Life is Strange 2: Falling Into Place
Chapter 15 of my Life is Strange 2 story, now we are in the climax.
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Chapter 15
With a groan Lyla felt consciousness returning to her slowly, there was a blaze of pain on her face, just above her right eye, she had no doubt it was bruised.
'Urgh, fuck, my head, I...shit, it's cold, what...Wait, FUCK!?' She thought, her mind jolting at the end.
It hit her all at once with horrible clarity and her eyes snapped open, her panic soared and her heart and mind raced. Breathing heavily she looked around, frantic, but helpless. To her great horror her shorts had been removed, leaving her in just her lilac panties. She was lying on a rough and, she was sure, unclean bed in what looked like some sort of underground bunker. Her arms were pulled above her head and bound to the iron frame of the bed by a pair of handcuffs. The cold air pebbled her skin and had the unfortunate side effect of perking up her nipples.
"Shit..." She hissed, immediately tugging at her bonds.
She had no doubt what was going on, now that she remembered what had occurred.
'Dad, he kidnapped me, no...not again, he's going to, shit...' Her mind continued with the scattered, panicked, thoughts. 'How long was I out, does anyone know I'm...oh fuck no...'
For at that moment she heard the sounds of a door opening and heavy footsteps and sure enough, her father entered the basement room, smirking as he leered at her almost nude body.
He was carrying something which he then put down on a nearby table, before approaching her, still leering.
"Ah, my lovely girl is awake now, how nice." He drawled with a smile that made her feel sick.
She squirmed and tugged at her bonds. "Dad, please, no...just...just let me go, I don't..."
He smirked and, to Lyla's horror, his hands were on her, groping her breasts, rough and cruel, nothing at all like the soft caresses she had experienced when she and Jamie had made love.
"I don't think so, my girl." He hissed. "You've been kept from me for far too long, I'm not giving you up..."
Lyla squirmed, but couldn't get away as he continued to grope her. "HELP, HELP, SOMEONE!"
He laughed cruelly. "It's useless girl, the whole basement is soundproofed, nobody can hear you."
"Fuck you, I don't..." She snapped.
He finally stopped touching her but only to turn away towards the table again.
"It's a such a shame really, that you didn't do what you were supposed to do." He was saying, a dangerous edge to his voice. "You are mine and nobody else can have you, yet you dare fraternise with that red haired boy, that worthless nerd that-"
Lyla growled, defiant. "Don't you dare talk about Jamie, he is a greater man than you'll ever be!"
Her father barked a laugh. "Oh that's a good one, he's pathetic...Jamie is it, interesting. Well no matter, here, you've been out cold so long you must be starving."
She froze, her stomach growled, but she couldn't. Her father approached with the food but she kept her mouth closed.
'No, I can't...I know him, it's drugged, he's trying to make me easier to handle.'
He glowered at her defiance. "I said eat, you fucking bitch!"
She still refused and, enraged, he roared and put the food aside before smacking her across the face. She cried out in pain and he stormed off, leaving the bunker...and also switching off the lights, leaving her in complete darkness.
Jamie found himself frantic, everybody else was talking quietly, or waiting, trying to stay calm while the police worked. Jamie couldn't help himself and paced, worried, upset. It had been a couple of hours now at least since he had been brought here. It was, in fact, nearing midnight. That was when suddenly, he heard a scream from another room, Yu-jin screaming. He rushed through, along with the others, to find her recoiled in horror, from her own phone.
"Ma'am..." The officer in charge began.
She trembled. "It's, it's him, he's...oh my girl..."
Jamie bit his lip as he looked at the phone, and a wave of revulsion nearly overcame him. It was a picture of Lyla, lying handcuffed to a bed in some creepy basement room, she was naked apart from her panties. She looked fearful, panicked, clearly struggling. Her mouth was taped shut and it was clear, after the officer picked up the phone and checked, that the photo was the first of many. Worse still was the video.
"He took a video." The officer muttered. "His sick mind games, trying to taunt us all. But we can use it, if we can find anything identifiable in the background, we might figure out her location."
Jamie grimaced. "Sounds...sounds good to me."
Yu-jin nodded in agreement before everybody started. For Jamie's phone had just gone off. He checked it and was hit by the same wave of revulsion as before, for now it seemed he had been sent the same pictures and video, to taunt him further.
"He must know about me, and Lyla...He..." Jamie muttered.
Shaking his head, he tried to calm down. This was just going from bad to worse.
A short while later, definitely after midnight now, Jamie was pacing again. Kyle and Sean doing their best to try and reassure him while Jenn and Cassidy did their best to comfort Yu-jin. The rest of the families waiting tensely for news.
"Jamie, dude, I know it's eating you up. But the police are right." Sean said. "They can use those photos, the video, to find clues."
Kyle nodded. "Yeah, we just have to have faith, they'll manage to find her, we have to believe that."
Jamie grimaced. "I...how the hell did you guys both deal with this, when you were…?"
They both shared a glance and shook their heads, finally admitting to Jamie the truth. They didn't deal with it, they were as lost and terrified as he was. Turning away to talk to their families for a moment, Kyle and Sean left Jamie to try and calm himself. Only for his phone to buzz again, he looked around, shaking his head, before pulling it out. He froze when he read the text, from Lyla's father.
