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Chapter 3
It felt like it had been a year, but Blair really had no idea how long she had been locked down there. Her body was swollen and bruised to the point where it hurt to breath. Her captor came in more frequently lately, having his way with her after giving her a thorough beating. Every time she fought back, but every time she was overcome by the strong man. She believed she would never be free of this nightmare. She would often just lay there thinking of ways to die. Once, she even tried not to eat the disgusting food he brought her, but that just made him angry. He liked her, and she knew it. The thought made her shutter every time.
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"Chuck?" Nate pushed the front door open and walked towa rds Chuck's bedroom. He knocked on the door, but there was no answer, "I'm coming in," Nate said as he slowly pushed open the door. Chuck was sitting on the ground, leaning against the bed. His hair was messy, his clothes were dirty and it was obvious he hadn't showered in a few days. His eyes were empty as he stared out into space. He took a long drink out of the glass bottle he was holding. Nate just stared at him with a concerning look.
"We haven't tried hard enough, Nathaniel. Blair is out there still and I haven't tried hard enough to find her," Chuck's words slurred together, and he never looked Nate in the eyes; he just sat there with a dazed look.
"You have done everything you possibly can, Chuck," Nate sank to ground next to him.
"She's still alive. I have to find her," He seemed to be talking to himself. He tried getting up, but quickly stumbled back to the ground.
Nate started to stand up, "It's already been two months. There isn't a good chan…"
"Don't you dare finish that sentence!" Chuck looked Nate dead in the eyes. He finally stood on his feet, but started stumbling again and Nate grabbed his arm to help steady him, "Don't touch me!" Chuck yelled jerking his arm away causing him to fall on his bed.
"Chuck, listen to me. You have been like this all month. The facts aren't good. You need to clean yourself up and get someone to help you move o..."
"Fuck you," Chuck cut him off, "Don't you dare tell me what I need to do. I know what I need and that's Blair"
"We can't help you anymore! You are killing Lily. She can't stand to see you like this!"
"I just need to find Blair…"
"Face it, Chuck, Blair is not coming back," Nate looked him square in the eye. Chuck opened his mouth, but nothing came out. Nate didn't know what to expect, then Chuck let out a scream. He stood on his feet and threw the bottle he was still holding across the room. It hit the mirror and shattered, the liquid dripped down the broken glass.
"Get out," Chuck screamed, "get out, get out, get out!" He broke into a sob and buried his face into hands as he fell back to the ground.
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Blair laid on the ground, unable to move, like most days. She heard the door open and the footsteps coming down the stairs. Her back was turned away from him, but she could picture his every move. She heard the keys jingling as he slid one into the lock and then heard it snap open. He came over to her and ran his hands down her body. She shivered, but didn't fight back this time. She just laid there. She had lost the willpower to fight. Her body was just too weak and broken. She couldn't move. She just laid there and closed her eyes as he had his way with her.