Chapter 4: Taken
I went home and finished my homework for the day and went to bed around seven, I hadn't even ate anything for dinner. My mom had come up but she thought I was asleep I wasn't. I had barely slept all night. The next morning I went to school without even talking to my parents.
I had lied to my dad. I had never lied to my parents ever before and I couldn't forgive myself. I felt awful and I knew I should have just told my dad.
I was at my locker when I saw something that surprised me. Alicia was walking up to me. Her bruises weren't completely gone but they were really light I couldn't even tell until she was standing next to me.
"Alicia! What are you doing here? I mean…I'm so happy you're back!" I hugged her; she gave a small squeeze back.
"My mom made me come back. Lexi, I think I'm going to skip or something I just…I don't want to be here I feel…" She stopped all the sudden.
"Alicia are you…?" I saw what she was looking at; it was him the boy who had attacked her. I slammed my locker shut. "Alicia lets go, come on." I turned her around, but I looked back and did something I never thought I could. I flipped him off.
After first hour I split up with Alicia. I hugged her and said it would be okay that I would be waiting at her eighth hour class. She could stay in the room with the teacher so she didn't have to be alone.
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I was at my lunch period, the newspaper lab was closed so I was sitting at a table alone working on my Chemistry. All the sudden someone appeared in the chair next to me. I took off my iPod and looked around to see his evil face staring at me.
"You had no fucking right to do that to me this morning, you embarrassed me in front of all my friends. You'll have to pay for that." He had an evil grin on his face.
I didn't even flinch. "You can't hurt me. And you can't hurt Alicia any more either, I won't let you. You haven't won this. You haven't won this at all. Maybe you should do you research and just see who's the father of the best friend of the girl you attacked. And yes you are so very much an asshole and you can burn in hell for all I care. You're a rapist and I'm not letting that go unpunished." I picked up my things and walked away. I was feeling more scared then I have ever felt before.
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"Hey" I said as I walked up to Alicia. She was waiting outside the doorway and she looked pale. "Is everything okay?"
"He….he.. just walked by. I just wasn't ready for that you know."
"Yeah, its okay don't worry. I'm here. Do you need to go to your locker or can we just go and call a cab?"
"Yeah I'm ready. Thank you Lexi it really means a lot that you are sticking with me."
I smiled and we walked out of the school and down to the street where cabs were lined up. But as we got there they all filled up. "Oh lets walk down to Monroe and get a cab there. It's a nice day"
We were walking and I was trying to make Alicia laugh, I knew that she really needed to laugh. Or just have something happy to think about.
SCREEEECCHHHHH
I turned around in a fast movement as the car pulled up next to us. I grabbed Alicia's arm.
Right when he got out of the car I felt Alicia freeze. "Alicia we have to run" I was pulling on her arm. "Alicia please, run!" She hadn't budged.
He looked really angry and I knew that if we didn't run he could really hurt both of us. "Well don't you too ladies look lovely today." He said, the sarcasm oozing out of his voice.
I finally got Alicia too budge and we both turned around and sprinted. I could hear him behind us and all the sudden, I was toppled to the ground and he was on top of me. "Where the hell do you think your going bitch?"
I looked up, my ribs where in pain "ALICIA RUN!" but she had stopped and was already running back. I could hear her weak punches on his strong body. He pulled me up and was literally lifting me over his shoulder. I was flailing my arms and legs trying to kick somewhere it would hurt. But I couldn't.
"AHHHHhhhh" I heard a thump as Alicia went to the ground holding her face.
"Nooooo! Let me go now!!" With more pain to my ribs, he threw me in the front seat through the driver's side of the door. My head hit the glass with a thud and everything was going blurry. I tried to fight it, everything went black.
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My head was pounding. Just opening my eyes felt like lifting 1000 lbs. But I got them open and all I could see was a dirty room. There was an old dresser and bed. Also on a desk with a light on it was a phone and laptop.
I felt it then. I couldn't move my hands. They were behind my back and tied. So were my feet. Oh my gosh, I'm stuck. I needed to get out and away. Far away.
I was pulling my hands hard to try and break free of whatever was holding them. It hurt but I did not care. The fear was overriding my pain. I finally realized it wasn't going to happen so I decided to yell.
"SOMEONE HELP ME!! SOMEONE PLEASE!! HELP ME!!" I screamed at the top of my lungs.
I heard the door open behind me and all of the sudden I felt my face fly sideways and the chair tipped over. My ribs were now in extreme pain. I started crying. "Please don't, I'm sorry, I didn't mean anything I said. Please just let me go. Please I'll do anything." My chair was being pulled up and facing the computer.
"Yes you will do anything, because as of right now you are my little bitch." He whispered in my ear. Then he tugged my hair back. "Right?" I didn't respond so he tugged harder. "RIGHT!?"
I still didn't respond but he let me go. "I looked up your father. Isn't he the hero of the day? New York City: Special Victims Unit. Well let me tell you something. Your friend was really good."
I tried to go at him and do the only thing I could do bite him. But instead my chair fell again and the pain shot through my stomach. It was getting to the point of being unbearable. "You are a sick miserable person you know that!" I yelled up at him and spit on his shoes.
The pain I had received I knew would probably be the least pain I was about to receive. He kicked me three times repeatedly in the stomach. Then he lifted my chair up and walked over to the desk and grabbed some duck tape. He covered my mouth and all I can make where mumbled noises.
He walked over to the computer and turned it on. He looked back "We're going to email daddy. Telling him exactly whats going on. And you are going to a wonderful little prop during my video." I shook again trying to knock the chair over hoping it would loosen something. He started the video and stood in front of me.
"Dear Elliot Stabler. You probably noticed that something is missing from your life. Not that it should be important. Your little slut of a daughter."
He stepped aside and I started crying harder and tried to make coherent noises.
"Well I guess to be a slut you have to be sexually active which…" he looked at me with disgust "I doubt she is. He walked around behind me and put his face next time mine and started sniffing me I could hear his pleasure. "But I think I'm going to change that."
Fear drowned me and I started freaking out. I had completely lost it and started violently tossing myself.
"Oh shut up, whore." And he punched me again, knocking me over. He didn't pick me up this time.
"Mr. Stabler. I plan to keep your daughter for as long as I like. I plan to teach her the manners she seems to not be able to give me. I deserve respect from her. She had to be a little bitch. So yes Elliot Stabler, I will be in touch with you, then you can say goodbye to your daughter. Forever."
I was crying so hard and trying to scream but I couldn't. I couldn't believe it. What was going to happen to me?
Am I going to die?