by Aimie
Chapter 21: "Instill Fear"
Adelle's POV--
I'm in a dark room. I can't see a thing because the darkness seems to be eating at my very soul. I'm in the middle of the room with tape on my mouth and both my hands and feet tied together. I am kneeling on the cold, unforgiving ground and I have been for about a day and it's hurting my knees--but it's all I can do.
Frank and Danny did their job. I am scared to death and there is no way they can scare me any more.
I was wrong.
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Normal POV-
The big steel door of her cell opened slightly and let some light in. After being in the dark for hours, the light burned Adelle's eyes and she closed them. The door was then fully opened and in came a man--but she wasn't sure if he was a man or a boy.
She tried to adjust her eyes to the light without making them hurt so much. The figure of the man just kept comming closer, she swallowed hard.
"Good Morning, Adelle." said the voice.
Her eyes widened. "Danny?" she said in a muffled voice.
He had closed the door behind him and all she saw was darkness again. He was hidden in the darkness that she now called her home.
"Yes." he said in the dark. He walked over to her and crouched down next to her. He ripped the tape off of her mouth. "Sleep well?"
His face disgusted her. She felt like throwing up now that she saw him. "No. My knees hurt because you, you bastard!" she sneered.
"Aw, Adelle. I didn't hurt you" he said smirking. "I would never. I'm not like that."
"Why did you steal me away?!" she asked. Boy did this feel ironic.
"I had to. One: Because if I didn't my father's ass would end up in jail again and Two: Because that bastard you had of a boyfriend was a disgrace to my family name and if I can't have you no one can." he said.
"Had?" she asked frantically. He watched as one by one the tears fell from her eyes and landed on the ground. She moved around like a madwoman trying to free herself, crying hysterically.
He frowned sadly. "Adelle." he put a hand on her shoulder to make her stop and calm her down. "Don't cry."
"How can you tell me not to cry when you killed the person I loved the most!?" she screamed at him. Her eyes were red and puffy and her lips quivered as she spoke.
"So what? You don't need hm anyway." he said. "My father would not hesitate to kill you."
She gasped. "What stopped him?"
"Me." her eyes widened as he got up and walked away. "I'll be sending in food soon."
She watched him leave her as the tears trailed down her eyes to the floor in a horrific trance.The door opened once more and let in the light that made her eyes burn. She hissed and watched as another figure walked inside the room.
"Who's there?! Show yourself!" she said, screaming into the nothingness.
"I see you're well enough to scream..."
"WHO ARE YOU!?"
"My name," he smirked and walked closer to her. "Is Jonah but you can call me Frank."
She sneered at him. "You bastard..."
"I've been known to be one." he grabbed her hair and pulled it. "And you've been known to be kidnapped. Don't you know how to defend yourself?"
"Ah, stop it!" she screamed. "LET ME GO!"
He laughed. "No chance, sweet cakes, I can't do that. Nothing would have to have happened if you would've just stayed with Carly and not gone out looking for trouble. I would have even let you date my late son."
"You killed your own flesh and blood." she said through gritted teeth. Fresh new tears covered her face.
"You can suffer the same fate." he said. "I can promise you that."
He touched her cheek with his other hand. "Bastard..."
"Yes. Yes. But you're a pretty little thing, aren't you?" he asked her smirking. "I just might have use for you. But, if you become too much of a bother I will have to kill you. I don't care what Danny says."
"I hate you!" she cried.
"Oh, you should. I'm a bad man to be around, I know that. If Danny stands in my way, he will die too."
Frank slapped her hard and made her lip bleed. He got up and walked to the door.
"I'll get someone to heal that lip up for you."
He opened the door of the unforgiving light, it burned her eyes for just a second and closed it again.
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It had been exactly half and hour since she talked to anyone and the on her lip had already dried up. She squirmed around trying to break free. It was no use, she was stuck there.
The steel door opened and she hissed. This time it wasn't a manly figure, it was a woman's!
"Carly?" she said in a sad voice. Her lip was busted open and she sounded like she had something in her mouth.
A flashlight turned on and the face of a woman appeared. She was pretty, she had dark black hair and brown eyes. The woman frowned.
"Don't associate me with that slut, bitch." she said as she walked over slowly. When the woman crouched to meet Adelle's gaze, she smirked. "I'm Valerie and I will be fixing you lip today."
"Don't touch me you--"
"Don't finish that sentence, you ugly slut, or I won't fix the lip. And I'm not fixing it because I want to fix it, I'm fixing it because Frank told me to." she said. She got the cotton balls and began to dab her lip with hydrogen peroxide.
