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Warning this chapter gets pretty dark so be prepared! Possible trigger warnings.
Ch.7 Stumble upon Hate
(CLARE)
Reese grunts in satisfaction when he's finally done, my butt cheeks sting after all the lashings with his belt. My lower belly and pelvis sting and burn, my stomach churns and bubbles, as soon as Reese pulls out I vomit next to the bed. Sitting up to wipe my tears and mouth, I barely get a breath before Reese grabs my wrists lashing the belt around them. He tightens the belt as tight as he can before securing it around an exposed pipe.
"Fitz clean that up it stinks in here now," Reese commands as he secures the belt. Fitz grumbles but walks out to find something to clean the vomit up with.
"Reese you don't have to do this," I beg through my tears.
"Wouldn't want you to get any ideas about running again, I'll get you some water don't move," Reese says laughing at his little joke and Fitz comes back in with a sheet.
"I took it from Matt's bed he can sleep on that grimy blankets," Fitz smirks as he begins cleaning my vomit.
"Get some water and wash it down we might have to change rooms you have some smelly barf Precious," Reese says sitting on the bed and holding the water bottle to my lips. Fitz leaves the room and I take a sip of water before spitting it back at Reese. His eyes narrow and he grabs my chin holding it firmly so that I have to look at his eyes that are now full of rage. "That was stupid Baby Doll, if you don't drink water you'll dehydrate, spit it back at me again and I will force it down your throat followed by my dick. You are not getting rescued so give up now, you may hate us now but you will come to care for us, I don't care if it's real love or Stockholm syndrome but given enough time you'll come to care about us. In a few weeks precious we will be far away from Toronto and Owen and you me and Fitz will be one happy family."
Reese stops talking and holds the bottle to my lips again, this time I do drink from the bottle, the whole thing I was very thirsty. Reese puts the bottle down just as Fitz comes in with a bucket of water and splashes it on the floor, it splashes up and hits me making me shriek a bit and they laugh. It's now that I notice the other two lingering in the doorway and looking at me with lecherous wanting.
"If it's just supposed to be the three of us then what are they doing here," I question but my voice is weak and scratchy.
"Our cell mates, they helped us get out we'll be splitting up before long," Reese responds.
"Hey stop looking at her she's ours," Fitz barks at them.
"Ricky check in with your cousin and see how the search is going," Reese commands. Ricky nods and they finally leave the doorway.
"Owen won't give up looking for me," I tell them as Fitz sits on the bed and they both look at me.
"Sure he will, maybe not tomorrow or next week, next month maybe not even next year but he will. After some time Owen will meet some other pretty face and you will fade into a distant memory," Reese grins.
"When do I get to fuck her?" Fitz questions.
"No please I need to rest, I'm tired and hungry and I need some food," I plead hoping they have any humanity left. I mean they can't take me away from here if I'm dead so they must want to keep me alive…right?
"Stay with her I'll get her some food," Reese orders and Fitz nods.
I watch Reese go and wait until his footsteps are down the hall then look at Fitz, "Please let me go I don't need to be tied up Fitz. Honestly I don't, I do care, you know I like you better than Reese, if you let me go I'll let you make love to me." I don't mean it but I have to get free if I can even attempt to get out of here again.
"Sorry Sexy but Reese says I shouldn't listen to a word you say cause you'll say anything to get back to Owen. By the way Owen really?! I mean I guess he's better than Eli but if you were going to date Owen you coulda dated me," Fitz comments, his eyes roving over my body and then his fingertips start to follow the path of his eyes.
"Owen and I wouldn't be together if you two hadn't stalked and kidnapped me. We only got together or even became friends because of what you two did," I point out.
"You could have been with us it would have saved us all a lot of trouble," Fitz replies.
"And been tied, whipped, raped, bound and gagged all the time no thank you Owen actually loves me," I spit back.
"We love you too Sexy and if you'd come to us and been with us then we wouldn't have done any of this Clare. We only hurt you so that you'll learn that's what Reese tells me," Fitz replies.
