Well, I stayed up very late Thursday and Friday to do this cause I was threatened with bodily harm… enjoy.
Warning! This part contains implications of female on male rape. If this makes you uncomfortable, please do not read. Thank you.
Sable kept the gun trained on Rob and Lilian. "You. Sit down," she ordered Rob. Looking around the kitchen, she kept the gun trained on the two as she reached out and grabbed the phone off the wall. She tore the cord out of the wall, thrusting the wire at Lilian. "Tie him up. Now. And don't think of trying anything funny, or I'll kill her," she warned Rob, who had a murderous look in his eyes.
Lilian took the wire, glaring at Sable as she did so. "I'm sorry," she murmured softly, tying Rob's hands behind his back as loosely as possible. She finished, stepping back as Sable stepped forward, looking at Lilian's handiwork.
"Nice try, Blondie," Sable said with a shake of the head. She stepped forward, keeping the gun trained at Lilian as she tightened the knots, adding a few loops of her own so Rob couldn't move his hands. Frustrated, he pulled at the cord, pissed when his hands didn't budge an inch. "Now you, sit down," Sable ordered Lilian, gesturing to the chair next to Rob and turning to see if there was anything to tie Lilian up with. Seeing the gun pointed away from Rob and her, Lilian lunged forward.
Sable saw Lilian moving out of the corner of her eye, immediately bringing the pistol up and whipping Lilian across the face, sending the little blonde falling to the floor, dazed. Sable reached down and grabbed Lilian by the shirt, throwing her into a chair as Rob furiously struggled against the wire binding his hands, wincing slightly as the wire cut into his hands. "That was stupid," Sable ground out, grabbing the cord from the phone and tying Lilian's hands tightly behind her back as well.
'Fuck,' Lilian thought, wincing at the pain in her cheek and the feeling of blood trailing down her cheek. 'Maybe I should have let John buy that cordless phone for the kitchen after all.' She moved her hands slightly, using her long fingers to feel the knots that Sable had used to tie her hands together. 'Good,' she thought, stretching her fingers to begin working the knots. Sable had used a series of three simple binding knots, a type of knot that was fairly easy to work out with patience. Lilian almost laughed, thinking that something John had taught her had finally come in handy.
During a camping trip a few years ago, before he became overly abusive, John had showed Lilian different types of knots and how to work them out. He had even tied her hands up, giving her the chance to work the knots out while she was captive. However, she had been able to untie her hands from the front, being able to see what she was doing. Now, Lilian had to undo these knots without looking.
"Why the hell are you doing this?" Rob asked angrily, breaking the little blonde from her thoughts when he asked the question, glaring up at Sable before glancing worriedly at Lilian. That blow to the head couldn't have been good for her healing concussion. Luckily, the cut on her cheek didn't look too deep, so she probably wouldn't even need stitches. Still, that trauma couldn't be good for her head…
Sable laughed, pulling a chair up so she could sit in front of the two. "Ah… it's kinda complicated," Sable said with a sick grin. "You see… it all goes back to you suddenly showing up last week, Lilian."
"What the fuck do I have to do with anything?" Lilian asked, continuing to work the knot as subtly as possible.
"Everything, my darling… you see, I was supposed to be the one who was supposed to be with Rob. Then, you showed up, and Stephanie put YOU with Rob, instead of ME! Do you get it! I was supposed to be the one with him! Not you!" Sable yelled, waving the gun in Lilian's face, feeling somewhat angrier when Lilian didn't even flinch.
"You sick bitch," Rob ground out, again pulling at the wire. "Stephanie would have never put me with you because I can't stand your fucking guts!"
"So…" Sable continued, ignoring Rob's protests, "I made a phone call. It was well known that your husband had abused you, Lilian, so who do you think was the best person to help me get revenge against the two of you? Your dear husband, John Garrett." Lilian didn't respond, instead giving Sable a harsh glare. "So, we planned it all out… he left you that threatening phone call, knowing you'd freak out and forget to save the message. Then, we tried to get rid of you, Trish, and Lita, but you foiled our plans. So, we got John in the arena, figuring that you would somehow see him. When you and Rob left, we ran you off the road. You weren't supposed to live, but you ruined our plans again."
