My Sweets

My World is Crashing Down

FEBRUARY 14

BOBBY

After a sleepless night, I awake early. I feel like the world is crashing down on me. I feel weak, like I can't push though the weight holding me down. I instantly cry when I see that Jessa is still not next to me. I wish I would have woken up to realize this was all just a horrid nightmare. It is a nightmare, only a real one. I wonder if she's ok. I grab my phone and call the investigator on duty.

"Any news?" I hopefully ask.

"Actually yes. We have a lead on the car she was taken in. It comes back as a rental. We are working with the rental company now to see if we can identify who rented it."

I perk up with hopefulness. "Any description of the man from the other videos?"

"No. From what we can tell though, it appears to be the same man that slashed your tires. Bobby, I wish I had better news for you. We're following the leads we have, but there's no guarantee that it's going to lead us anywhere."

His words stab me in the chest. I know there's no guarantee. There's no guarantee they'll find her and there's no guarantee they'll get to her in time. I need to hang on to hope though. She has to be ok. She will be ok.

*** This Jessa part could be triggering ***

JESSA

His breath is rancid as he presses his lips against my neck. I move my body around, trying to get him off of me. There's not much I can do because of the chains, but I'm not going to make this easy for him.

"Calm down, Jessa. I like it rough if that's the way you want to go. Not yet though. Soon."

"I'll give you anything if you let me go," I beg.

I see him considering the possibilities. "What do you mean by anything?" He asks.

"Anything. I just want to go home. Please."

"Will you fuck me with your own free will?"

I feel vomit rising into my throat. "Yes," I choke out. "If it means I'll get to go home, then yes. I'll fuck you."

"Anyway I like it?" He seems like he's really liking the idea and it's making me sick. I will do it though if that means I can get back to Bobby.

"Yes." I fight the tears that are threatening to pour from my eyes.

He lays down next to me on the filthy mattress and breaks my blouse apart, revealing my lacy bra. He grabs my boob in his hand and squeezes it painfully. So painful that I let out a small scream.

"I don't believe you," he says to me. "Can I dump my seed into your wet pussy? Maybe I should check to see if you're turned on." I bite my lip as his finger goes down my pants, into my underwear and rubs my vagina. "What a pity. I knew you were lying."

"I said I'd fuck you. I didn't say I'd like it," I yell with frustration. "I'll give you money! We're rich. I can give you lots. Please."

"Hmm. Now that is interesting. I'll consider it, but the boss won't like it."

"Who is she?" I can't help but ask.

He raises his eyebrows at me. "How do you know it's a she?"

"I could hear her yelling."

"Ahhh. So you know your fate. No wonder you're willing to make a deal." He grins at me as his eyes move down to my breasts. "I'll think about it. It's hard to refuse someone so fucking hot."

BOBBY

I'm wandering helplessly around the house. Poor old Oscar is following me everywhere. It's like he doesn't know what to do or where to go. I hear Kathy sobbing in her room while Richard struggles to comfort her. We're coming up on 24 hours missing. After 24 hours the chances of finding her alive goes down. I'm trying to push that out of my mind, but the only thing I can see is her lifeless body. I'm starting to lose hope.