This reminds me how much Fitz is the submissive personality in this situation, Reese is in command and Fitz will do anything he says. I know they both have some bit of sexual sadism because despite what Fitz said they both delight in hurting me. Still if I'm going to get out of here Fitz will be the easiest one to bend, not that he'll help me get out but I can trick him easier than Reese. Speak of the devil Reese comes in with a box of crackers and more water.
"Sorry precious no power means limited food choices," Reese apologizes sitting on the bed again.
"I can't eat with my hands tied," I point out.
"That's okay we can feed you, be good and we might give you dessert before your punishments," Reese grins with wicked revelry. Given that they won't untie my hands and I'm going to need my strength to survive let alone escape I give in. Opening my mouth just slightly and taking a bite of cracker when Reese holds it to my lips. "You know I think you need more than that, here protein," Reese says taking out a little individual pack of peanut butter.
He puts some on the cracker giving me another bite and then puts a bit on each of my nipples which he and Fitz of course lick off. I close my eyes desperately trying to pretend it's Owen doing it but it doesn't work, I know it's Reese and Fitz and they're doing it together. And that's how it continues, them feeding me and licking peanut butter off me, giving me sips of water and then kissing me. I stop myself from crying or it makes it impossible to eat. I feel ashamed and frightened when I see Ricky and Matt watching us from the doorway again. When I'm done eating Reese orders Fitz to put away the crackers and dispose of the trash while Reese gets something to clean the peanut butter from me. When they both leave the room however Ricky and Matt come right in, I don't like the way they're looking at me, I hate being touched by Reese and Fitz and I couldn't take it if these two started. I start thrashing but I'm still hurting and still tied tight to the pipe.
"REESE FITZ!" I scream out for them, seeking their protection and they may not give it.
Reese comes running back in and looks at them; he has a wet washcloth in his hand and walks to me, pulling Matt away as he sits on the bed of folded blankets again.
"Clare is ours," Reese says calmly and while Matt and Ricky do leave the room this seems to do little to dissuade their interest.
"Reese I don't like them," I comment when the two are gone and tears start trickling down my cheeks again.
"They won't touch you, you're for us," Reese shrugs as he begins using the washcloth to wash any remains of peanut butter from my breasts.
"Dude wet peanut butter smells gross can we change rooms?" Fitz requests coming back in.
"In a minute, punishments first," Reese replies and I begin sobbing harder as my body tightens anticipating pain. Fitz starts to laugh with a sadistic pleasure and my stomach ties itself into knots. "We couldn't get quite the range of toys and things to punish you as last time unfortunately. Tori has been good for a lot but she can't quite get into the adult stores, however it turns out her parents like things kinky and she lifted a whip from their bedroom, pretty isn't it?" Reese lifts the corner of the blankets and produces a whip with dozens of leather strands which are tied in knots in the end. "One of Tori's parents really gets off on pain, maybe it's both, that would explain her. Fitzy boy use your belt buckle end," Reese instructs and I hear Fitz taking off his belt.
They haven't struck me once and I can already feel the pain, I tense up and curl up as much as I can. Sobbing harder my tears begin to soak the blanket and my face stings from the salty tears, I hold desperately to a thought of Owen, the image of him in my mind is the only thing giving any tiny speck of solace right now.
"How many lashes? She deserves a lot she sent us to prison and she's dating one of my former best friends," Fitz grumbles.
"I agree Fitzy; do you know what we had to go through these last three months Precious? We were beaten in prison, Fitzy here even got cut in a fight and the only thing that kept us going was knowing that we'd have you back. We started planning from the minute we were there but you sent us there so I say one lash for every day we were in prison," Reese comments and I don't have to see him to know that he's grinning with lascivious sadistic pleasure. Suddenly my drive for fighting becomes very strong and I get a rush of adrenaline!
"NO GET AWAY FROM ME YOU SICK FREAKS!" I yell and quickly kick around me as I'm still tethered to the pipe and can't scratch or hit. I manage to get Fitz in the side but it doesn't seem to faze him much, however I do get Reese right where it counts and he goes down with a painful squeak.
"Fucking bitch! Hold her down!" Reese growls but his voice is tight with pain and it gives me the slightest bit of satisfaction.
