Hide and Seek

Chapter 9 - Elise's POV

(TW: Rape, if you feel uncomfortable with the topic, scroll down on this chapter until you reach the second "---")

Elise had been in that damn room for what seemed like days. Her body was covered in blood from the whips and chains that had been belted across her whole body. It had gotten to the point where Elise was on the verge of passing out but hadn't from Tony continuously hitting her. Cuts scattered across her body from head to toe, varying in size and pain from how deep they were.

Elise felt like she was going to die from blood loss at any minute. "Oh Elise," she heard a voice say, "you've been such a good girl, being awake at every minute these whips and chains make contact with your body," the voice said, squatting down to Elise on the floor and tucking her hair behind her ear, "why don't I give you a reward?"

Elise opened her eyes slightly to see the face to which the voice belonged to. She'd forgotten who had her in the basement and made eye contact with Tony. It was all coming back to her, finding the dead body, which was disguised as a doll, the large whack on her head from a bat, her being dragged somewhere in and out of consciousness.

Elise had fallen semi-conscious, almost passing out. Her head shot up and her eyes were wide. An excruciating pain had shot up through her body from behind. Screams were heard from the room, Elise's eyes were watering even more. The cuts on her body felt more painful from before, and whatever was happening behind her added to that. She turned her head slightly to see Tony behind her, hands on her waist and thrusting in and out of her.

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Elise was spread out on the floor, her body bruised, cut and now naked with just a simple white sheet over her body. Tony was sitting against the wall, looking at Elise's body. "Damn, you were so good for me. Would you like a round 2?"

Elise shook her head, trying to get words out. "N-no..." She stuttered, but her request wasn't heard. That same pain had shot through her body and her voice cracked while screaming in pain. Tony was moaning in pleasure. "Damn baby, you're so good."

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Tony had left the room after 10 rounds. His face was sweat but a wide smile was plastered on his face and hair messy. He walked out, buckling up his belt, with his shirt draped over his shoulder. He saw Timothy leaning against the wall with his hood over his head and head down, trying not to listen. "Finish her off Tim. It's such a shame to see a beautiful body go to waste."

Tim nodded slightly, gripped his rifle and walked in. Tony walked out, putting his shirt on. Timothy walked into the room and saw Elise on the ground, tired and in pain. He looked at her, and Elise opened her eyes. Seeing the similar facial features, she started to chant and try to back away into the wall with the blanket over her body. "Please, stay back. No more, no more..." She stuttered, whimpering as he slowly walked closer.

Timothy bent down and slung the rifle onto his back. He put his hand up to his face, thinking about what he should do. He felt sorry for the poor girl, one of her friends had just been killed. He walked out of the room, and back in after a minute. In his hand was a large hoodie and he passed it to Elise. She looked at him, realising it wasn't the same person that just abused and raped her.

She hesitantly grabbed the hoodie, and put it on, making sure he didn't see her body. Timothy held out his hand and she grabbed it, realising that he never wanted to kill her. He pulled Elise up and she stumbled slightly from the pain in her legs. Timothy wrapped an arm around her waist and walked her to the door.

"Why are you doing this? Why are you helping me?" Elise questioned before Timothy could open the door. He removed his hand from the doorknob and sighed.

"I've never had the nerve to help someone. Tony's being doing this for god knows how long. I felt so guilty, you've lost one friend, might as well give you a chance to live then." Elise teared up and sniffled. "Oh right, you didn't know about that."

He opened the door and helped Elise outside to the stairs. "You know where the front door is. Just lean against the wall and you should be good to go."

Elise nodded and walked up the stairs, stumbling with her hands gripping onto the hand rails. She opened the door. She was free, she could live again. Her body was cold, her legs were weak, but she could live. A large smile was on her face, she was going to escape with Nat and Ray. She could-

Her body fell backwards. An arrow stuck out from her chest. Grace's mother stood behind Elise, a crossbow in her hands. She lowered her weapon and made sure that the girl was dead. She looked towards the door, where Timothy walked out and saw Elise on the ground dead.

"You let her out, didn't you?" The mother said, turning towards him. "You let her escape. You always feel guilty."

"I fell asleep Mother. I only just woke up," he said, lying to her. His mother sighed and shook her head.

"You need to stop falling asleep Timothy. Guests could escape if you do." He nodded and looked away. The one girl that he had seen all night and who he helped, was now dead.