*Mild language warning, attempted rape/sexual assault.
Chapter 4 *Sue's P.O.V.*
Groggily, I opened my eyes, but then groaned. My whole body ached, and I felt nauseous. My throat was terrible dry, and I felt so thirsty. Slowly, I looked around, and shivered. I was lying on cold cement, and the room was very cold.
I was in a small room, like a basement. There was windows ground level, but they seemed so high up from the bottom of the basement. The room was empty, with the floor, walls, and ceiling made of cement. I figured it must get hot in here in the winter. But at the moment, I was freezing cold. The cement must store heat in the summer, and cold in the winter, I suspected.
My head throbbed as I tried to remember what happened. I remembered being furious at Tobey . . . someone grabbing me . . . That's all I could remember. My stomach hurt, and I gagged, thinking I might vomit.
Slowly and carefully, I rolled onto my back. Groaning, I clutched my aching stomach. It felt like the time when I was ten, and I got a stomach virus. Tenderly, I stood up, and thought about maybe banging on the door, or kicking it down. I started walking to the door, but suddenly gagged, and ran to the far corner of the basement. I throw up, and continue to cough violently. I feel very ill and sick.
I was so distracted, that I didn't hear the door open. As I stared at the ground, a strong pain in back made me cry out, and someone grabbed me by my collar! I squealed and thrashed wildly, but I got another sharp pain in my back, and I stopped. I was turned around, staring at a man's face. There were scars on his face, and he had dark purple hair that went below his shoulder blades.
"You listen to me, and you listen to be good bitch. You live here now, cause I want something you know about, got it?" he answered in a raspy voice.
I refused to answer him. I glared at the man, and my mouth stayed shut. The man growled at me, and back-handed me across the face! I whined, but stayed quiet. "Listen, I know you know where the cookbook is. You tell me where it is, or I don't let you go. So, where is it."
I still refused to say anything to the man. I glared at him, feeling nauseous again. "Fine, be that way." he growled, and threw me to the floor. I landed on my wrist, and I cradled it against my chest. He started to walk out, then he said, "I drugged you before I kidnapped you. That drug will stay in you system for a couple of days. It will make you nauseous, make you vomit, weak, and give you severe migraines. You won't be able to defend yourself well. Have fun." he laughed, and slammed the door shut behind him.
I shivered from fear and cold. A feeling in my gut told me that that guy meant business. Slowly and carefully, I curled onto my side, desperate to stay warm and keep as much body heat in my body as possible. My head started hurting, and I rubbed my temples, trying to dull the pain.
Scary thoughts paraded my mind, wondering if I ever saw my family again. I remembered the reason I went out that night was because I was mad at Tobey. Now I needed Tobey. I wanted him. I needed him to tell me it was going to be okay, and I was going to be home soon. I was so cold, I needed his warm. I wish I had worn more clothes before I went out. Shivering, I curled into a small ball, wishing so badly I could be warm. My head hurt badly, my stomach ached and I was getting nauseous again.
Eventually, my eyes closed. Sleepiness was creeping up. I yawned lazily, and drifted off to sleep.
~Three Delivery~
When I woke up, I tried to move my stiff body. But, my wrists and ankles where tied. I opened my eyes more, and I saw I was tied to a bed! I tried to scream, but there was a cloth shoved into my mouth. Squealing, I started thrashing wildly, trying to break free. Suddenly, the door was thrown open, and the man glared at me. There was a knife in his hand, and not a butter knife. A large knife, that looked to be used for cutting meat.
The man walked over to me, and unzipped my red shirt. I squealed, and shut my eyes, and looked into the other direction. The man then, using the knife, cut my favorite tank top down the middle, then by the shoulders, causing it to fall off my body and onto the sheets of the bed. I screamed through the gag as the man growled and smacked me. I whined in the gag.
Then the man unzipped my pants, and pulled them down around my ankles. I cried hysterically, begging him to stop. He grins, and then speaks for the first time since I was tied to the bed. "Now maybe you will tell me, where is the cookbook?"
~Three Delivery~
Shivering, I curled into a small ball in the corner of the basement. I was only in my bra and underwear. My hair had fallen around my shoulders. It was so cold now, even colder without most of my clothes. Thoughts of that man raping me still played in my mind, and scared me so much. My knees were still knocking. I knew now that this man meant business, and wasn't afraid to hurt me.
Then I realized how hungry I was. My stomach growled loudly, pushing the nausea away. Groaning, I rolled onto my back, and stared at the ceiling. Closing my eyes, I wondered where my clothes were. As if on cue, the door was thrown open again, making me jump and sit up.
The man was back, and he held a plastic bag and a bowl covered with plastic wrap. He dropped both near me, making me cry out with surprise. The man glared at me, then turned on his heal and slammed the door shut behind him.