"I figured John was beginning to become more of a nuisance then a help when I realized you were still alive. Two tries and he didn't get rid of you," Sable continued, ignoring the looks of disbelief that Rob and Lilian were giving her. "So, I told him we needed to head back to Tampa to regroup. We stopped at a rest stop, and I slipped some sleeping pills into his soda. Then, I instigated a fight and he left me at the rest stop. I knew he would get into a car crash, and I was right. I also knew that Lilian would want to identify him and would head back to the house that she and John lived in afterwards. So, I came here and waited for you to show up… for the right moment to catch you off guard… and now I'm going to kill the both of you."
Lilian shook her head, trying to comprehend what the blonde vixen was admitting. "You'll never get away with this. Stephanie and them are expecting us any moment now. She's gonna call when we don't show up soon," she told Sable, still patiently working the knots.
"See, I figured that," Sable said, tracing the gun along Rob's jaw. She bent forward, her cleavage in his face as she trailed her hand along his waist to reach for his cell phone. He turned his face, gritting his teeth in frustration to stop himself from saying something. "Rob's going to call Stephanie and tell her that you guys got tied up at the house and won't be back for a few hours. Tied up… that's amusing, isn't it? By the time they figure something is wrong, I'll be long gone... and you'll be dead."
Sable flipped through his contacts, finding Stephanie's name quickly. Pushing send, she held the phone to Rob's ear, aiming the gun at Lilian. "You say one funny thing and I'll put a bullet in her head right now," Sable warned him.
"Hey, Rob. How'd everything go at the morgue?" Stephanie greeted him after the phone rang a couple times.
"Fine, Steph. It was John," he said, continuing to give Sable an angry look. "Look, Lil and I are just going to stay at her place for awhile. She wants to get some things squared away right away," Rob added.
Stephanie paused, then said, "Okay. That's a bummer, cause we were going to surprise Lilian and take her out tonight to celebrate surviving these past few crazy days with an official welcome back party."
"Yeah, bummer. Lilian doesn't want to do anything tonight. She's kinda worn out," Rob lied, sending an apologetic look in Lilian's direction.
"Okay…" Steph said after a moment. "Take care, okay?"
"Yeah, we will… hey, look, Steph, before I forget, Lil and I are probably going to stay here till the next show. I don't really have time to can you call, so can you call my brother and ask him to take care of the cat for a few extra days?"
A pause met his words, then Stephanie spoke. "Rob, you don't have a cat."
"I know," Rob said with a laugh. "He's not going to like that. She's a real wild cat." He glanced at Sable, relieved to see that she hadn't picked up on the message that he was trying to send Stephanie. Rather, the blonde vixen yawned, studying the nails on the hand that was holding the gun.
"Rob, do you need me to send police there?" Stephanie asked worriedly.
"Yeah, that'd be cool," Rob said casually. "Thanks, Steph, you're a lifesaver."
"Hang in there, Rob. They'll be there as soon as possible." Rob looked at Sable, who grabbed the phone and closed it, sliding it across the table. "I did what you said. What now?"
"Well… we have some time now. So… I figure I can do something that I've wanted to do for the last five years before I kill you and your little blonde slut over there."
"What's that?" Rob asked, angry that she was talking about Lilian that way.
"Fuck the shit out of you." With this, Sable stood slowly, pushing the chair out of the way. She stepped over to Rob, straddling his hips and sitting on his lap. "And the best thing is your little girlfriend is going to have to watch." Lilian worked furiously at the knots, relieved when one of them finally gave. Quickly, she reached up, feeling that there were still two knots to work out.
"Stop it, please!" Lilian cried, watching as Sable kissed Rob roughly, him trying to pull his face away, only to freeze when Sable harshly jammed the gun into his stomach.
"What, are you jealous, Lilian?" Sable asked sarcastically, turning her attention to the small blonde. "Because I swing both ways. I can do you next as he watches."
"I'm going to kill you, you fucking bitch!" Lilian yelled, fighting desperately against the ropes.
