Obsessed with you

Chapter 15

A little bit more talking

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Four days. Four days had passed since Joseph was there. They were torturing her when they had the chance to. Bruises were all over her abdomen and her vagina was non-stopped bleeding. How was that possible? She didn't have enough strength to think about it. The only thing she knew was that it was hurting.

Few little sips of water she had since she was there and they didn't let her took a quick shower in the shower they had in the recreational vehicle. She smelled bad, the food they were throwing at her started to rot... like the milk and the flour they threw on her the first day.

"Oh my sweet darling, your lover boy still haven't watched the show I sent him. I'll text him to open it for a surprise."

So he was acting all this time? He never had being scared of Sebastian? He laughed bitterly and showed her the phone. "He finally opened it! Ooh, he's calling." Joseph answered on speaker. "Yes?"

"I swear to god, you're a fucking dead man." He yelled and that made him laugh even more.

"Oh don't worry. We take care of her."

"We? Who the fuck are we?"

"Don't you remember who are Frank and Danita? I sent them to New York to spy on you."

"Where are you?"

"Oooh, I'm not saying to you. You still far from us."

Sebastian threatened him to kill him few times. That nobody had the right to touch his doll. But for her, she didn't care about what they were saying, she was hearing his voice. The voice she was waiting to hear in four days.

"Let me talk to her."

"No."

"Let fucking me talk to her fucking asshole!"

"Please stop being repeatable."

"Let. Me. Talk. To. Her."

"Ugh, fine but her voice is broken. Just sayin'." He put the phone a little bit closer to her lips and took off the bandana from her mouth.

"Dove, are you okay? Can you tell me me what they did to you?" She tried to speak. "Doll, please. Try to talk to me... let me hear your voice."

"Pathetic." The three of them said.

"No-not afraid." She tried to murmure and he heard it. The code word she needed to use if she was in danger... the same words of their tattoos.

"I'm coming, I promise. I'm looking for you. I'll be there soon. We miss you."

"Se-" Joseph hang up. She didn't have time to say she missed him too. But for the minute they talked, she felt alive.

"You're not afraid? That's what you said? You're not afraid?" He unchained Layla, put back the bandana in her mouth and put her on the grass. He began to massage his cock as he became harder.

If she wasn't afraid then he would taste her like he wanted to. Joseph penetrated her with no warning. It hurt. And this, it made her bleed again. She wasn't wet and like he knew, she was still a virgin until now. He took her V card. The only thing she still had with dignity until now.

Layla was silently crying while he finished his job. At least, he didn't come in her. She didn't want to become pregnant because of him.

The two others filmed it. They took pleasure like every single other day of the things they did to her. Joseph ordered them to send it to him and to Sebastian later. He needed to see. He needed to know what is it to feel with no power.

"Chain her back to the tree. I need to go somewhere."

"Okay!"

Joseph left and Frank chained her. He didn't have the chance to touch her so why not now? The other one was gone. He put his greasy hands on her breast.

"You are shaped like a goddess. But it would be sad if we ever find you with not enough cuts you know... right there..."

He cuts her thighs, close to her intimacy. It hurt so bad. He wouldn't cut there, would he? But someone already took her virginity, it didn't really matter at this point, did it?

She just wanted to be dead at this moment. He pretended to slap her on the face to see her reaction. She closed her eyes so hard and started to shake. It made him laugh... again.

"The poor little princess is scared."

Sebastian couldn't believe what he saw on his side. A chance he was alone when he watched the video. Mary and Eric would be devastated.

They were still looking in Pittsburgh. Again with all the officers and event some citizens were helping them. But it was like looking for a needle in a haystack. But what he didn't know was they didn't pass by this state.

We could see the bags under his eyes. He was spending all his days and nights to search Layla. On his phone, the little restaurants who were close to them, the mall... he was tired, but he refused to sleep. He didn't want to abandon her again. He needed her.

"My dear, please sleep."

"I'm sorry Mary. I don't want to sleep until we find her."

"Sebastian, you need to rest if you want to find her. You won't be able to do it if you don't have any energy." She was a pure soul. Just like Layla... he nodded and tried to sleep in the room he rent since they were there. It didn't take long he fell asleep like a baby.

He needed it.

[...]

He woke up around the lunch time, stressed. He looked outside the window and saw Eric with his hands full of food. He almost ran to him to help him with the stuff he brought.

"I thought you would be hungry so during you were sleeping, I went to the bakery. I didn't know what you liked so I took a little bit of everything..."

"It's perfect. Thanks. I hope you are hungry too because I'll need help to eat all of this."

"I would be glad, but we must keep a bagel for Mary or she will be pissed."

They laughed a bit. Eric was a funny guy and they needed to laugh. They went to Eric and Mary's room to eat what he bought. Hand-made and fresh. It was delicious.

"How much do I owe you for that?"

"Please, you're like family. You owe me nothing."

"But-"

"No but young man! We offered you this, you take it and you shut your mouth." Mary ordered.

She could be bossy when she wanted but it was for the good. He only spent a week, well almost a week, with them and they were more like a family to him than his own foster parents.

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