I know a lot of you are waiting on the next chapter of Regrets. I'm still working on it. I'm trying to find a good place to end the chapter.
Anyway I came up with this while I was at work today, and it begged to be written while it was still fresh in my mind.
This story is rated M for language, rape (Not enough detail to make it a lemon), and lots of gore later on.
Chapter One: Guilt and Fear
"It wasn't supposed to go this way. She was supposed to stay unconscious!" yelled the young man in the back seat.
"Dude, we don't have to go through with this." complained the college freshman in the front passenger seat for the hundredth time.
"Yes we do!" retorted the eldest of the three sitting in the driver's seat.
"No we don't, we can still turn the car around and stop this." The boy shouted back. "This is insane. We should let her go."
"What do you suppose will happen Bobby?" he said condescendingly to the boy sitting beside him, "Pull over, untie her, apologize for drugging her and raping her, explain to her that it was all a big misunderstanding, and we all go on our merry way? I don't think so."
"We can't kill her." Bobby pleaded.
"We don't have a choice, dude. She knows who we are, and even after what we did she's not intimidated by us in the least." The boy in the back concluded. "Not to mention she's mad as hell."
"I can't believe you're siding with him, Tom. We're not murders." Bobby gazed at the impassive face of the man sitting behind him and ammended. "I'm not a murder."
"That's right Bobby, you're not a murderer." said the man in the driver's seat, "You're just a rapist."
"Why did I let you guys talk me into this?"
"If I recall, you had quite a hard on for the little lady in the trunk," said the eldest of the three sitting behind the wheel, "and you wanted to knock her down a peg after she embarassed you when you asked her out."
"I never wanted this." Bobby sobbed. "There's got to be something we can do, Dirk."
"There is." Dirk responded reassuringly. "I'll pull over up there, and we can clean up the mess we made."
Two hours earlier
"I don't think we should do this." Bobby said nervously, "She's waking up. I'm sure of it."
"I put enough Ketamine in her drink to knock out a bull elephant," Dirk assured him. "She's not getting up for awhile."
"Well if you two are just gonna stand there, I'm gonna have my go." Tom said as he pushed his way between his two co-conspiretors and undid his belt.
"No way dude, I'm not taking your sloppy seconds."
The girl awoke as Dirk was having his go at her. It took both Tom and Bobby to restrain her while he finished. Dirk was thankful that they chosen to take her to the Delta Iota Kappa's sound proofed room. She had screamed so loud he thought his ears were going to start bleeding, and it certainly would've gotten the attention of the other party goers. The fact that she had awakened had ruined his initial plan. They had to get her out of there fast without gaining much attention. Luckily he'd been prepared incase he had to knock anyone else out.
After he pulled his pants back on he pulled a syringe from his jacket pocket.
"What's that?" Bobby asked.
The girl screamed again as Dirk pulled the cap off and tested the syringe.
"Ketamine. It's a horse tranquilizer."
"Where'd you get that?" Tom asked.
"I'm a fourth year vetinary student. I snuck it out of one of my labs." Dirk replied
"Won't that kill her?" Bobby asked.
"Probably not," Dirk responded, "I put twice this amount in her drink, and she was only out for an hour."
He sunk the needle into her arm, and injected the contents into her bloodstream.
"My daddy is going to kill you all." she said with such cold malice that all three boys shuttered. Moments later she passed out.
Dirk dug in the closet and pulled out one of the ropes used to tie up unruly pledges. Tom tied her expertly, having been a boycout in his adolesence. Dirk pulled off his bandana for a makeshift gag. He pulled a body bag out of the closet, which is also occasionally used on pledges, put her unconscious body in it, and zipped it closed.
"Okay guys, the key hear is to act natural." Dirk instructed. "The story is that this is a Delta pledge we caught where he didn't belong. No further story is required. Got it."
The other boys responded by nodding their heads.
"Good, now I want you guys to start fucking laughing like this is the funniest thing to happen this week. We act like it's too funny they get suspicious. We act too somber and they still get suspicious." Dirk opened the door, and the guys did as they were instructed.
Everyone was too drunk, or too intent on getting laid to really pay any mind to the Frat boy carrying a bundle down the stairs and out the door. Without a hitch they made it out the back daoor and to Dirk's parking space where they threw her in the trunk of his car.
Half hour later
She was already awake and trying to scream through the gag they'd placed in her mouth. Her eyes radiated malice the likes of which none of them had ever seen before. The blood on the rope testified to her trying to break free of her bonds. She writhed and fought as Tom pulled her out of the trunk. Dirk fumbled in the glove box, while Bobby just stood there.
"What do you want me to do with her Dirk?" Tom said after he removed the struggling girl from the trunk. Even completrly bound Tom was having a very difficult time holding on to her.
"Just drop the bitch near the edge of the cliff, and stand back." he said as he held up a .32 pistol, "I've never been a very good shot."
"We can't do this!" Bobby protested, but he stood still.
"She knows us. She'll be able to ID us. If she lives our lives are over."
"I don't want any part of this!"
Even though she was bound the girl still struggled to her feet. She faced her attackers and bored into their souls with the most piercing gaze any of them had ever seen. She wasn't running, or crying, or pleading, just glaring at them with hatred.
"It's too late, you're in just as deep as the rest of us."
"Dirk's right, Bobby. This is the only way to end this that doesn't end with us all in prison."
"What if she swore she'd never tell anyone?"
"Are you fucking kidding me? said Tom, "Just look at her?"
Bobby did as he was told, and he saw everything that had attracted him to her in the first place. Her beauty, her strength, her courage..., her pride. "You are right about one thing." Bobby admitted. "Bra Brief would never back down from anyone."
"I'm so glad we're in agreeance." Dirk said as he leveled his gun at her chest and opened fire. Three holes erupted in her designer shirt as she toppled over the edge.
Bobby choked out a gasp as he watched the scene unfold before him. Tom grabbed his by the shoulder and pushed him into the backseat of the car. Dirk jumped in and they sped away.