One corner of my mouth curls up in the tiniest of smiles; it may be the only one I ever ear again. Fitz sits on my legs to keep me from thrashing while Reese is still doubled over in pain. Fitz grins at me with perverse excitement as he wraps one of his belt around his hand, holds the other end just below the buckle and pull it tight so that it makes a sharp cracking sound which echoes in the empty room. All I can do is cry and silently pray that I'll get out of here alive. Reese finally sits up, his face red and eyes narrowed in rage he grabs my face forcing me to look at him, not that I can see him too well through the tears.
"That was stupid Baby Doll, you'll still get a lashing for every day we were away from you in prison but now you'll get something extra special for kicking me. Turn her over we'll start with her back side," Reese orders.
He lets go of my face and Fitz gets off my legs but holds them tightly and roughly turns me, they can't turn me completely to my stomach with my wrists bound to the pipe but they get me as far as they can which twists my arms horribly and I feel like my right arm is being pulled off!
"Aaagghhh!" I scream out in a heavy groan of agonizing pain.
"We'll switch off Fitzy boy," Reese comments as I feel Fitz sitting on my feet again. "I'll go first, one," Reese says cracking the whip through the air!
"OW!" I scream as what feels like hundreds of leather strands bite harshly at the flesh on my butt.
"Two," Fitz counts off taking the buckle end of the belt and whipping it across my back! I scream again, choking on my tears of pain as the metal tears into my skin.
I barely get in a deep shuddering breath before Reese lashes me with the whip again. They don't stop counting to they stop and turn me to my back again which now feels like it's on fire. I'm crying so hard I can't see and am barely able to breathe. One of them gives me a couple small sips of water but that's all the respite I get before they start again.
"35," Reese says before whipping my breasts hard.
I hear Fitz count off and hear the belt whizzing through the air! Before the metal can rip through my skin again my body gives into the pain and I'm taken into the dark relief of unconsciousness.
(OWEN)
"I'm not getting signal anymore," Bianca says putting her phone down.
We'd been searching for Clare for about 4 hours now and covered maybe 15 or 20 kilometers of the edge of Toronto limits. We'd looked through a few abandoned farm houses, and a couple deserted buildings, even an old church but no Clare. We were using our phones GPS to find our way but the farther into the deep woods we got the less signal we had and it was finally gone, the road we were on was also coming to an end up ahead.
"And we're running out of road, I'll park and we'll walk," I comment.
"Owen we can't," Drew says.
"What do you mean we can't?! Clare is out there and we need to find her! I need to find her!" I roar at Drew, I'm really not mad at him but I need to find Clare and I'll do anything to find her.
"I know but we can't just go wandering through woods we've never been in before. We could get lost too and then we're no good to Clare. Last time we found her by chance, you and B remembered the cabin and we were lucky that it was their hiding place. Reese won't be stupid enough to use a place you guys might know about again. He's smarter so we have to be smarter. We aren't giving up but we can't just go wandering blind, besides it's getting dark. Let's go back to my house; we can have Adam printout aerial maps of the areas around Toronto so we can see all the buildings that are secluded. We can divide them up and print everyone directions, we'll split up and start again first thing tomorrow," Drew advises.
I release a breath, I want to cry and my heart is breaking thinking about what they could be doing to Clare. I don't want to stop looking, my desire is to keep going and not rest until I've found Clare but Drew is right we can't do this blind. We have to be smart about this, smarter than Reese and we need help, there's a lot of woods and barren roads around Toronto.
"Yeah okay," I resign backing up and turning around.
Bianca puts her hand on my arm in a comforting gesture and I give her an appreciative look, it's nice to have my friends here. We're silent for the rest of the way to Drew's house and it's dark by the time we get there. I see a lot of cars out front now, including two police cars. No reporters of course because Audra made sure of it but I can see a few hanging out up the street being kept back by the cops. I park in the driveway behind Omar, we get out and I hear the reporters calling to us to answer their questions but we ignore them and go inside through the basement.
"There you guys are I was about to call you," Adam says when we open the door.
The basement is full of our friends and everyone has pretty much the same worried despondent look on their face.