"They say the criminal returns to the scene of the crime, don't they, Jamie." It read, a clear taunt directed right at him. "What if he never left in the first place, he was just...out of sight, down below."
Jamie frowned at the text, he guessed Steven Park had got his name from Lyla and his number from her phone. But what did he even mean by what he said. But then, thinking back, it suddenly made perfect, horrific sense.
Jamie's eyes widened. 'Holy shit, that house Lyla was abducted from, her dealer used that place...it has a basement and I'll bet the dealer soundproofed it to keep...unruly clients, quiet. Lyla's father has just taken advantage of another evil man's work. Oh fuck and that's where...'
In a blind panic, his mind only on Lyla, Jamie pocketed his phone, knowing now exactly where she was and, with nobody looking, he slipped out of the house and began to hurry over there, desperate to save his beloved.
Lyla squirmed, fighting not to throw up as her father claimed her mouth with his own. He was on top of her, groping her heavily again and clearly now, trying to take things further, trying to assault her.
"No!" She cried, pulling away.
His hands had reached her panties and he was trying to lower them, she tried to flail her legs, to kick him, to do anything to stop him, but he continued to molest her, making her cry in pain as he cruelly began biting her breasts and nipples. But then, suddenly, to her great surprise, he stopped, suddenly leaping to his feet. His eyes narrowed but a dark grin grew on his face, before he suddenly grabbing the duct tape and, despite her attempts to resist, taped her mouth shut again and then disappeared from view. Lyla found herself breathing heavily, her skin still prickling from his sickening touch. What had made him suddenly stop, she wondered, before getting her answer and her dread returned in full flow.
"Lyla!"
It was Jamie, her eyes widened. "MMMMM MMMMMMMM!"
She shook her head, trying desperately to plead with him, to get him to run. But it was no good. He had barely reached her before her father reappeared and grabbed him.
"H-MURHG!" Jamie cried before being silenced.
Lyla could only watch in dismay as her father clamped a rag, obviously soaked in some kind of sedative, over Jamie's mouth and nose. Her beloved struggled for a good while, trying to break free, but finally he went limp and Lyla's tears fell harder than ever.
Back at the Park house, Sean and Kyle just realized something that worried them.
"Uh, where's Jamie?" Kyle asked worriedly.
That got everyone's attention and they all began to look. Sure enough it soon became clear that Jamie was not in the house and at once panic began to spread.
"What is going on, why would he leave?" Jenn whispered. "We're all supposed to stay here, to be safe."
Cassidy grimaced. "It must be...it's like when you were kidnapped, and when Daniel and I were in danger. He's gone to try and save Lyla himself."
"But then, he'd have to know where she is..." Kyle began. "Which means, her father sent him some clue, as a sick joke."
The officer in charge began relaying instructions to his men and then quickly explained. "If he's still got his phone on him, we can track it, that'll tell us where he is."
The others all held onto hope now that Jamie could indeed be found this way, especially his parents.
"But what if, what if you can't...like Lyla, or Steven?" Yu-jin asked.
It was true, they had tried to trace their phones, to no avail. But before an answer could be given, something came up. They couldn't get an exact fix on the current location, but they were able to trace the phone, surprisingly, right back to where the drug dealers had been killed, it then disappeared there.
"Why would it disappear."
The lead officer realized. "The basement, it must be set up to block phone signals...they have to be in there."
There was a flurry of activity after that, at once leading to them hurrying to get there as soon as possible, before it was too late.
Waking up, his head swimming, Jamie just barely registered the other sounds, the whimpers and pleas choked with tears. The horrible grunting and brief wordless shouts. Opening his eyes he felt enraged, sickened and helpless all at once. He was in the basement, seated on the floor at the other end of the room. His wrists, ankles and thighs had been tightly bound with tape and more tape covered his mouth. But what provoked his reaction was the bed, on it Lyla, stripped of her panties, her father raping her with obvious sick pleasure. Lyla's tear filled eyes locked with his, filled with endless apology, fear and pain. Just as her father moaned, and she broke down crying, he had clearly peaked, worse still, inside her. Pulling out and fixing his clothes he laughed.
"I see you're awake, lover boy." He taunted. "Well too bad, now you know, Lyla is mine and mine alone, you're gonna see that happen again and again until you get the message."
"MMMMMMMMMM!" Jamie tried to protest, but the tape over his mouth blocked him.
Laughing cruelly, Lyla's father began making his way up to the door of the basement but then came more noise, which startled them greatly. Shouts and curses and the sounds of a struggle and then, to their relief, they saw the police entering the room. Rescue had indeed come. The nightmare, was over at last.
"Lyla!" Jamie cried the moment he was freed.
He rushed up to her side as the police covered her up.
"J-Jamie..." She sobbed.
She latched onto him and he held her close, the two of them letting themselves be escorted out of the basement and to safety.
"I...I'm sorry." Lyla choked out. "He...he..."
Jamie shook his head. "I know, don't be sorry, it's not your fault. It's his and no one else. But it's over now. We'll get through this, I promise."
Lyla sniffled and clung to him tighter. She just wanted out of here and as they emerged, it finally hit her, it was indeed over. Her father could no longer hurt her. After this he would be likely locked up in maximum security and she would never have to see him again. Resting her head against Jamie's chest, she sought relief in that and, most importantly, in Jamie's love as he held her and gave her as much strength as he could.
End of chapter, and so the climax ends, read and review please.