Helluva Friend

Chapter 7

I was laying in bed that same night we had an argument. It was around 10 and a storm was brewing. I thought I'd be asleep right about now, or even be asleep hours ago, but no. I was still wide awake. I tried so hard to get some sleep, tossing and turning, even counting upwards. But no matter I do, all I can think about was Loona.

Despite what just happened, I was still thinking about her. I was still thinking about what to do for her. I felt a need to apologize to her and try to get to her again. What's wrong with me? Am I getting sick? No. It was all because 2 things: I can somehow detect great sadness from her, and that there was something about her that I can't quite put my finger on. It can't be because of me wanting to date her. It's not that. I think she's not what she seems in the outside. I know I'm just crazy, but that feeling just kept nagging on and on. What is she?

"AAAAHHHHHHH!"

I heard a scream. It was Loona's! I rushed out of bed to see what was wrong, and I didn't care if she was gonna threw a TV at me. But as soon as I got there, she was gone! Did she ran away? No. That scream told me that she was in trouble. But from what?

I saw my front door wide opened. I rushed outside to see a car driving away from my apartment. It was too dark to see what it looked like. But then, as if the gods were trying to help me, a lighting made the vehicle visible for split second.

I instantly knew whom that car belongs to. It was Hector's! I was quick enough to see him driving in it all right. But way was he driving away from my apartment? I mean, he knows where I live, but never even bothered to come to my place for a beating or anything. So why would he...Oh no. I suddenly feared what may have transpired: Hector kidnapped Loona!

No no no, I thought to myself. I was starting to panic. If I knew any better, I think Hector going to have revenge on her for that humiliation before. That means...that he might rape her!! NO NO NO! I can't let this happen!

I rushed around my room like a madman, searching for something to help me save her. At last I found it, my treasured item I received when I was 10: My Archery Bow. I grabbed it with arrows and rushed to my garage and got my motorcycle up and running. Thank god I got the tires pumped up and filled up the gas tank. As so as I opened the garage, I burned rubber and drove to the street to find the.

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Loona woke up in the middle of a dark room, where there was only one light on shining onto her. She felt a bit disoriented form some reason. After a few seconds, she finally snapped out of it. She tried to move around, only to be stopped by something. She looked to see both her hands roped together above and her feet weighted down by what looks like sandbags. She was so confused, but then she remembered what happened.

Loona was trying to leave Bogumierz's house after the fight, and Hector was in front of her. He grabbed her arms and pulled her outside to him. She screamed right before he placed a cloth onto her mouth. The first whiff alerted her that the cloth was damped in Chloroform. She tried to escape, but Hector's grip was too strong. A few seconds later, she passed out.

Now, Loona was awake. She tried to break free by chewing on the ropes, but it was too thick. Not to mention that the sandbags on her legs mad it hard to move freely.

"Give it a rest, hottie. It won't break off like that." Said a voice. Loona looked to see Hector, walking up to the light in front of her.

"Oh. You again." Loona said. "What's the matter? Can't get over the small dick comment?"

Hector slapped Loona hard. So hard it left a red mark on her face.

"Don't smart-mouth me bitch! I'll have you know my penis is perfectly large. But now because of you, no women wants to hang out with me or take me seriously anymore! Why? Because of you!!"

"You deserve it! I'm not a sex toy for your sick fantasy! Go fuck yourself!"

"Oh no. No no no. It doesn't work like that you see." He started to show a creepy smile that even Loona felt uncomfortable. "You humiliated me in front of the ladies. So. They way I see it, there is one possible solution to fix all of that and reclaim my glory: You."

Loona was confused. What did me mean by that? She didn't have to think what anymore as he unzipped his pants, exposing his erected shaft. Loona was frightened. It was clear to her that Hector is about to have his way with her to teach her a lesson.

Oh no! She thought to herself.

* * *

I was driving around in this dark windy storm frantically looking for Hector's house to save Loona. It's been 10 minutes already, and I'm still clueless! It was too dark to see up ahead, even with the headlamp on. Several lighting strikes were a bit helpful, but still no clue where.

God Fucking Dammit! What do I do?!? I never even bothered to learn where Hector lives because I didn't want to know him better at all. I man, would you like to know the guy who hates you so lives?

Just as I was about to panic, I saw a familiar face: It was Carol, one of the poor girls that Hector used to satisfy his balls. Maybe she knows where he is! I rushed to her as quickly as I can.

"Carol! Carol!!" I screamed at the top of my lungs.

Carol looked at me and instantly recognized me. She meet me long ago when Hector picked her up and ditched her later on. She was quite confused to see me at this hour.

"Bogumierz? What are you doing here?" She asked me.

"Where's Hector's home?!"

"What? That asshole?" Se seemed annoyed to be reminded about him.

"Please!! It's an emergency!!" I was starting to lose my composure. She can clearly see I'm troubled.

"Hey hey. Calm down. What's wrong?"

"Hector's got my friend, Loona! I believe he's going to rape her!! Please!!! Tell me where he lives!"

Carol was shocked. Hector fooling a girl's heart just to have sex and leave them is one thing, but rape? This has gone too far. She got up and told me the directions and his address. I then put it on my phone navigation and set it up on my Motorcycle.

"Thank you Carol! I promise to return the favor!" I thanked her.

"No need." Carol assured me and showed me her phone. "I'll call the police. You go save your friend."

I nodded in agreement and departed as fast as my motorcycle can take me. Carol was also doing her part and dial 9-1-1 to report kidnapped and rape. She prays that I'm not too late...