"We need to print out aerial maps of the areas surrounding Toronto so we know where to look," Drew tells his brother as I sink down on the sofa.
"Yeah like a grid search," Adam grins just slightly with renewed excitement for the search.
Adam grabs his laptop; K.C. sits next to him while they start discussing areas and maps. I'm sure they know what they're doing and I'm so worried about Clare it's keeping me from thinking straight. My brother looks over at me and twists his face in concern before coming over.
"There's food upstairs," Tris offers.
"I'm not hungry," I shake my head and then stand up because I'm having a terrible time sitting still. Most people are just sitting silently, aside from K.C. and Wes who are helping Adam print maps and Tori who is texting something on her phone. "I will get something to drink though," I respond and Tris gives me a scolding look, "soda not alcohol I can barely think as it is."
Tris nods and I go upstairs; Audra and Omar are here of course with Glen and Helen Martin and Clare's dad. There's also three cops, two detectives and that FBI agent here. One of the detectives is on his phone and I hope it means they have a lead on Clare so I linger in the kitchen.
"Is there a Tori Santamaria downstairs?" Asks the detective as he hangs up the phone.
"I think so," Audra nods.
"We'll need to speak to her," the detective says.
I furrow my brow wondering what they could want with Tori; she's not really friends with Clare and doesn't know her as well as even my brother or Maya. And Tori's never even met Reese or Fitz so I have no idea why the cops would want to talk to Tori.
"What for?" Omar questions.
"Her cousin is one of the other inmates that escaped and we believe she may have been communicating with them," he answers and I start running downstairs again.
I burst through the door and run down the few steps that are behind a wall, as soon as I'm at the open banister I jump over it. Landing on my feet on the floor and glaring at Tori while everyone else is looking at me for the leap I just took.
"YOU FUCKING BACK STABBING BITCH I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!" I holler storming over to Tori and everyone else gets out of my way.
I'm so enraged and ready to pick up Tori and toss her through the glass door but Dallas, Drew, Luke and K.C. grab me. The four of them manage to stop me but I'm still glaring at Tori.
"Dude what the hell are you doing?" Dallas asks.
"IT'S HER! HER COUSIN ESCAPED WITH THE TERROR TWINS AND SHE'S THE SPY! SHE PUT ALL THE NOTES IN CLARE'S LOCKER; SHE'S BEEN FEEDING THEM INFORMATION! SHE HELPED THEM TAKE CLARE!"
There's a gasp in the room, I see Tris and Zig look at Tori with the same look of wounded betrayal. Tori on the other hand is just looking at me, her only expression seems to be fear that I'm going to kill her, she doesn't look guilty or ashamed, she seems to have no remorse for what she did and it only makes me want to kill her more.
"Easy son we'll take her down to the station and find out what she knows," one of the cops tells me.
"I'll find out what she knows I'll beat it out of her," I growl trying to move again but the guys stop me.
"We'll find out and we've got helicopters out searching now, we'll find Clare, calm down. You should rest and get something to eat," says one of the officers.
"CALM DOWN?! I'VE KNOWN THAT BITCH SINCE SHE WAS EIGHT AND SHE BETRAYED ME! SHE HELPED THEM AND SPIED FOR THEM! NOW THE WOMAN I LOVE IS SOMEWHERE OUT THERE WITH TWO SADISTIC PSYCHOPATHS THAT COULD BE DOING ANYTHING TO HER AND YOU WANT ME TO CALM DOWN AND EAT SOMETHING?!"
"Owen you're going to get yourself arrested," Bianca warns me as the cops take a now crying Tori outside. "Why don't you and me take Tris, Zig and Cam to the hospital, you can see Maya and we can let her know what's going on," Bianca suggests.
I release a deep tense breath I was holding in and relax just slightly looking at my brother. He looks ashamed, sad and almost sick, Tori has been best friend for six years and she betrayed him to. I can see it in his face, Tris questioning everything Tori has done in the last few days or maybe weeks. Questioning if he should have figured it out and been able to stop her, questioning if he ever really knew her at all and what other things she's done. I finally force myself to calm down for my brother's sake and realize Bianca is right.
"Yeah," I breathe again, "let's go."
