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CHAPTER 40!

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Chapter 40

Dougie's POV

I looked up at Rick, trembling madly in fear of being punished again. I was gasping for air, tears still leaking from my eyes, but I was crying silently now, not daring to sob out loud. Rick sighed loudly, and tried to reach out to me, but I whimpered and pulled away before he could even touch me. Rick growled annoyed at me, but he didn't seem too angry at me. He looked at me for a few moments in silence, studying my tearstained face, frowning. He seemed to be debating with himself about something. Then he gently put his hand on my shoulder and ignored my flinching. Instead he grabbed my chin and forced me to look him in the eyes.

'Listen to me,' he said gently, 'You seriously need to stop panicking so bad. Not just because it's annoying, but it's also for your own safety, and sanity. If you just obey every order Jared gives you perfectly, and you don't show your fear to Jeff and David, they won't hurt you as much as they have recently done.'

I looked at him surprised and confused. Was he actually giving me advise on how to behave so I wouldn't be hurt again?

'Really Dougie, I don't want you to be traumatised or whatever after this. It was never my intention to hurt you purposely. For me it's about the money, and only the money. But my mates are taking it a step too far. I can't really do a lot about it though. But seriously, if you just stay calm, everything'll turn out alright.'

I just looked at him, trying to process what Rick was saying. I was still trembling though.

'Please Dougie, just don't panic and cause a scene. Jared just... can't stand that... Can you do that? Can you promise you'll try to just stay calm?' Rick asked me, looking deeply in my eyes. I looked back at him with scared and insecure eyes, exhausted, confused and scared by the seriousness of Rick's tone. Why was he saying all this? Was Jared seriously that dangerous? Why was he even asking me this? Asking me to promise him if I'll stay calm from now on? How the hell could I stay calm when I was kidnapped, chained to a wall with two guys almost raping me and one man who had beaten the crap out of me earlier? I was sure there would be scars forever on my back. How the hell could he be asking me to be calm when really I was utterly terrified?

'Dougie?' Rick asked me softly. My attention snapped back to him and I blinked, before choking out an answer.

'I... How can I stay calm, when... when he... when I'm kidnapped?' I almost whispered.

'Don't worry, Dougie. You heard your friends. They have money, and I'll go to them tomorrow. You won't have to be here longer then another week. I'll make sure it won't be longer than one week.'

'I won't survive a whole week!' I cried out miserably.

'Yes, you will, Dougie. I'll keep an eye on you, to make sure the other won't be able to hurt you anymore, okay?' Rick said, trying to comfort me by rubbing his hand gently over my shoulder. It didn't stop me from being scared out of my mind. Suddenly I realised something and I gasped.

'What if tomorrow Jeff and David come back when you're gone and try to... to...?' I cried, unable to finish the sentence. Rick frowned.

'Don't worry. They won't harm you. I'll make sure of that.'

'What if they will?' I decided to trust Rick then. He had been the only one so far who had never really hurt me. He had hurt Tom, yes, by choking him, but I guess I'd just have to forget about that. That was probably just to make sure nothing seriously bad could happen when things got out of control in the forest. Rick was the only one that actually seemed to care about me, not just the money. Maybe he really did, maybe it was just for his own sake. I didn't care anymore, I just needed someone to comfort me now, before I went completely insane with fear.

'What if they will, Rick?' Tears sprang to my eyes as I repeated the question, my voice breaking, and my body slumped when the sobs took over my body again.

'Hey, Dougie... Shh. It'll be alright. Don't cry. It'll be alright.' Rick said sighing. He didn't sound annoyed though. I tensed when I felt him start to rub circles over my shoulder, careful not to touch the wounds on my back, but relaxed quickly when I realised he wasn't going to hurt me. I wanted to beg him to please let me go home, to please take me with him tomorrow, but I couldn't form the words. Instead I just cried on his shoulder for a while, Rick gently rubbing circles over my shoulderblades. After a while my crying died down, but I rested my head on Rick's shoulder, feeling drained of all energy. When Rick noticed me sagging down to lean on him, he softly pulled away, but held my body by my shoulders still, to steady my exhausted body.

'Come on, let's get you back to your room then.' He said, half smiling at my exhausted state, then he pulled me up to my feet and led me back to 'my room' as he called it, with the chains. I didn't object at all anymore when he carefully put me down on the ground and closed the shackle around my ankle. When Rick was done he looked at me while I let myself slump back against the brick wall behind me, and then cringed when my wounds started to throb painfully and I quickly pushed myself away from the wall again.

'Does it still hurt a lot?' Rick asked concerned. 'Do you want a painkiller?'

I shrugged, not really caring. My back didn't really hurt that bad anymore now, fortunately. But it still had a permanent distant stinging most of the times. Rick nodded, not really convinced.

'Alright... But if you do, you can just ask me when I come check on you, okay?'

I nodded absentmindedly, suddenly feeling numb and distant, not really listening to Rick anymore. Rick obviously noticed my sullen state.

'Alright. Well, get some sleep now then Dougie. I'll come check on you later.' With that he turned around and left the room, for the first time turning the light off before shutting the door behind him.

Then I was alone again. I wanted to cry, wanted to scream, wanted to tug at the chains and go absolutely mental, but I couldn't. I was drained of all energy, after hearing my friends, then having a panic attack and then having an intense peptalk of Rick. I just wanted to go home.

With that last thought repeating through my head I let myself sink to the ground, laying half on my side, half on my stomach. I laid there for a few moments like that, just staring out in front of me to nothing in particular, thinking about Tom, Danny and Harry, before slowly drifting away from the world, falling into a dreamless sleep.

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