A week passed by since Bexley had been kidnapped, her stomach was twisting badly from not eating anything. Roy would be cruel and tease her with food he had in his house upstairs.
Oh, how she wished she could get her hands on his throat and choke him
until he was dead. But lack of food kept that from happening. She hadn't heard anything about Reese, which scared her a lot. Two-Bit couldn't lose his sister; he'd be heartbroken beyond repair.
She couldn't stop shaking and she constantly felt nauseated. Her wrists had
been cut into and they were throbbing like mad. She felt his hand hit her on the face a bit hard, making her groan and shake
her head dizzily.
"Wakey-wakey, Bexie. Today's your lucky day. Can you guess what it is?" Roy chuckled, untying the ropes from Bexley's wrists. With a groan, she fell to the floor, bringing her mangled wrists to her wrists.
"D..Do I get something.. to e...eat? Do... I find out wh...what you did... to
Re..Reese?" Bexley panted weakly, her eyes closed.
"Ha, you're so funny. N0, you seem to be smart enough by now. Although,
all the greasers are idiots that will never win in life. They're just trailer trash
with greasy hair," Roy laughed. Bexley couldn't sit up anymore, her legs were so numb that she couldn't move them.
Roy dragged her by her ankles to the room he kept Reese in. Bexley became fully aware of what he was going to do and she started fighting back.
Roy ended up raping her again, making her want to die. She felt so sick tha Roy touched her all over her body. It felt like forever before he pulled out, climaxing all on the floor. Bexley wanted to be with her brothers again so badly.
After he was done, he zipped his pants back up and dragged the broken an
battered girl back to the basement. He grabbed a chain from one of the drawers and wrapped it around her waist, making her shirer fom how cold the metal was.
Bexley didn't fight back this time. Her body was too weak to even try. "That's a good girl. You know not to scream for help. You krow what happened last time you did," Roy said, caressing her chin.
What happened last time when she tried sreaming for help was she was cut multiple times on the arms and legs deep enough to require stitches.
Bexley flinched away violently. "Don't. don't touch me..." she weakly gasped, keeping her head turned from him. The way he was touching her was making her want to vomit. But she couldnt. Who knows what Roy would make her do if she did?
This point now, Bexley wanted to be with Reese. She hasn't heard a thing from Reese. She was scared that Roy might ve killed her or something. Tears
ran down her face.
The next day, Bexley was completely exhausted and hungry. Her throat was
dry and her lips were chapped. Her entire body was numb to where she couldn't feel anything on her body.
She thought she heard a loud knock on the front door. "This is the police! Open up or well break the door down!" someone shouted. Bexley perked up when she heard this. The police are here? There's no ay that they're here.
When the door wasn't answered, Bexley heard the front door being kicked
in. Her heart started to pound from fear. "Anybody here?" an officer called
loudly.
Here was her chance. Her chance to escape and go home to her brothers.
"Here! Here! I'm down here! Help mel My friend and I were kidnapped!" she
Screamed as loud as she could.he cops heard the girls' peril and made their way towards the basement.
They opened the door and walked downstairs. Bexey started to cry when
She saw the cops come down. The chief shined his flashlignt in her dinection
and was shocked by what he saw.
"Oh my Lord.." he said in shock, turning his flightlight off and he turned the basement light on, seeing just how frail the greaser girl looked. "Please help me... Help." she begged, her stomach twisting in pain.
"Don't worry, we're gonna get you out of here," the o0p assured, thinking of his
own daughter who is around Bexley's age. He felt absolutely sick after seeing her look like a skeleton and not a human being.
He asked his partner to watch the doorway so he could untie Bexley from
the pole. When he did, the girl managed to hug the cop around his neck.
"He's gonna come back and hurt me!" she cried, holding onto him for dear
life. "It's alright, I'm not letting you go. It's gonna be alright," he said, picking her up bridal style after wrapping her up in a blanket.
The chief carried her upstairs and it made her think of Reese. "Wait, my friend! She's upstairs! Please get herl" Bexley begged, worried for her friend.
"It's alright. We'll get her. I'm gonna put you in an ambulance so you can get checked over," the chief assured, walking out of the house. He puts her inside of the ambulance and went back inside to get Reese.
Bexley was dehydrated of any fluids so an IV was put in her right arm and a Oxygen mask was placed over her face. They took a look at her wrists, which looked purple and dark red. The veins around her arms are a much more darker color. It was blood poisoning.
She had to get to the hospital immediately. Hon, we have to take you to the hospital. You have blood poisoning and we don't have the right medicines for it here. "But... I have to know if my friend
is okay! Please, I need to know!" Bexley screamed.
The paramedic looked up for a moment, seeing the chief carrying Reese out.
"She'll be okay. We gotta go now," the young woman said. In truth, Reese
was unconscious. They didn't know just how bad off she really is.
Bexley closed her sunken eyes when she was injected with something to
help her sleep. She could relax, knowing that they were free and will get help
at the hospital.