Tori's been gone at least a minute but Drew and the others finally let go of me and I walk out. Bianca, Tris, Zig and Cam follow me and we all get in my SUV and start driving to the hospital. It's past visiting hours but I don't care and I doubt anyone will stop us. We find Maya's room, her mom is here and they're watching TV.
"Hey any news?" Maya asks sitting up in the bed a little. She looks fine, there's no bandage on her head or anything, she's got her color back too. They're just keeping her for observation until the morning.
"Yeah Tori was the spy," I tell her taking a seat by Maya's bed, Zig leans against the wall, Tris and Cam sit on my Maya's bed.
"What do you mean Tori was the spy?" Maya gasps.
"Her cousin is one of the ones that escaped with the Terror Twins, she's the one that was giving them info and putting the notes in Clare's locker. The cops took her to the station to interrogate her I guess but Owen was ready to kill her," Cam tells Maya.
"I thought the spy would be someone at school we barely knew or maybe Eli or Alli but Tori?!" Maya exclaims.
"Yeah I couldn't believe it either and this whole time she's been pretending to help us keep Clare safe and look for the Terror Twins," Tris nods.
"Well at least if she knows where Clare is we can get her back right?" Maya points out and I'd been so angry at Tori this hadn't occurred to me.
"Yeah I hope she knows and she tells," I respond.
We hang out for about twenty minutes while Tris & Cam fill Maya in on the rest of the afternoon and our new search plans. Then we say goodnight and Maya says she'll be over as soon as she's released from the hospital tomorrow. I drive us back to the Torres house where just about everyone is camping out tonight. I never do eat but I just have no appetite, I feel sick to my stomach thinking about what they could be doing to Clare. Adam and the others printed some good aerial views and have broken up the areas into grids of searchable areas. Everyone's been broken into a team and given an area to search tomorrow. Since we're getting up early we go to bed pretty early but Drew puts on a movie since not many of us can sleep. By 2am though I am the last one up and I still can't sleep, all I can think of is Clare, what she's going through, what they may have done to her. I get up from the sofa, grab my Ice Hounds jacket and quietly go outside.
The winter evening is cool and crisp but thankfully we haven't had too much snow this year. It's a clear night and I can see every star in the sky, thing is they all remind me of Clare's eyes. I put my arms on the back of the bench and lean my head back just looking up at the stars and thinking about Clare. I need her home safe and with me, I need her in my arms and I feel a little piece of me dying with every ticking of the clock that she's not in my arms. I'll do anything to get Clare back safe and alive. Unlike Clare's family mine is not and has never been religious so I don't believe in God and I've never prayed before. If I had to classify myself I'd say I was agnostic but right now I'll do anything and if there is a God up there I hope he hears and answers my prayers.
"God please bring Clare back to me alive; please don't let her be in the hands of those two crazy sadists any more. Please God give her the strength to survive and get out of there."
(CLARE)
I wake up to an intense searing pain on my hip! "AAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!" I scream as the tears start rushing again and I struggle to breathe.
The pain lessens only slightly but enough that I can open my eyes and see Reese pulling something metal away from my flesh. It's a metal R on a chain, one he wore around his neck back in grade nine, and I realize he just burned it into my skin.
"Remember this Baby Doll? Tori retrieved it for me," Reese grins at me with vile avidity and then looks over me at Fitz. "Give her some water and then you can untie her, she's too weak to do anything at all right now. Nothing to dull the pain this time Precious, this time you get to feel every horrible minute of it and remember what happens when you disobey and betray us."
Reese stands up and I hear him walk out of the room, Fitz holds the water bottle to my lips and I drink a few sips. He sets it down again and loosens the belt from the pipe, my arms fall numb and almost lifeless, throbbing with a dull aching pain. I curl on my side, the one not burned by Reese, as Fitz starts taking the belt off my wrists. All I can do is cry and breathe, I'm in so much pain it's beyond agonizing, every lashing they gave me stings horribly and they are all over my body, much worse than last time. Even worse than all of those the burn on my hip is excruciating. I burned my finger once when I was about six, I stuck my finger in a candle flame for a couple seconds and got a second degree burn, this burn hurts 100 times more. My body starts shaking and I sob harder, Fitz finally gets the belt off and starts rubbing my back but with all the welts and cuts from the whipping it only hurts more. If it goes on like this I'm not sure I'll survive at all let alone long enough to get back to Owen. I hear Reese come back but I don't move, just keep sobbing and stay curled up. One of them covers me with a blanket I think they leave me but I'm crying too hard to tell. I can hear their muffled voices so they haven't gone far and then I hear more footsteps, I bury my head in the blanket and do my best to keep from crying anymore.