"Ow.." murmered Adelle.
Valeire chewed her gum loudly and popped it. "It's not supposed to hurt so much, darling. But I guess that's what happens when you piss Frank off."
"Mhm..."
"Yeah, whatever." Valerie rolled her eyes and dabbed the lip until all the blood was gone. She went into her purse and brought out some Neosporin.
"What's that?" asked Adelle.
"A cream to soothe the lip and help it heal." she said chewing her gum. "Or would you rather me leave you as you are?"
Adelle looked down. "Thought so, doll." said Valerie putting some cream into her hands and dabbing on her lip.
When Valerie was finished she smiled at her work. "So...Valerie...how did you get to be working for Frank anyways...?"
"Me? Oh, I'm his girlfriend." Valerie said chewing. "But he doesn't treat me as he should."
"I see."
"Yeah...sure. Despite his bad habits I still love the man. I have nothing against Sam or Freddie or even Carly but the things one does for love..." Valerie sighed.
"Oh..."
"You know, I kind of like you kid." Valerie smiled. "I think you I will make great friends."
'You wish...' thought Adelle. "Yeah...sure." said Adelle looking down.
"Once your lip completely heals I'll bring in some Medrma. Or whatever it's called, that treatment for scars thing." smiled Valerie. "I might even bring you food."
"But I thought--"
"Frank said he was going to starve you until you couldn't move so that he could do stuff to you but--I won't let him. I'll bring you food, doll." she chuckled. "What do you want to eat?"
"Well..."
"No, you little rich ass girl, don't say caviar or shrimp cocktail because we ain't got that here." Valerie laughed.
"I wasn't going to..."
"Okay well. I'll bring you some pizza and that'll be it." she smiled. "Peppi Cola or Mocha Cola?"
"Mocha Cola, please."
Valerie eyed her. "A polite little bitch aren't you? Alright." Valerie got up and dusted her pants off. "Mocha it is."
Adelle closed her eyes. As afraid as she was for her life she was more saddened by the loss of Sean. She couldn't beleive something of this magnitude was happening to her.
Who had known she was their daughter? Who had know Frank had stolen her? Who knew anything anymore?
Adelle thought she could maybe make friends with Valerie but she could be wrong.
Adelle had seen movies with villans before. It was all about knowing who to control that you knew that you would win. If you controlled the emotions of the right person, you were sure to win the battle.
And now...if control the villans...or someone close to the villans...everything would fall.
A villan cannot feel, wheras the captive, in the villans command can. But what if the roles were reversed?
"Hey Miss.Valerie!" called Adelle.
Valerie turned around. "What?"
"Don't you ever get jealous of the girls Frank takes advantage of?" Adelle asked.
"Jealous? Me? Oh, please." Valerie laughed. "It makes me laugh because I'm used to his flirting. I'm used to his player ways."
"Really? But what about all the children he fathered?" asked Adelle.
"They're just bastard children. Fathered by a man who doesn't know how to love anyone." said Valerie.
"Anyone?"
"He doesn't love me. He loves Sam, he always did. He only used me, but if that's all I have than that's what I'll take." Valerie said sadly.
"He loved my mother?"
"Yeah. Ever since she dumped him, he fell in love with her." Valerie sighed. "But, why dwell on the past now? I have him wrapped around my finger."
"You do?"
"Yes. With this little guy..." Valerie smiled and placed a hand on her stomach.
Adelle gasped. How stupid had she been! How could she not have noticed the belly before.
"Oh, but you just said he doesn't love--"
"Me, no. But he's been going crazy for this little one." she said. "That's why I'm still with him. Because of this..."
"I see."
"No you don't 'see'! He's going to kill Danny off eventually and I've been told Sean's already dead, that leaves poor Harry and Charlotte." Valerie sighed. "He's running out of poor children to kill and I know once he has no use for me or this kid he'll get rid of us too..."
"You shouldn't stay here, Miss. Valerie!" said Adelle. "Not in your condition."
"Yes, I should. My baby needs a father." Valerie cried.
Valerie ran out out the cell. Adelle sighed.
This was something that she never thought she'd experience.
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A/N: Well this chapter is done-o. Hehehhe, so Sean's 'dead'? Mhm...come on if you know me you know that I won't do something stupid!...Okay...I would but come on!! Erm, I'm not sure if the whole 'instill fear' made sense... So if you guessed Valerie you were correct because now you get the biggest HUGETASTIC VIRTUAL COOKIE TO GRACE THE INTERNET!
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