"We're going to finish the conversation." Finn said with that look of hunger in her eyes.
The other two women knew exactly what that look meant. At least someone was making the best of their weekend. Giving Sara the good luck look as she joined Morgan on stage she ducks out with Darryl.
The two stood under the stars at the hotel.
"So beautiful." Finn says. "You can't see stars in Vegas because of all the lights."
"Yeah beautiful." Echoed Darryl as he pulls her into a kiss.
She runs her hands along his ass and feels something that killed any jive she had going that weekend.
"You have something in your pocket there?" She asks him.
"You mean this." He says pulling out a wedding ring. "You got me."
"I'm not really into married men." She tells him. "Or liars. Good night."
As she walked away from him, he was not going to let her. Running up behind her he slams her into the wall.
"You think you can turn me on all night and walk away?" He says to her. "Think again."
"Darryl, please don't do this." She begs him.
She tried fighting back but he was bigger and stronger than her.
"I don't want to hurt you but I will." He says.
With one hand holding a knife to get throat, he takes his other hand and slides it up her dress.
She felt his hand go up her skirt and venture to her private areas. She was powerless to stop him. He slides his hand out and while keeping her pinned to the wall he undoes his pants. At this point Finn closes her eyes. She could feel what he was doing and it hurt so bad. He was forcing himself on her and enjoying it every minute.
He uses his knife to tear down the material of her dress and expose more of her body. A few minutes later he was done with her and threw her to the ground. Before he walks away he tells her one last thing.
"No one's going to believe you."
He leaves her in the dirt by the motel wall where he had done her dirty work. She just laid there for awhile. She could feel blood dripping down her legs and pooling on the ground. After laying in the dirt for what seems like an eternity she shakily gets to her feet.
Putting one foot in front of another she didn't even know where she was going.
She ended up in front of the bar. Sara and Morgan cross her mind. She needed them. They would believe her.
She pushed open the wood door and the familiar bar smell filled her nose. Morgan and Sara see her walk in. They see the scared look on her face. As they get closer they see the tear down her dress and the blood dripping down her legs and all over her legs.
"Finn, what happened?" Morgan asked trying to steady her friend.
"He raped me." was all she got out before the spinning room around her went black.
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Both women caught their friend as she collapsed.
"She needs to go to the hospital." Morgan says.
"She won't want to go." Sara responds. "We need to figure out what happened. We'll take her back to the hotel for now and let her wake up first."
"Alright but if she gets any worse we take her to the hospital." Morgan says.
"Deal. Let's go." Sara says as they helped their friend back to their motel.
As they rounded the corner to their room both of their stomachs' dropped.
The sight before them was sickening to them both. There was a puddle of blood soaking into the dirt. They knew it was Finn's. She had lost quite a bit of blood.
They walk past the pool of blood and into their room. They carefully place Finn on the bed. Morgan uses an extra pillow to support her head and neck. While Morgan tended to Finn, Sara was calling DB.
"Russell." The voice from the phone came.
"Hey Russell. It's Sara." Sara says.
"Hey Sara. How's the trip?" He asks.
"That's why I called. It's taken a turn." Sara tells him.
"What happened?" Russell asks. "Is everyone okay?"
Sara takes a deep breath. "Finn was raped."
"Raped." Russell said the word burning his lips. "What happened exactly?"
"Come. We're in Larkston. I'll explain when you get here." Sara tells him.
"Okay." He says. "I'll be there soon."
"Sara." Morgan says getting the older woman's attention. "You need to see this."
Sara goes over to the bed where Finn was barely conscious. Morgan gently pulls back Finn's top to show Sara what appeared to be a stab wound in Finn's lower abdomen.
"That son of a bitch stabbed her." Morgan says. "She needs a hospital."
Before Sara could open her mouth they heard voices outside. They recognized one as Darryl's but didn't know who the second one belonged to.
"Where is that bitch?" They heard Darryl say.
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Two hours of fast driving later Russell arrived in the small town of Larkston. He pulls up to the small motel just as the clock read 1:00am. He climbs out of his SUV and finds the room number Sara had texted him.
When he got to the door a chill went through him. Something didn't feel right. He cautiously pulls his gun from its hollister. He carefully pushed back to the door that wasn't latched.
The door opened with a creak. The room that came into Russell's vision turned his stomach. The bed had a sizable blood stain on it. Beside the bed was a pile of bloody clothes and a few stained rags.
After he deemed the room was clear he took a look around. On a bed stand next to the bed was a hollistered police issue pistol. On the floor by the window was a few shards of broken glass that were among a few drops of blood.
The bathroom held a lot of questions. The screen had been removed from the window. Most likely their way out but why did they have to leave through the window. The small medicine cabinet above the sink that been rummaged through. There was a blood trail that led from the bed over the window frame and got lost in the dirt outside the window.
Russell pulls out his phone and calls in the scene.
"What the hell happened here?"