Lots of warnings with this chapter. I won't go into huge detail, but mentions of sexual assault and torture.
Star Pupil
Chapter 11
Katelyn was cold, hungry and in pain. Brad was sadistic and his friend was no better. After being beaten within an inch of her life, Brad and Trey; the friend, took turns raping her. She was tied to a metal headboard and there was no way of freeing herself. Katelyn was only able to get through, thinking about her parents and her siblings. Thinking about her dad's hugs, the way her mom smelled, Hannah's singing and the way she had fun with Aaron and Abby. She thought about family dinners, cuddling in front of the fire and the plans her mom was already making for the holidays. Katelyn just had to live through what Brad and Trey dished out.
One of the things Brad had taken great pleasure doing was cutting Katelyn's face open, from her temple, across a cheek and nose, down the other cheek to behind her ear. The cut was deep enough to scar and Katelyn was certain there would be nerve damage. Near as Katelyn could figure, aside from the cut, she had a broken collarbone, nose, ribs, left wrist, and multiple cuts, bruises and whip marks. She was also certain her right shoulder was dislocated and she had a concussion.
If she survived, she was going to be honest with her dad. Tell him that she hated the Academy and that she didn't want to be in the Navy. She knew it would disappoint him. He was so excited about her being a student there, and often told all of his friends that she would be an incredible officer and would surpass him. Katelyn didn't care about surpassing him. She just wanted to live and go to nursing school like she wanted. She had gotten into Academy and reunited her parents. Her mom was well on her way to healing. Surely, her dad would understand.
Katelyn didn't know how long it had been. Given that there was daylight streaming through the sole, tiny window; Katelyn could only guess early afternoon. Her stomach was growling and her bladder had let go awhile before. She was completely ashamed of herself; laying naked on a nasty old mattress; surrounded by her own blood and fluids. She only prayed if her dad and his friends found her; someone would cover her up before her dad got there. Finally, Brad walked back in and Katelyn knew what he was there for, especially when she heard his zipper going down and his pants hitting the floor.
"Look; I'm not going to survive at this rate for long. I'm hungry and thirsty." Katelyn stated.
"I'm not worried about you surviving." Brad answered as he traced her breast with his knife.
"I'm no good to you dead." Katelyn said.
"No; I don't suppose you are." Brad said as he climbed onto the bed.
"So, what's the purpose? You've scarred me for life." Katelyn asked.
"I am going to break your spirit. If death comes first, fine. I honestly hope you survive and then you will carry me with you for the rest of your life. Every time your parents look at you…those brats will be terrified of you…there I will be." Brad said sadistically. He then climbed on top of her and began thrusting inside of her. All Katelyn could do was shut her eyes in pain. She would not give Brad what he wanted. She would maintain her spirit even if it killed her. She only wished she could get a message to her family, telling them how much she loved them before she died.