"No, you won't," Sable laughed. "You're not doing anything." With that, she turned her attention back to Rob, again kissing him. She pulled back, unbuttoning his shirt slowly. Bending over she licked his chest, laughing as he tried to pull back. "It's only foreplay, Rob. Relax, darling. It'll be a lot better that way." Lilian felt another one of the knots give, the cord giving up quite a bit. Still, she needed to get this last knot out…
Sable tossed the gun aside, getting on her knees to unbutton Rob's jeans with her teeth. Rob squirmed uncomfortably, dread settling in his stomach when he realized he was going to be raped by Sable and there was nothing he could do about it. She unzipped his pants, standing up to place her hands on his hips to push his jeans down. "Are you ready for this, baby?" Sable whispered, smirking at Rob.
Rob never had the chance to respond, as 100 pounds of Lilian slammed into Sable, sending the two blondes reeling into the kitchen table, the gun and Rob's phone falling off the edge and out of sight at the impact. Sable and Lilian both fell. Rob watched, shocked, as the two women stood up at the same time, squaring off. He wasn't sure how Lilian had broke free, but he sure was glad.
"I'm going to kill you," Sable told Lilian.
"Let's see if you can actually fight without a gun or car on your side," Lilian responded angrily.
Sable threw the first punch, one that Lilian ducked. Sable, however, followed up with a hard kick that connected with Lilian's ribs. The small blonde growled, ignoring the pain, again lunging at Sable, taking the blonde down with a spear. She mounted Sable, throwing a right hook that connected with Sable's jaw. She reared back, preparing to throw another punch when the blonde vixen turned the tables, rolling over so Lilian was underneath her. Sable drove her knee into Lilian's side, feeling satisfied when Lilian groaned in pain. She followed up with a left hook, splitting open the wound caused by the gun fifteen minutes ago on her cheek even more. Sable laced her fingers in Lilian's hair, slamming her head down on the hard floor twice.
Sable wrapped a hand around Lilian's throat, squeezing hard. Lilian glanced over, dazed and choking, seeing the terrified look on Rob's face. She could see his lips moving but had no idea what he was saying. 'I'm not ready to give up on this,' Lilian thought, seeing Rob fighting so desperately to get to her. Getting a second wind, she reached up, wrapping both hands around Sable's wrist and tugging as hard as possible. She felt satisfied when Sable let go suddenly, even more so when she heard a bone snap in the blonde's wrist.
Lilian reversed positions, again mounting Sable. She reared back, punching the blonde as hard as possible. "This is for trying to kill me," Lilian growled, grabbing her shirt and punching her again, ignoring the sudden numbness in her hand, knowing that she probably broke her hand. "And this is for ruining a great moment between me and Rob!" She punched Sable one last time with all the strength in her body, watching as the blonde lay flat on her back, not moving.
Lilian glared down at Sable for a few tense moments before turning to Rob, who was looking at her with wide eyes. "Wow," Rob said, his eyebrows raised. "That was so unbelievably sexy. Remind me never to piss you off."
Lilian finally laughed, shaking her head as she stepped behind Rob, untying the wire around his wrists. She ignored the pain in her ribs, hand, and head, wincing when she saw that her thumb was swelling badly. She finally got Rob untied, allowing him to envelope her in his arms when he stood, holding her closely to him. Lilian shakily reached down, zippering his pants up and buttoning them for him. "Thanks," he whispered, leaning back to look at her. "Shall we try this again?" he whispered, pulling her gently to him.
Lilian nodded, enjoying the feeling of being pressed across Rob's bare chest, closing her eyes, only to have them shoot open when no less than six police officers burst into the kitchen, their guns drawn. Stephanie, Benoit, Lita, Shawn, Torrie, Billy, Trish, and Bubba quickly followed, shock registering on their faces as they looked between Rob holding Lilian close and Sable laying unconscious on the floor.
"Great timing, guys," Rob said sarcastically to his friends. "Lilian did all the hard work and you come in like the Calvary two minutes too late." No one said anything, rather choosing to merely continue staring in shock. "Oye," Rob muttered, laughing slightly. "We're never going to hear the end of this one."
"Imagine if I hadn't buttoned your pants up," Lilian replied softly. Rob snorted, allowing a police officer to gently guide Lilian away from him. He glanced at his friends, who all were now sporting grins. Bubba was the first to speak up, speaking what the rest of the group was thinking.
"It's about fucking time."
End Part 15… I hope you guys liked this chapter cause I put all my creative juices into it.