Chapter 28
I couldn't breathe. Something was shoved down my throat. My hands were tied behind my back. There was tape over my eyes. My legs were tied together with rope, and I could only tell because when I tried to spread them, they just squashed right back together. This was my worst nightmare. I couldn't tell where I was, but I smelt the faint aroma of blood and sweat in the air. My nose and my ears were the only thing that weren't covered. I heard faint footsteps around me, and I held in my screams. I just wanted to go home. I never should've snuck out, especially in a city like Gotham. What was I thinking? Oh that's right…I wasn't.
"Hey there Ra Ro." I shuddered. The voice sounded all too familiar. And only one person still called me Ra Ro. Xavier Redd. He breathed onto my cheek, which made me shudder again.
"She'll be good." Another voice croaked. His breath tickled my cheek again.
"No. She'll be great." That didn't sound good. That sounded…suggestive.
"Mfff…" I tried to say something coherent, but it came out muffled. I heard them chuckle.
"Oh…Ra Ro's awake." Xavier said, leaning over to my ear and nipping it. I cringed. That felt bad…yet good. Oh GOD RACHEL! Stop thinking of it like that. This wasn't good. This was bad. Really bad.
"She'll be really fun…a nice ride." Oh no oh no oh no. This wasn't going anywhere. Nowhere good anyways.
"Yeah; speaking of that, get out. It's my turn." Xavier breathed onto my cheek. Again, I shrugged. I felt the body heat leave the room, heard the door slam, and shuddered again.
"Mff…" He chuckled.
"Excited are you, Ra Ro?" I tried to shake my head. It really wasn't fun being blindfolded and in a room with your psycho ex-boyfriend who is sidling up to your side. Definitely not fun at all.
"Mff…" He chuckled again. He leaned in closer to me, putting his hand on my stomach. His hand was so cold and so firm…so nice…NO! No Rachel! You're not supposed to be enjoying this. He's trying to rape you and you're enjoying it.
"You're so sexy, Rachel. I've wanted to do this since I first saw you walking into the school…I've missed you…" He groaned, lifting up my shirt and rubbing my stomach. His hand was so clammy and I had to shiver. I felt extremely violated. I struggled, trying to inflict pain somewhere. But I still couldn't move. And it was so frustrating. He laughed. "Let it happen baby…you know you want it…" I struggled, trying to resist as much as I could. But I couldn't resist. No matter how much I hated him…he was tempting. Addictive, you could say. I'm like an addict...I'd always go back to him. Now, at least. And now that I didn't have Richard…he was it. The only male contact I was getting was through rape. Great.
"MFF!" I struggled again, trying to break through the barriers holding me back. I wanted to kick him. I wanted to punch him. I wanted to inflict pain on him the same way I was feeling on the inside. My boyfriend had dumped me. That was just now coming back to my memory. The boyfriend…who I knew since grade school. The boyfriend…who I loved before I could remember. I really love him…it's not lust like he says it is. He's wrong. We could have a future. Or at least…I thought I could have a future with him. Wait-I know I can have a future with him. If he'll take me back, of course. He just…I needed him back. I really did. I just wasn't complete without him.
"Hey boss!" A thick New Jersey accent called from the hallway. They seemed to be in pain, or at least thinking of pain. Just then there was the sound of someone taking a blow and falling to the ground. And I could tell, even with duct tape over my eyes, that it was hard.
"What?" Xavier screamed, taking his hand off of my stomach. That was a relief. But I was interested in the whole situation going on.
"We've got some fresh meat…" I felt someone grab the duct tape and rip it off my eyes. It hurt so badly I'm pretty sure they ripped off my eyebrows. And my eyelashes.
"What are you talking about? No one's supposed to be here!" Xavier left the room, slamming the door behind him. Finally I was alone and able to see! So I was kidnapped by my ex-boyfriend in the pitch black night…hmmm. I swear my life is becoming more and more like a well thought out novel every day. Anyways, I could finally move my hands! They hadn't done a very good job of tying it, apparently. I shimmied my hands, wiggled them- pretty much any kind of movement that could untangle the knot. And I did. Now that my hands were free, I could untangle everything else! I ripped the duct tape from my mouth, holding in the screams of hell that were billowing inside of me. It still felt sore after a few seconds, but I really didn't care. Now that I could breathe out of every hole on my face it was time to untangle my legs. Let's see…over the bunny ears…or was it under the bunny e-
"Hey bitch!" That's me. I looked up, my eyes stricken with fear. Luckily it was one of his goons. And he was holding a body. A very familiar body tied up from his head to his toes. He was unconscious, his dark black hair flopping down in front of his face. His eyelids were softly shut and his tongue hung out of his mouth awkwardly, dripping drool. The goon chuckled and threw him onto the concrete floor, his head snapping back. My eyes flooded with recognition. Richard…
"What'd you do to him?" I cried, my voice shrill. I ran over to him, grabbing his body. But the goon threw a knife at me, slicing a cut onto my temple. Great…open head wound…bleeding dripping…dripping bleeding.
"Nothing that wasn't easy. Have fun with your boyfriend.." He slammed the door. And I fell back, my head hitting the floor. We were trapped. We were screwed…but at least we were together.
The long awaited chapter 28! School got in the way...so I can't stay at home and type anymore, so the updates may be spaced out like this. But Labor Day is coming up...and Friday's a half day. Muhaha. Review and Favorite. Grammar Nazis and Flamers welcome.
