Chapter Two
Day One
Wednesday, April 19
1 PM
She will not kill him; she wants to destroy him because she can never have him
Stan knocks on the door and a petite blonde haired woman answers. Josh and Mickey drag Bobby into the house. "What time did you leave the city?"
Stan answers. "About eight thirty, why?"
"Well it's been over five hours, why is he still asleep?"
Mickey blurts out. "Josh, it was Josh he hit him on the back of the head."
"I don't remember telling you to do that, did you think he would try and over take the three of you?"
"Well he is a cop."
"Yes that's true but he's not a stupid one."
"I couldn't help it."
"Being out of control is not what I expect or will except, maybe I should cut your pay in half for doing that, all of you."
"You can cut his but not mine." Says Stan.
"Or mine."
"Look I screwed up, I'm sorry."
"Oh calm down, you idiot. Remember do exactly what I say, no more, no less, understand." He nods his head.
"Empty out his pockets and put everything on this table. You two." Pointing to Stan and Josh. "Follow me and bring him with you."
They follow her. "Take off his jacket and tie, lay him down and handcuff him to the bed." They do as she says. They leave the room and she goes into another room and returns with cash, she hands them each three thousand dollars.
"Now gentlemen do you remember when you are to come back here."
"In twenty days." answers Stan. "What exactly are you going to do with him; I mean I doubt he's worth any money."
He is worth something to me.
"You'll get the rest of your money when you return, see you then."
Later That Day
Bobby opens his eyes about an hour later. The room is dark and small. He has a slight headache and he tries to remember what could have happened for him to end up in this position, nothing is coming to mind. He is handcuffed to the bed and not able to move.
Holy shit what is going on?
His head begins to throb the harder he tries to remember, the pain in his head is making him sick to his stomach, he tries to relax and breath evenly, he is asleep soon after. He sleeps off and on throughout the afternoon. During the night, the woman has entered the room and injected him with a sedative.
Day 2
Thursday, April 20
6 AM
He wakes from a night full of crazy dreams, he hears birds outside so he figures it must day but the room is dark.
I haven't had a dream like that in thirty years.
He recalls his algebra teacher in high school.
Miss Kaplan, teachers are not supposed to look like that.
When he opens his eyes, he hopes that it was all a dream and that he is in his own bed. He looks around the room and he remembers it from earlier. He lies awake for a while; he has no memory of yesterday's events.
He hears someone moving around on the other side of the door, the door opens and he sees a small figure enter the room. "Hello Bobby."
"Nicole, I hope to Christ I'm having a nightmare."
She sits down on the bed next to him and a smile crosses her face. He slowly begins to remember the three men he met on the street. "So the three stooges work for you."
"Three stooges indeed, they got you here."
"Why?"
"Can I get you anything, something to drink?"
"Sure. And I need to use the bathroom."
"I'll be right back." She returns with his gun in her hand, she puts the key in his hand and he unlocks the cuffs. He did not realize it when he was lying down but his pants are gone, he looks around the room.
"What are you looking for?"
"My pants."
"Here. Put these on." She tosses a pair of sweatpants to him. As he gets up from the bed, he has a little trouble keeping his balance.
"Put the key on the side table." He does as she asks.
He finishes in the bathroom. When he comes back into the room, a glass of juice is there, he drinks it and then she tells him to get back on the bed and handcuff himself. She checks the cuffs and puts the key in her pocket. She turns and leaves the room. He hears an outside door close about fifteen minutes later.
His head is still hurting a little and now the juice is bothering his stomach. Shit, I hope I do not puke.
This part is a little intense.
6 PM
The Same Day
He is alone in the dark room all day; he does hear her return but she does not come in the room until later on that evening. When she comes in he is asleep and the sound of the door closing wakes him up.
"Are you hungry or thirsty?"
"No."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes. But I need to use the bathroom."
"Sure, I'll be right back." The same routine with the handcuffs.
He sees mouthwash in the bathroom and he uses some, why he is not sure. When he returns to the room it is the same routine with the handcuffs. Nicole leaves the room to return the keys and the gun. When she comes back into the room, she has a sweet smile on her face. She sits down next to him and puts her hand down between his legs.
"What the hell are you doing?"
Nicole stands up and takes off her blouse, followed by her bra. She unbuttons his shirt and using his knife cuts his t-shirt, she tears it off. Nicole lays her hand on Bobby's chest; she lightly caresses his pectoral muscles, and threading her fingers through his chest hair.
She traces one flattened nipple with her finger then she leans in and kisses his neck while her hands trail all over his body, she then begins flicking her tongue across one nipple and then the other, she kisses and licks down to his abdomen.
While she is doing this, her breasts are brushing across his body. She stands up and moves to the end of the bed. She pulls off his pants and then she lies down on her side and puts her hand inside his boxers.
He feels pleasure and disgust at the same time. She pulls off his boxers and no amount of self-control on his part could stop his erection. She moves back up his body kissing and licking him from his abdomen to his chest then his neck, and as she gets within an inch of his mouth.
He says it. He could not stop himself. "Don't kiss me."
"Don't kiss you!" She sits up. "You didn't seem to mind what I was doing down there."
"Well you know what they say; it is usually out of its owner's control."
Man that was a stupid thing to say.
With that comment, she gets up and walks around the room, screaming. "I fooled myself into believing that you were different but you're not, are you? Goddamnit, you men, you are all the same. All you give a fuck about is yourselves; you don't care about anyone else, do you? Just what pleases you, you're all selfish pigs!"
Bobby answers her in a raised voice. "Jesus I'm sorry, calm down will you." Lowering his voice, "You started it."
She turns around quickly and walks over to the bed and leans down, he has never seen her look like this before; her eyes are dark and cold. This is the real Nicole.
In a soft voice, she says. "Well then you can finish."
"How the hell am I supposed to do that?"
Why are you arguing with her?
"Oh then let me continue. I wouldn't want to frustrate you."
Shit
She reaches down between his legs and digs her fingernails into his balls. He cringes in pain. She lets go.
"I'm sorry Bobby did that hurt."
"You bitch!"
"What did you call me?" She digs her nails into his balls again.
Talking between his teeth, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry Goddamnit."
She lets go, than paces around the room; she walks back to the bed and sits down next to him. The smile on her face is sinister; she puts her hand down between his legs again.
Shit not again.
It becomes hard. "Well, well look what we have here." What should I do now? Let's see, oh I know." Suddenly she gets up and leaves the room.
You couldn't just go with it? No, you had to open your big mouth.
She is gone for about two or three minutes. When she comes back into the room, she is holding a large bowl in her hands, without speaking she lifts up the bowl. The bowl is filled with ice cubes. She turns it over and dumps the ice cubes on him. The shock of the cold causes him to pass out. Nicole takes a syringe from her pocket and injects him with a sedative. She then goes through the process of cleaning up the ice cubes. "Why do you always have to argue with me Bobby?"
She un-cuffs his wrists and changes the sheets, dresses him, then covers him with a blanket. "Goodnight Bobby." She leans down and kisses him lightly on the lips.
TBC