the way WWE thought of her and her sister as a unit as opposed to individuals. Furiously texting Brie all the things she was gonna do to her when she got her hands on her, she had a misstep, crashing into solid flesh.
"Oh Sor-"
The words shriveled and died in Nikki's throat as she had to crane her head back and then back again. Towering over her in all his sweaty seven foot colossalness, was Kane. Nikki had to work hard to control the shudder skimming across her spine. Of all the wrestlers on the WWE roster, Nikki liked Kane the least. There was something just wrong with the man, an offness that made it hard to accept him as a human being. Nikki couldn't really put her finger on it, it was not his size, girth or even his menacing countenance with the disfigured eye.
Nikki had more than once caught him staring at her or Brie or the both of them. Nikki usually liked men to stare; Momma Bella had always said if they didn't stare you weren't doing something right. But Kane's stare made Nikki feel unclean, as if she was a prostitute or had just freshly climbed out a sewer.
It was that stare he fixed down on her now.
Nikki bit her lip and tried to ease around the huge uncomfortable male, but he shifted his weight hemming Nikki in. Lowering his head slightly he leaned close to Nikki until they were nearly nose to nose, Nikki could even smell the slight musk of his sweat.
Nikki jerked back from the sentence practically growled at her. Kane was a total tool, obviously one mat bump to many. Not wanting to seem scared (she was a Bella after all), Nikki rolled her eyes and neck, and shoot back,
Nikki-Lay off those elbow drops big boy
She had stalked away from Kane in the opposite direction, still telling herself the shiver suddenly lifting the hair on her arms was from a chill she hadn't noticed.
The memory faded, leaving Nikki to her panic once more in the stuffy moving dark. Things got fuzzy after WrestleMania. She barely remembered the matches or even what she had done with her time after the encounter with Kane. All she could remember was heading back to the hotel, with dark thoughts about ripping Brie a new one for being so careless.
Did I make it back? She thought
Tears well in Nikki's eyes, she didn't remember. Everything was blank after WrestleMania, and here she was tied up in the back of a car trunk.
Nikki renewed her screaming and kicking in the trunk. If she couldn't get free, maybe the noise would draw someone attention. After beating herself against the trunk interior for what seemed like hours, she was soon hot, nauseous, and hoarse.
Nikki-Water… she said gasping for air
Nikki slipped in and out of consciousness, fighting her thirst and terror. Tires squealed beneath her and the sounds changed. The smooth rollicking was replaced by rough bouncing and Nikki could hear pebbles beating against the undercarriage. The car began to slow as well.
Nikki tried to think through her haze, if the car stopped she needed to try and be ready. Her legs were free, she had to try escape. The car came to a stop, Nikki listened to her captor for what seemed like an agonizingly long time to exit the car. She listened for every creak, and for the door to slam.
She wiggle her limbs as best she could trying to restore some feeling in them. Heavy foot falls grinding gravel as they drew closer to where she lay. They abruptly stopped, as did Nikki's breath.
Kick and run…... Just Kick and run she thought
The trunk popped was like a gunshot spurring her on. She didn't even stop to think, just kicked out with both legs, and prayed they connected. She dimly registered the twilight, and cold evening air, but no matter she'd worry about elements later this was about self-preservation first. There was a grunt, and Nikki felt her ankles roughly yanked, jerking her bottom first from the trunk.
Her forehead wacked into the trunk lid with the force of being pull forward and out. Nikki cried out in pain and tried to remain conscious even as she was unceremoniously dumped on the gravel. Nikki didn't even try to see who her captor was; the strength of that pull was enough to let her know that anything that followed would not be pleasant. Nikki rolled quickly to her stomach and tried to scramble away, even though her tied wrists and with a pounding head it made it impossible to escape .
Nikki was jerked upright by the waist band of her jeans, Spun roughly Nikki was face to chest with Kane! Shocked only a little, and terrified beyond all reason, she open her mouth to scream. Before she could even make a sound the back of his right knuckles smashed into her cheek with a ear-splitting pop. Kane then slung Nikki over his shoulder like she was no more than a damp rag, and strolled off in to the woods.
Nikki woke up her head was pounding as well as the side of her face, she tried to move but realized her hand and legs had been retied. All of a sudden Nikki looked up to see Kane towering over her.
Nikki-Please let me go Kane she said whilst trying to hold back tears
Kane- No ! He shouted at her
Nikki-Please let me go now and I won't tell anyone what you did
Kane-You think I'm that stupid he asked
His arms reaching for her, and she tried to push him away, "And here I always thought Brie was the feisty one," he commented, shoving her to the bed and she couldn't the help the whimper that escaped as the back of her head connected with the headboard.
Kane-If you would just be a good little girl now I wouldn't have to hurt you," he said
Running his finger over the bruise that was forming on her jawline. She turned away, repulsed by the idea of what this man was thinking of doing to her. She wouldn't allow it. She refused to allow him to get that far.
Nikki-Go to hell! she cried
Trying to maneuver him off of her, the full weight of his body nearly crushing her waist as he continued to straddle her.
Kane-Maybe I will, but at least I'll get what I want before I go he whispered,
His voice now close to her ear and she tried not to let on to the fear that was bubbling up inside of her. She could sense him lowering himself on top of her, and she attempted to use her shoulder to get him, but he was too quick.
Kane-What did I tell you about not fighting back! he cried,
His voice filled with anger now instead of lust, she screamed as she felt his knee jam into her stomach, her eyes filling with tears as she tried to gasp for air.
Nikki-No, please, Please don't hurt me, she gasped,
Kane- Sorry But you have misbehaved now you have to be punished,
Continuing to fight him as he yanked her up by her shirt, ripping the shirt just with his sheer strength. With her legs free, she tried to kick at him, but that only seemed to make him angrier, She cried out as he forced her back down on the bed, this time face first, his legs still straddling her waist.
Kane-I told you we could have made this easy, but you chose to play hard. You want rough, you got it,
Almost instantly she felt something, a belt probably, connecting with her back. First once, then a second time, she stopped struggling after the third, praying for an end. By the fifth one she had stopped fighting, tears falling onto the pillow, harsh sobs going unheard.
He yanked her up by the rope tied on her wrist, a sharp pain shooting through her shoulder. She tried to focus on staying conscious, but even that was beginning to get too difficult.
She screamed as she felt him enter her body, tears of pain. She could feel him pounding and thrusting in and out of her, her insides screaming in pain, his monstrous hands roughly rubbing up and down her body and after what felt like hours of the torture, Nikki finally passed out.