I stared at the door for a couple of seconds, then cautiously looked inside the bag. There was a teal hooded sweatshirt, and old gray drawstring pants. Quickly, I pulled them out and threw them on. They felt old and dirty, but warm. I picked up the bowl, and saw there was noodles in it. My stomach growled loudly, and my mouth watered as I pulled off the plastic wrap. There was no chopsticks, so I was forced to use my fingers. I didn't really care, and ate it slowly, trying to make it last. While eating it, I noticed it was cold, like it just came out of the refrigerator. Not caring, I continued to eat them slowly. It tasted familiar, and I realized it was from Wu's Garden! I started to cry, thinking I would never see them again.
I didn't know how long I was sitting there, just eating the noodles, but that man came back in suddenly. My face shot up from the bowl, and I stopped eating, just staring at the man. He growled at me, and grabbed the bowl from my hands, and smacked me across the face! I didn't react, so surprised that I just stared at him, wide-eyed.
"That's enough. Your done, you fat pig! From now on, under my care, you'll get little bits of table scraps every other day. That's it, until you tell me where the cookbook is." he laughed, and started to walk away. I whimpered, regretting eating my meal slowly. I knew now that he was going to starve me. My stomach seemed to growl louder after thinking the idea of being starved.
Though, the man stopped, then placed the bowl down slowly at his feet. He pulled something out of pocket. I gasped when I saw it was a gun! He walked over to me. Then he smiled, and spoke.
"Listen girly. I want you to go to that damn school tomorrow. Sometimes it's best to hide in plain site, eh? Anyways, I don't want you speaking to those pathetic boys, Sid and Tobey. Got it girl? And if you do, I'll shoot them! I'll shoot your brother first, right before your eyes! And I never miss a kill shot!" he laughed, then continued. "I'm only sending you to that school so your won't go crazy, and I won't have to deal with a fourteen year old who's gone mental. And I have things to do, I can't just baby-sit you all day."
He stared at the clothes I was wearing, then said, "Your going to pull the hood over your head, and pull back those dagger-like bangs. Your only going to wear those clothes, so don't get them dirty!" he laughed again, and started to walk out. He picked up the bowl from the floor, and slammed the door shut behind him, leaving me alone in the darkness. I was never afraid of the dark, even as a little girl, but now, I was terrified of the darkness. I just wanted to go home.
~Three Delivery~
The next morning, I felt very stiff, hungry, and had a massive migraine. Groaning, I rubbed my temples. All the memories of last night flashed back, and I choked back tears. I was still in my sweatpants and sweatshirt. 'At least it wasn't as cold sleeping with these sweats on.' I thought to myself, trying to stay positive, but it was getting difficult.
The door flew open, making me jump with surprise. The man came over to me, and said, "Your going to stay here a while. Call me Spencer if you wish to speak, brat. I stole your wallet, so you have no money or identification, so don't even try to get help, or food for that matter. You're a transfer at the school, your name is Sam Li. I'm driving you, I don't trust you yet with walking to school by yourself yet. So get up!" he yelled, almost knowing I had a migraine, and loud noises, especially his voice, make my head hurt even more. Slowly, I stood up, swaying, but I stood up. The man growled at me, and grabbed my wrist and nearly ran out.
Spencer pushed the door open, and for the first time, I saw his house. It was filthy. There was piles of garbage everywhere. Rotted food was scattered on the floor. The carpets and furniture was ripped and destroyed. They didn't look comfortable. The putrid smell of dead things and rotting food was overpowering, and I thought I might throw up again.
Spencer then pushed me outside, and dragged me to the old car. It was a very old type of car, and it was rusty and not taken care of. He threw open the passenger side of the car, and pushed me in. He went around and opened the driver's side and when he got in, he immediately started the car and drove right to the school. I had no time to think; I just held onto the door to brace myself.
When we reached the front of the school, Spencer opened the door and walked out. Quickly, I pulled back my bangs and pulled the hood over my head. He yanked the door open and threw me out. Standing up, I saw Tobey and Sid biking to the bike rack. They both looked depressed. Sid and Tobey got off there bikes and ,using their locks, locked the bikes. Tobey looked at an empty rack next to their bikes, and started crying. Sid laid a hand on his shoulder, and smiled weakly. There was dark circles under both their eyes. It made me upset.
"Come on Tobey, let's go. We'll go look for Sue after school." Sid said weakly, and Tobey nodded, and they started to walk towards the school entrance.
I whimpered quietly, wanting to just scream at the top of my lungs, "Sid! Tobey! It's me, Sue! Rescue me from this maniac!!!" but I knew that this man would hurt me badly, or my family. I just couldn't let that happen. Spencer walked over to me, and handed me a note.
"That note says you just went through chemotherapy, so your bald. It says your embarrassed, so you wear your hood. Got that?!"
I nodded. Then slowly, I started to walk to the school. I knew it was going to be hard. At least I got to see Sid and Tobey part of the day.
To Be Continued . . .