Chapter Four: Refusal and Beaten

He got out of the car and beckoned for me to follow him. I did, but my gut was saying that I shouldn't. I gazed in awe at the magnificent room that I stood in. It was empty, yet it held an air of aristocracy. "What is this place?" I know, that phrase is so overrated, but still, it's useful.

"It's a quiet place to think, talk, or..." he pushed me up against a wall and started kissing me. I wouldn't open my mouth because, well..would you kiss your brother's best friend? Gross. In response to my apparent refusal, he bit my lip, really hard. That forced me to gasp, which is when his tongue slid into my mouth. I pushed him away, but he grabbed my head and slammed it into the wall.

I saw stars and my eyes rolled back into my head. When he started again I pushed him as hard as I could and ran up the stairs. I ran into the nearest bedroom adn locked the door. It wouldn't hold long but it would do. I heard him stomping up the stairs. There was nowhere to hide. I backed up to the farthest wall and curled up on the floor. It took three kicks to open the door. "you'll fuck Theryn but not me? That. Doesn't. Make. Sense." He had slapped me for every one of the words he said.

I'm not normally a weak person. Growing up with Ethan as a brother, well you had to be tough to stand his pranks and everything. Ed was just a bit stronger than me. I kicked at him and only got a few good punches in before he grabbed me by my hair and drug me out of the room. He put me over his shoulder and carried me down the hall and threw me into another room. There was one piece of furniture, a bed.

I stood and tried to push past him. Not the smartest idea when he was stronger than me. He easily picked me up and put me on the bed. He pulled something from beside the bed, a rope, and sat on me. He tied one end to my arm, and bed post, then did the same to the other. He stood and took off his belt. Before he tied my legs to the posts he removed my pants. My heart was pounding, because...well...I knew what he was going to do, and it wasn't going to end well. He cursed as he removed a large switchblade and cut my shirt off. Then he left. I heard the car start up and pull away from the gravel driveway. He left me tied to a fucking bed, naked.

I tried screaming, but nobody came so I stopped. My arms were hurting because I had been trying to pull them loose. Ed was gone all day. I was in a deep sleep when he barged in. I woke to a knife cutting my stomach up. I tried to scream but there was something taped in my mouth. Then I saw the red light. It was coming from the end of the bed. My breathing was heavy as I felt the blade digging into my arms. The warm blood oozed from the cuts and dropped onto the bed. The pain was minimal to what happened next.

He cut my panties and took off his clothes. I could barely see in front of me, but I could see his outline. He got on top of me and cut my bra off. He felt my whole body from one side to the other. He sucked on my neck and I tried to push him off of me with my shoulders, but to no avail. He moved down and entered me. That pain was a hundred, no a thousand, times worse than the cuts to my stomach and arms. I screamed and I knew that he heard it because he just laughed at me.

When he was spent he got off and said, "I'm glad your pregnant so I didn't have to use protection." then he laughed again and took the tape out of the camera. "this is being sent to your family. After I blur my face of course."

He walked out and slammed the door. He'd be back and would do it again tomorrow, and every day after that, for how ever long he kept me here. It would only stop if he killed me or I somehow escaped.

(a/n: this doesn't make sense but Kat is delerious here.) Hours later, my feet were free of the belt that had been attatched to the posts, and so was one of my arms. I don't know how it happened, but I was soon free. My bag was gone and my other clothes were useless so I took the blanket from the bed and wrapped it around myself. I walked downstairs adn ran outside. From then I ran in the direction from which I was brought. There were few cars, but when I did see one I would run and lay in the grass until it was gone.

It took me an hour to make it into town. I stayed in the darker areas and it took me forty-five more minutes to get to my houes. It was all dark, except for the living room light. There were three cars in front of the house. I was on the porch, about to knock, when my legs gave way and I fell against it, then to the floor. I heard people asking what was here. I wanted to answer but couldn't. From my position I saw the door open and Ethan stepping out. when he saw me he fell to his knees and yelled, "Dad, she's back!" he was crying. My brother crying. I never thought I'd see that day.

My dad came to the door and picked me up. He carried me inside adn laid me down on the couch. I saw some state police officers and my mom. Had I been gone longer than one day? "Kat, what happened to you?" my mom asked. She didnt' look worried at all.

"D-d-dad...I-I-I'm...s-s-sorry." I couldn't say anymore because I blacked out. I don't remember if I drempt or not because I was at peace during that whole period. I woke and saw machines adn white tiles. I was at the hospital.