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Beca was lying on the bed, she was dizzy and lightheaded. She felt so exhausted even though she'd been sleeping all day. Her stomach was in constant pain, it was almost unbearable.
Blank came every Thursday to give her a little bit of food. Sometimes a sandwich and a glass of water, maybe even two or three sandwiches if she was lucky. They weren't that good, if it had been six months ago, she wouldn't eat them, but now she was ready to eat anything he threw at her.
Thursdays were the days he came in, gave her food, checked on her and stared at her for a while with that smile of his. Beca couldn't stand that smile and the worst part was she had nowhere to run.
It was a Friday, she had just finished her sandwich and her bottle of water had been refilled, but she had only taken two sips of it, to save it until next week.
Her eyelids were heavy, she didn't know how long she could take of this. She could feel her body slowly shutting down, but she fought against it, she knew someone was gonna save her. She had a feeling.
Usually, the house was quiet. She knew Blank was keeping all the other women out there in a room together, but they didn't make any noise. Occasionally, every other week, she'd hear horrible screams that sounded like they came from a room in front of Beca's. A woman would scream endless and beg Blank to stop. It was horrible. Beca tried to shut down the screams, but she couldn't. She couldn't help but hear them and it tore her soul every time she did, because she didn't know exactly what he was doing to them, but she knew, sooner or later, he'd be doing it to her too and it terrified her more than anything.
Blank wasn't a very violent guy if he wasn't angry. Last week, Beca begged him for more food and he punched her a few times, she still had the bruises on her face.
It had been exact six months since she had been kidnapped. She counted each and everyday of this hell. Six months since she last saw other people. She'd been confined to this small room with no windows, Blank being her only human contact. Six months since she last showered and changed her clothes. She could feel the room full of dust and, even though she hadn't looked at herself in a mirror in over six months, she knew her face was covered in dust. Her hair was beyond messy and dirty, her fingernails had dirt under them and the tip of her fingers were dark grey from the dirt.
The room had a small bathroom but it didn't have a mirror or a shower. Even if it did, she wouldn't have a change of clothes, so it'd be useless.
She jumped when she heard the door unlocking and opening. She saw Blank coming in looking sweaty and tired, but he gave her a small sadistic smile when he looked at her.
"Ah, Rebeca! My star!" he said. "Your time has finally come!"
Beca jumped from the bed and backed against the wall.
"No! Don't hurt me!" she said.
"Today, I'm gonna take your pictures and send them to your parents and to those useless detectives who've been trying to find you." Blank said.
"They're gonna find me." Beca said, her voice trembling. "You'll see, they'll find everyone and they'll put you in jail."
Blank laughed.
"Pretty girl, you're so naïve." he said, shaking his head then stepping closer to her. "You and I are alone here. No one besides the other girls can hear you cry or scream. If I were to hit you," he slapped her across the face and she yelped in pain. "no one would know. If I were to pull your hair," he grabbed her hair and pulled her face close to his. "no one would know. Do you understand me or do you need more explanation?"
Beca shook her head and he threw her on the bed.
"It's picture time for you. I'm gonna go grab the camera and a change of clothes for you and I'll be right back." he said and left, locking the door after himself.
Beca cried on the bed, looking around, hoping there'd be some window or some kind of exit she hadn't seen yet, but there was none.
"Here I am!" he said as he came back, again, locking the door.
He placed a camera and a tripod in the middle of the room, pointing at Beca. He then grabbed a red corset and put it down on the floor before he turned the camera on.
Beca was staring at him with a terrified look on her face, trying to be as invisible as possible.
"Now, Rebeca, smile to the camera!" he said and snapped a picture of her. He then zoomed in and snapped a picture of her face. "Now, we're gonna get closer."
He brought the camera closer and pointed at her, but she covered her face, full of tears. He took a picture and then looked at her.
"Uncover your face, Rebeca." he said. She didn't do it. "I said uncover your face."
Beca slowly uncovered her face and looked at the camera just as he took her picture.
"That's good, now we're gonna make a video." he said.
Beca's eyes widened as he reached behind his jeans and took his mask. He was back to wearing his black T-shirt as he put the camera a little farther, put it on record and stepped in the frame with Beca. She tried to get away from him, but he grabbed her by the arm and brought her closer. She closed her eyes and cried out loud.
