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We were sitting in the car. Krug was driving with Justin in the passenger seat. Alex was in the middle row, being held close to Francis, and he ran his pocket knife along her skin lightly, as if daring her to try something. I was in the far back with Sadie, who was stroking my hair and legs. I was shaking uncontrollably.

"It's okay, honey," she said soothingly. I just kept looking down at my feet. "You know, Lisa," she continued, "You have been such a good girl. I might try to convince Krug to keep you."

I looked at her now. I'm sure I had a horrified expression on my face. "I think dying would be better," I muttered.

She smiled, "Well, that's not for you to decide."

I looked down again, fidgeting with my shirt sleeves. I could hear Alex crying in front of me. I wanted so badly to comfort her, but I dared not move.

"Our parents," Alex blurted out suddenly, "They have money! They will give you anything you want is you just let us go!"

Krug looked at her in the rearview mirror. "I don't need money, Alex." His voice was soft and deadly. She looked down at her feet, not daring to make eye contact with him again.

I looked out the window now, knowing that Alex was really hoping the ransom thing would work. I looked on at the empty road. No one was going to save us.

"You know, Krug," said Sadie, "Lisa here has been rather good hasn't she?" I glared down at the floor.

"Yeah," he said, "I would say she's been pretty easy going so far."

I felt my head spinning on my shoulders. How could there be people like this in the world? I just focused on my breathing, trying not to draw attention to myself.

Francis had undone Alex's handcuffs. She already had bruises on her wrists, though. She rubbed them tenderly, trying to get circulation back in her hands.

I noticed that Krug had pulled off the road and we were now driving on dirt and with trees on either side.

"Where are we going?" I asked hesitantly.

"Somewhere private," Sadie answered, making me cringe.

I tried not to cry again. Krug stopped the car in the middle or nowhere. I had no idea where we were, and that scared the shit out of me. Francis had allowed Alex to scoot away from him. Alex was nice, but sometimes she was just plain stupid. She was obviously not ready to give up.

Alex yawned and stretched out her arms, but instead of just stretching, she hit Francis in the face, hard. She quickly unlocked the door and started running. "Run, Alex!" I yelled after her.

Francis and Sadie both hopped out of the car pursuit of Alex. I prayed for Alex to find help.

"Wow," said Krug, "your little friend just keeps getting into trouble. Don't worry though, Lisa. She won't get far."

"Please, don't kill her," I begged him.

He laughed at me. I didn't push him further.

"So, Lisa," Krug said after a few seconds, "what were two lovely, young ladies doing in town all alone?"

"We just wanted to have some fun," I said hoarsely, "It's our first time here away from our parents."

"Well, we'll see if we can have some fun."

He looked dead serious. I started to breathe fast, hyperventilating.

Justin was in the passenger seat, pale white. I looked at him and he caught my eye in the rearview mirror. He looked away quickly.

Krug noticed that I was having difficulty breathing. He got out of the car and came around to open the back door so I could get out. I got out of the car, shaking. I needed to get out of this. I walked over to a tree slowly. Krug didn't bother following me.

Your first mistake, asshole, I thought.

I got to the tree, and then bolted. I didn't look back, not wanting to know if he was behind me. I ran and ran through the trees, trying to find Alex, but stay away from Sadie and Francis. I was looking for any roads, or people. Somebody had to be out there to help us.

I wanted to scream for help, but I didn't want to risk getting caught. I continued to run through the trees, when I caught a glimpse of Krug through the trees. I quickly found a tree to hind behind. I crouched down, praying that he wouldn't find me.

"Lisa," he called, "I know you're out there."

I was breathing loudly, and tried to cover my mouth with my hand to muffle the sound.

Tears rolled down my cheeks as a sat behind the tree still. He hadn't found me yet. I hoped some noise would lead him in the wrong direction.

I hadn't heard him for a few minutes. I decided that I should get up and try to run further. I got up and the second I looked around and tried to make sure I was alone, I was met with a sharp pain in my sternum.

I fell to the ground, trying to catch my breath. I looked up and saw Krug and Justin standing over me. Justin's eyes were wide and he looked terrified.

Krug grabbed my arm and picked me up. I screamed and writhed as he threw me over his shoulder. I was sobbing, and trying to kick out at him. No luck.

Justin was walking behind us, and I tried to make eye contact with him, to try to get him to help us. He wouldn't look up from the ground.

"Fuck, Lisa," said Krug as he dropped me on the ground back where the car was, "What the hell was that?"

He obviously wanted me to respond. I got onto my hands and knees, and then stood up to face him. I tried so hard not to tremble.

"If you would have just let us go, this wouldn't be happening," I sobbed. "You're human! How can you do this to us?" I yelled at him.

"You were just in the wrong place at the wrong time, Lisa," he said, "but if you want someone to blame, blame my fucking kid." He was now looking hard at Justin, who continued to look down.

I walked to the nearest tree and slid down it. I put my face in my hands and continued to sob. Krug and Justin sat on a log near me. Justin was still looking down.

A few minutes later, I looked and saw Sadie and Francis dragging a semi-conscious Alex behind them. She looked terrible. I cried out loud at the site of my injured friend. I was dizzy looking at Alex's face.

"What the fuck took so long?" Krug asked them, getting up from the log.

"Little bitch wanted to fight," Francis said, smirking at Alex, who was now back in the handcuffs.

"Is that right?" asked Krug, looking at Alex now.

Krug went up to her and looked down at her. There was a storm raging in his eyes, and Alex was on the receiving end. I looked at the two of them, just staring into each other's eyes.

Krug then lifted his hand, and backhanded Alex across the face. She fell to the ground. I ran towards her, but was stopped as I felt a searing pain in my scalp. Krug had grabbed my hair, and then threw me down next to Alex.

They all looked at us as we lay on the ground, sobbing. Krug walked over to Justin, and put his hand on the back of his son's neck.

"You see, Justin," he said calmly, "this is all your fault. Look at them. Whatever happens next is on you."

Justin was trembling as his father forced him to look at us. I looked up at Justin who looked very solemn. No one was going to help us.

"You know, it'd be a shame to let two young girls like that go to waste," Krug continued. I started coughing and vomited all over the ground.

This can't be happening. What did we do to deserve this? I was praying to the heavens by this point. If there was a God, though, I don't think he would let this happen.

Krug walked over to Alex, and pulled her up off the ground, her hands still securely cuffed behind her.

"So, Alex," he said staring down at her, "you think it's ok to just fuck me whenever you see fit?"

"No, I-," she tried to get out, but he cut her off.

"You have caused me so much grief today, girl," he said, "and now you're going to know what it feels like to be fucked."