"Tori just texted they're gonna be using a new search pattern in the morning. She says they printed some maps and made teams," Ricky says.
"They find this place yet?" Reese questions.
"No but she says they're close," Ricky replies.
"Okay we might have to move out a little sooner than planned and camp in the woods a couple nights. Make sure the car is hidden, Fitz watch her while I get us something to eat," Reese commands and I hear footsteps again.
Reese comes back after a few minutes but I'm not hungry, they have me drink some water though. It's dark now I know that much I know and I can hear helicopters in the distance and I wish I could call out to them but they aren't close and even if they were they wouldn't hear me calling. To protect myself and bring me some peace my mind starts thinking about Owen, I see him clearly when I close my eyes and can almost feel his arms around me.
"Cold," I say and my voice sounds so weird, roughened by pain and tears.
They cover me with another blanket and lie down on either side of me, I'm warmer now but still sobbing and in so much pain. Eventually I cry myself to sleep, it's a deep almost drowning sleep and I don't quite dream but have images of all the people I love and am afraid of losing go through my mind. I walk up suddenly when I swear I hear Owen calling my name but it was only a dream. I'm in the bed with Reese and Fitz; they surround me, their arms and legs over me and trapping me. I'm naked but they have sweats and shirts on, even with them surrounding me I'm shivering in the freezing night air. I try to move, it's a painful process and it wakes them both up.
"Trying to go somewhere Precious?" Reese whispers sleepily.
"I have to use the washroom," I tell him even though I don't at all but I need an excuse to be let up.
They both yawn and roll off me; Reese stands up and offers me his hand I take it to stand up. Moving hurts so much and the damaged spot on my back is throbbing and numb. My arms ache and the spot on my hip where Reese burned the R on me is still burning and excruciating. I almost can't stand but I manage but of course Reese continues to hold me.
"No running water you have to go outside, better make it fast it's freezing out there," Reese snickers.
"You're going to make me go outside with no clothes?" I question thinking he must be crazy because I'll freeze.
"It'll keep everything perky but here you can wear Fitz's shoes," Reese says kicking them over to me.
He lets me go and grabs a flashlight by the door; I put Fitz's shoes on so I'm not stepping on nails and broken metal. His feet are much bigger than mine but the shoes will protect my feet. Reese leads me out of the building and I see how big it is, not only the building we're in but when I get outside I see that we're deep in a set of factories or office park perhaps. The night is freezing and my teeth start chattering but now is my only chance, I'd rather die free and frozen to death lost in the woods than in their clutches. So I turn quickly and kick Reese as hard as I can, he lets go of me and I start running, no idea where I'm going or which way is out but I run. Fitz's large shoes quickly fall off my feet and my bare feet pound on the cold hard pavement. There's light snow fall and I feel my toes beginning to freeze, I almost slip but find my footing. Running as fast and as hard as I can I think I see a road up ahead. My hope for freedom however is quickly extinguished when I get tackled and fall to the ground with a scream of hopelessness. I can hear Reese's heavy and angry breathing then he turns me over, sitting on my stomach and pushing down on my shoulder so that my back is getting ground into the asphalt.
"OWWW!" I scream.
"You think that hurt? You have no idea what pain is yet but you'll learn just as you'll learn to not disobey me," Reese growls putting my hands around my neck and squeezing until I start to feel the life leave my body!
Reese lets go of my neck, I'm barely conscious and then he kicks me in the head and it all goes dark.
Before you all freak out she's unconscious not dead. Update Thursday July 3rd starting from the next morning with Owen probably and this story has one or two more chapters in it.
