Three days went by in complete hell. They took turns to come into the room, tormenting her, hurting her, beating her up. Each time she tried fighting back but it was pointless. The beating wasn't the worst part. The worst part was that she had no idea why she was being held there to begin with.
Things changed on the fourth day. Voices were sounding from the other side of the door. There was a female voice among them. She looked up as the door opened and everyone entered.
"Stephanie," she said as she saw her enter the room.
"Hello Sabrina," Stephanie said in a cold tone.
Stephanie leaned up against the table and looked down at Sabrina who was still sitting on the mattress.
"Get her up," Stephanie barked to the guys.
Seth and Dean were fast at Sabrina's feet, yanking her up by her arms.
"Hold her still," Stephanie barked.
Sabrina felt how they locked her arms behind her back so she wasn't able to move. Stephanie's hand hit her cheek with such a force that Sabrina would have stumbled forward if it hadn't been for Seth and Dean holding her. She didn't get a chance to get a hold on herself before Stephanie's other hand hit her other cheek. In frustration she kicked out and hit Stephanie on her shin. Stephanie screamed in pain and threw her fist at Sabrina's face. The punch went in solid and Sabrina could taste blood in her mouth. She heard Dean chuckle. She was so tired of him that she turned her head towards him and spit out the blood in his face.
"What the fuck?!" Dean yelled and yanked her arm upwards so she was forced to bend forward.
The pain was strong and she whimpered. Stephanie placed a hand under her chin and lifted her head up.
"I'm so tired of you running around thinking you can do whatever you want. You're gonna stay in here for a long time and these guys are gonna have so much fun with you," Stephanie said and smirked.
"Could you at least tell me what on earth I've done wrong?" Sabrina asked.
"You know damn well," Stephanie sneered.
"Seriously Stephanie, I don't have a fucking clue," Sabrina said.
Stephanie moved away from the table, then grabbed Sabrina's hair and pulled her forward so her stomach was leaning in on the table. Seth and Dean followed, still locking her arms behind her back. Stephanie leaned down to look at Sabrina.
"You think you're so smart going behind my back with Hunter like that, thinking I wouldn't know," Stephanie said.
"What the hell? Hunter? What the fuck are you talking about?" Sabrina asked.
"I know what you're doing with him and this is me making it stop," Stephanie answered.
"I've never done anything with Hunter. I don't even like him," Sabrina said.
"Yeah right. Every girl likes him but he's mine and it's gonna stay that way," Stephanie said.
Sabrina felt frustrated and powerless. She knew her conscience was clear. She had done nothing wrong but how could she explain that to Stephanie?
"For fuck's sake, Stephanie, either Hunter is lying to you or you're seeing ghosts," she said.
Stephanie let go off her hair and stood up straight.
"Well boys, she's already on the table. Help yourself to some fun with her," she said.
Looks were shared between Seth, Dean and Roman.
"What do you mean?" Roman asked.
"Just take her clothes off and do whatever you like," Stephanie answered.
Sabrina felt how Dean and Seth loosened their gribs on her arms a bit.
"That's not really my thing," Dean said.
"I don't care what your thing is. You do as I say," Stephanie said.
"You can't be serious," Roman said.
"Oh, I'm dead serious. Don't worry, I'll leave if you don't like me watching," Stephanie said and walked out of the room.
Roman followed after her.
"You want us to rape her?" He asked.
"Don't use such a bad word. Have some fun with her. That sounds better," Stephanie answered.
Dean and Seth came out as well.
"Stephanie, we fight for justice. You hired us because you needed justice to be served and we're serving it to you right now with our fists. But that's it. We only fight with our fists, not other parts of our bodies," Seth said.
"From now on you do," Stephanie said firmly.
"Are you even sure her and Hunter has an affair?" Roman asked.
"I know what I know. That little bitch in there is lying. Of course she is. Wouldn't you if you were in her situation?" Stephanie sneered.
"Of course, sorry for asking," Roman said.
"I thought so," Stephanie said and marched out of the house.
Seth looked from Dean to Roman.
"She can't be serious. I can't... Can you?" He asked.
"No way. I can't get it up that way," Dean answered.
"We're not touching her like that," Roman said and walked to the door.
He looked at Sabrina who was still standing by the table. She looked back at him. She raised her hands and clenched her fists, ready to fight for her life if they were to do as Stephanie demanded. Roman's eyes turned soft for a brief moment and then he closed the door, leaving her alone in the room.
She sighed and let her arms drop. They suddenly felt so heavy. She walked back to the mattress and let herself drop down on it. Her tears started flowing. She put her knees to her chest and wrapped her arms around them, leaning her head down on her knees while sobbing.