"Tell your mommy and daddy how much fun you're having here." he said.
She tried to get away from his grasp, but he grabbed her by the hair and brought her face close to his.
"Go ahead." he said.
Beca hissed in pain, but he let go of her hair and slapped her face hard.
"I told you to do something, Rebeca!" he said.
She looked up at him, crying, but he slapped her again. He then grabbed both her arms, putting them behind her back with one hand and grabbed her hair with the other, walking closer to the camera. He then grabbed her face and put it close to the camera.
"Beg them to save you." he said.
Beca looked at the camera and cried harder.
"Help me! Help me, please!" she said. "Please!"
He stepped back with her and put an arm around her neck, leaving her with almost no air to breathe as he looked at the camera and waved with the other hand.
He then let go of her and went behind the camera to stop recording.
Beca was left on the floor, regaining her breath.
"Time for the other pictures." he said as he pointed the red corset.
oO0Oo
Chloe ran her fingers through her hair as she got in the station. She was exhausted, she felt emotionally drained and it wouldn't get any better until she saved Beca. She was constantly thinking about her now and it was eating her alive.
"Chloe!"
Chloe looked up to see Aubrey coming towards her.
"Hey." she said. "What are you doing here?"
"I came to talk to you." Aubrey said. "Helsen told me about you being drained. Maybe you should take a few weeks off."
"No, I can't, Bree! I can't rest while Rebeca's with that bastard!" Chloe said. "Besides, I've doing counseling with Helsen."
Aubrey looked unsure, but nodded anyways.
"Okay." Aubrey said. "I just came here to check on you and ask you if you want to hang out later tonight?"
"Sure, I think that'd be good." Chloe nodded and gave Aubrey a small smile.
"Now go get back to work and find that guy." Aubrey said and left.
Chloe noticed everyone around a TV, probably watching a video or something. She frowned and walked over there.
"What's going on?" she asked.
"We found this today." Stacie said and pointed the TV.
Chloe's eyes widened and she froze when she saw what was on the video. The perp was behind Beca, holding her face close to the camera.
"Help me! Help me, please!" Beca begged. She had a fading bruise on her eye and her face was covered in dirt. She looked absolutely desperate, they could see it in her eyes. "Please!"
Stacie paused the video and looked at Chloe. The redhead looked like she was either about to break down crying, or kill someone.
"This came along with a bunch of pictures." Stacie said carefully.
"Where are the pictures?" Chloe asked.
"Are you sure you want to see them, Chloe?" Stacie asked with a sympathetic look.
"Maybe later." Chloe said and Stacie nodded. "So, what do we do now?"
"Maybe we should go talk to the Mitchells." Jack said. "All the other victim's parents received a call an hour after the pictures were found."
"Okay." Stacie said. "Beale and I are gonna talk o them."
"We're gonna look for more clues." Cynthia Rose said.
oO0Oo
Ethan buried his hand in his head while Suzanne wiped her tears.
"Where are the pictures? Can we see them? What is he doing to my daughter?" Suzanne asked.
"We brought five of them." Stacie said, handing them the five pictures.
"What about the others?" Ethan asked, confused.
"We thought maybe you wouldn't want to see them." Chloe explained.
Ethan nodded in understanding.
Suzanne looked at the pictures and more tears filled her eyes.
"He even sent us a video." Chloe informed and they both looked up at her.
"He did?" Ethan asked.
"Yes, we have it for investigation." Stacie said.
"What does he do in the video?" Ethan asked.
"Basically, he reestablish his control over Rebeca and the whole situation." Stacie said.
Ethan and Suzanne nodded, understand that they thought if they heard more, it'd be worse for them.
"We're doing all we can to make sure we catch him." Chloe said.
"And please, save Beca." Suzanne said.
"We'll do what we can." Stacie said.
Chloe's phone rang and she stood up to answer it, stepping away from the couple.
"Beale." she answered. "Alright, we'll be right over."
Stacie looked at her partner in confusion.
"CR and Flynn found something." Chloe said. "We have to leave, we'll call if there's anything else."
Suzanne and Ethan nodded and Chloe and Stacie left in a hurry.
"What did they find?" Stacie asked curiously.
"Jane Wilmor." Chloe said and Stacie's eyes widened.