Chapter 2
As he walked out of the room, I started to hyperventilate; I didn't know what I was going to do. My hands and feet weren't even coming loose. I tried over and over to try to loosen them up and they wouldn't budge. So I looked around my room. I know that I was starting to get tired so I tried to relax just a little so I could think of a way to get me out of these restraints. My whole body was starting to get sore. As I looked around my room, one thing stood out to me. It was glowing red and it said three fifty. It was the time.
My sisters were going to be walking home in ten minutes and I didn't want them to see him or anyone else that he was talking to on his phone. I didn't want anything to happen to them. I looked around the room again trying to see if I could find anything else that could help me get out of this situation. There was nothing. I was going to have do lay here and deal with anything and everything that he was going to do.
I didn't have anything else to do so I did the only thing that I could do. Cry. I cried so hard that I felt like I was going to throw up. I didn't know what else to do. I was good at crying, it was easy.
As I was crying I started to hear a humming sound coming from downstairs. Then I started to cry ever harder because I knew what that means that my sisters were home. They were coming in through the garage like they did everyday around this time of day. I must have cried longer then I thought.
Where was he? Why wasn't he back? Was he hurting my sisters? My mind was racing and I couldn't think straight. Then I heard my sister Danielle walking up the stairs talking to someone. Then I heard he go into her own room next to mine. Her bedroom was the second door on the left. She shut her door and did what she normally does, Turned on her music as loud as possible and do her homework.
Then I heard Rose going into her room and slamming her door like she was really upset about something. She did the same as Danielle and turned up her music as loud as possible too.
I knew that my sisters would normal lock there doors when they get home from school. So I was glad that they at least made it there safe. So now I was the only one that would be getting hurt or whatever he was going to do to me.
A little while after that I heard someone trying to unlock my door. I leaned my head back and closed my eyes trying to blink away any hint that I have been crying. He doesn't have the right to see me cry. I won't give him that.
He came in with another guy that I had seen once before. I think his name was Smith or some thing but I wasn't sure, we will call him S. He is a year or two ahead of us in school. He was always really shy and quiet and didn't like to make eye contact. Well when he walked in he made direct eye contact with me and had the same wicked smile the D did on his face.
D came over to me and started to touch my face with his hand. Like he was trying to make a sweet and sincere gesture, I didn't buy it. "Isn't she a beauty?" D asked S. "She sure is, when were done with her, she wont be" then S laughed and it made me jump.
Then D came over to me and started to slowly unbutton my jeans while S was trying to pull up my sweatshirt. Since I was tied up they decided that just sliding the sweatshirt above my head would work. As well as D pulling the jeans down to my ankles and leaving them there. All that I had on that was covering my body up was my white tank top, my bra and my underwear. I felt humiliated. If he would rape me him self that would be bad enough, but for him to bring a friend along made it even worse. I had so many feelings going on I didn't even notice that I was starting to cry again.
I didn't want them to notice so I tried to place my face under the sweatshirt that was lying over my head and got it to where it covered my entire face. They did notice but didn't seem to mind. Then I heard D move around the room and back with something that ice cold when it touched my flesh. When I finally realized what he was doing I wanted to scream.
D was using scissors, using them to cut off my underwear and tank top and lastly my bra. By the time I was fully nude except for the sweatshirt over my face and the jeans and my ankles I started to shake. I shook so much what my teeth were chattering together.
S came up to my ear and said "oh you are going to enjoy this, if you don't, I know that I will".
