Bad Karma
Carby. Something happens to Abby. Will Carter get to her in time? Will he be able to save her? Read on to find out!
A.N.: I'm not the original author of this story. The original author is carby luva 313. She's decided she doesn't have enough time to write, so she's giving me the honor of finishing it for her. I hope I can do as good a job!
Disclaimer: I do not own ER. It belongs to Michael Crichton and the other members of the production team.
Chapter 7: Helpless
A few minutes after the phone call, Abby sat, crying. The one thing he knows would sustain me he took away, what a bastard she thought to herself. She would have killed for just a few more seconds on the phone with John. What if she never got another chance to hear his voice, or tell him she loved him...
"No, you're not gonna let that happen." She reassured herself aloud. Jack Conner was on the other side of the room observing her, the sound of his voice snapped Abby out of her reverie.
"Oh, but it's already happening." He said slyly as he walked over to Abby.
"Now what are you gonna do?" Abby snapped.
"It's for me to know, and you to find out." He said and let out a shriek of evil laughter and stalked out of the room.
Abby was seeing red. This guy was a sadistic bastard, and he liked the idea of her knowing it. After a few minutes of mentally cursing this guy, Abby wondered where he was. Maybe she could sneak out... She was fighting a losing battle with herself but finally found the courage to get up. She silently crept across the room towards the door.
"And where exactly do you think you're going missy?" A cold voice drawled behind her. Shit she mentally cursed herself. Now she was really in for it. She turned around to face him. He was holding a length of rope and a roll of duct tape.
"Sit down, bitch!" Jack Conner yelled and walked towards Abby. He grabbed her by the wrist and twisted her arm so she had no choice but to follow him. He brought her back over to the couch and threw her down, then got on top of her to pin her arms down. Jack took a piece of duct tape to silence Abby as she screamed bloody murder.
"God, I hope this is enough to shut you up..." He said.
After she was silenced, he proceeded to tie her wrists securely together. A job well done, one had to admit. He turned her over so she was sitting and spoke:
"Now you sit here and be a good little girl while I go make a phone call."
Abby tried to protest but the duct tape was doing a good job at keeping her mouth shut tightly. She decided not to waste her breath.
On the phone, Jack Conner spoke:
"Have you found out where Alicia is yet? What do you mean, you haven't? God you're incompetent. I've got Joe looking too, in the meantime, why don't you come over here, we'll figure out SOMETHING to do with her, I'm sure..."
And that was all that was heard before there was a click to signal the call was over. Abby could only hear one side of the conversation, but she got the gist of it. This wasn't going to end well.
Abby was inconspicuously trying to loosen the rope that bound her wrists, unsuccessfully. Jack re-entered the room. He just looked at Abby and gave her a cold-hearted smirk before addressing her.
"I'm going to meet someone, I'll be back before you have time to miss me." Cold, evil laughter followed this comment. Abby swallowed hard. Who was he going to meet? Was he after Carter now too? Please God, let everything work out. She thought to herself. While Jack Conner was out, Abby wandered around the house looking for some way to cut herself loose. She had found a knife in one of the kitchen cupboards just as she heard the door opening. She didn't know how, but she managed to get back to her post on the couch before the door opened.
"Damned lock, I can never get the key in fully." Jack Conner complained, and looked over at Abby. Just then, another figure appeared beside that of Jack's.
"Abby, I want you to meet Kenny Bruckheimer. But for now let's skip the formalities, you'll be getting to know us a LOT better soon..." He said before smiling triumphantly. Jack turned to Kenny and spoke.
"You know what to do... I'll be right back." With that he swept out of the room. Kenny turned to Abby.
"Well, aren't you a pretty little thing? That can change. Just go along with this and I promise you won't get hurt." He said before walking over to her and starting to untie her scrubs. Abby knew what was coming, and tears started to slide down her cheeks. She was kicking frantically, trying to defend herself. She was successful untill Jack Conner returned and helped hold her down so Kenny could finish the job. He finally managed to remove Abby's pants and underwear. She was still kicking frantically, so Kenny decided she needed to calm down. He ran to the bathroom and came back with a cloth and a bottle of chloroform. Abby tried not to inhale as he held it to her face, but she couldn't take it any more. The last thing she remembered was the image of Kenny's face, leering at her from above. While she was unconscious Jack and Kenny took off her shirt and bra. Kenny had only given her a small dosage of chloroform, and it was diluted, so she would come around any minute. True to it, Abby soon opened her eyes. She wished she hadn't.
"Well, good morning princess. We decided to let you wake up before we had our fun. This way, you'll never forget the time you had with us." Jack said and laughed evilly. By this time Abby was hysterical, she didn't want it to happen, she couldn't face it, she was going to be raped. She was still lightheaded from the chloroform, so she couldn't even fight them off.
Jack approached her first. He pushed her knees apart and started to touch her. Abby's eyes pleaded for him to stop, but he was merciless. He didn't care, he just wanted her to feel the pain. Then she thought of Carter. He promised her it would be okay. It wasn't going to be. I love you John she thought. After Jack had finished with her, Kenny stepped up.
"Does little princess fancy another go? Too bad, I win anyway." He said and penetrated her. She felt like her flesh was on fire, and like a thousand tiny needles were piercing her heart. Carter would never want her after this. Abby tried to scream, but to no avail. After what seemed like an eternity, Kenny was finished as well.
"How do you feel now, bitch?" Jack questioned. She felt horrible. Like a used, abused, dirty, worthless rag nobody would ever want to hold, to have anymore. A few tears trickled down her face, it was all she had the strength to muster. The two men left the room laughing. Just kill me now Abby thought, Please just kill me now.
A few seconds later, both men returned, fully clothed thank God.
"Stand up, whore!" Yelled Jack. Abby
Abby barely had any strength left, but she did as they said. Maybe they were going to do her in.
"The fun's far from over" Kenny said and laughed. Suddenly, Abby found herself on the ground. She figured Jack had hit her hard across the face. Kenny came over, wearing what looked like steel toe boots, and started kicking Abby in the ribs. She tried to scream, but her attempts were futile. She decided to save her energy and let them beat her to death. Jack knelt down beside her and hit Abby across the face a few more times. He then took the rope she was bound with, untied it, and whipped her naked form repeatedly. Kenny came up to where Abby had turned her head and struck it against the ground over and over. All Abby could remember before she blacked out was Jack ripping the duct tape off her face and thinking it's finally over...
A.N.: How was that chapter? Did I make it too graphic, or not graphic enough? Just tell me how I can make it up to standard by clicking the review button. By the way, I have the weekend off, barely any homework, so I might be able to post another two or three chapters! Love my readers! Julia