I'm Here

chapter 10

After dinner we sat on the couch downstairs. It was nice although I was still scared that his dad would appear. We watched T.V. and I fell asleep. I woke up sitting in a chair in a dark room. I recognized the smell. The selling house. I started to get scared.
"Aaron!" I screamed, "Aaron!"
Tears rolled down my face. There was a blindfold over my eyes. I felt my chair be lifted and set back down.
"Emma Sterling," the man said, "start your bidding."
The price was higher than ever. $3500. The Man grabbed me and took me to his car.
"Get in the back!" He screamed.
I did as he said.
Where was Aaron?
Was he ok?
Did his dad sell me and beat him?
Please no. I started to pray in my head.
"Dear heavily father," I mouthed, "please please please give me a sign on how Aaron is doing. Please be with him right now, don't worry about me. Just make sure that he is safe."
I looked around. There was a sign. As we drove by it blinked BAD in red lettering. Tears rolled down my cheeks. No no no no no. Please tell me that was just a coincidence. We pulled up to the house and it was a small sized house. Probably two bedrooms.
"My son is here," the man said, "he'll take you."
The man honked the horn and a lid came out. He dragged me out of the car and to his room. He slammed me on the bed and chained my hands and feet.
"I'll be back in a bit son," the dad yelled.
The boy didn't say anything.
"I'm Chris," he smiled, "I'm 15 and we're going to play a little Game. Rules are I'll ask you a question. If you get it right then you don't have sex. If you get it wrong then you're raped. Every question your get wrong is an hour. Got it?"
How was I supposed to know the answer?
"Forst question," he said, "what's my favorite color?"
"Um green," I shook.
"Good guess," he smiled, "next question. What is my last name?"
How am I supposed to know that?
For some reason the name Mister came to mind. I guess I'll say it.
"Mister?" I asked.
His eyes widened.
"How did you know?" He asked.
I shrugged. God must be with my today. I sighed in relief.
"OK," he Said, "what is my mother's name?"
Shoot. Nothing came to mind.
Does that mean he doesn't know?
"You don't have one," I sighed.
He sat back and leaned against the wall. His lips curled into a smile.
"Wrong," he laughed, "she left last week. Her name was Mary."
He walked over to me and cut away all of my clothing. His clothes came off and he leaned over me. This isn't happening. He stuck himself in me. I gasped and he kept asking questions.
"My middle name?" He asked.
I didn't know so I didn't answer.
"Two hours," he smiled, "my address?"
Didn't know that either. I don't really pay attention to that.
"Three hours," he laughed, "looks like we're taking it slowly."
He slowed down and it started to hurt me. Tears rolled down my face. He started kissing on me. He pulled away.
"What is my favorite band name?" He asked.
I cried out. He took that as an answer.
"Four hours," he laughed, "slower than ever. Favorite animal?"
"Dog," I cried.
"Five hours," he said, "it's a cat actually."
He kept asking. By now I was up to eleven hours and he would speed up and slow down. I screamed and cried. It got to the point where he had to tape my mouth shut. He pulled out about three hours later.
"We'll finish this later," he smiled.
I watched him walk out. I cried and tried to scream. Nothing happened. I was in pain. I needed Aaron. I needed him right now. I watched the clock. About an hour or two later he walked back in.
"We still have eight hours," he smiled, "and I'm ready again."
I squeezed my eyes shut and he re applied himself to me. I screamed. Another three hours. He left and came back within a few minutes. He took the tape off and started kissing on me. He stuck his tounge in my mouth and moved around. I tried to get him to stop. It wasn't working. I bit his tounge and he just moaned. After a bit of that he then again reapplied to me. I screamed again and he put tape over my mouth. He started massaging my breasts.
"Oh my god," he laughed, "you are so worth the pain."
He moaned and groaned for what felt like forever. I felt his lips press against my neck. He started sucking on my skin. I shouted. He laughed. Three more hours. He pulled away and left the room. Only two more hours of that. Only two. I've been through nine. I don't even know how my body can handle it. My mind went to Aaron.
Is he ok?
Is he hurt?
Is he sad that I'm gone?
Aaron pov
She fell asleep on my lap. I cuddle next to her. My dad bust into the house and I wrapped my arms around her.
He hit me in the head with something hard and I blacked out.
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I woke on the floor and Emma was no where in sight. I stood quickly and looked all over. My dad wasn't there either.
"Emma!" I shouted, "Emma where are you?"
Please don't be gone. Please don't be gone. I could feel the tears gathering in my eyes. They fell down my cheeks. Anger built up inside of me. I broke a lamp and a couple of plates. I went to my room and slammed the door. I jumped on my bed and screamed into my pillow. It still smelled like her. I breathed in the air and cried. Wait I have an idea. I shot up and ran to my dad's room. I kicked the door in and went to his computer. I searched Emma Sterling and she appeared. He put in a tracking device. I wrote down the address and heard my dad walk in. I ran out of his room and to mine. I put the paper inn my desk and sat on the floor. That'll make him mad but I don't care. He ran to my room.
"Where is she!" I screamed, "did you sell her!"
"Yeah I did," he smiled, "$3500 Aaron. Now come with me."
He dragged me out of his room and threw me down the stairs. I looked up and I saw my mom.
"She's hurt," my mom said, "you can't go now. It isn't your time. She needs you Aaron. You have to get to her. She's in trouble. Save her and leave with her. Run away, I won't be mad sweetie. Just get out of this house. I'll be with you the whole way. I love you but I need to go now. I love you so much."
She came down the stairs and wrapped her arms around me.
"mom don't go," I begged, "I miss you so much. Mom please don't go. Don't leave me."
"Baby I know," she smiled, "but she needs you more than you know. Get to her and of it makes you feel better me and her mother understand each other. We went through the same thing. Tell Emma that. Her mom told me to tell you that she appreciates what you're doing. That Emma doesn't know what kindness is. That she really needs you and deserves you. You deserve her. She's one of a Kind. Now go get her."
I watched my mom disappear and I stayed there for a long time.
I woke and i was back in my room. I could barely walk but I made it to the bathroom. Blood was all over my face. My lip was busted and my eye was bruised. I looked down and saw blood over my feet and arms. I cleaned myself up and went back to my room. I grabbed the paper and walked down the stairs. My dad was passed out on the couch. I made a bag of food and drinks. I left.
Emma pov
He walked back in. Took off all his clothing and it started again. Another two hours gone. He pulled away and left the room. he came back in and taped my mouth shut. Then he blindfolded my eyes. My Heart started to race. I was so scared. Everything was dark. I was still tied up. I felt something cold and sharp hit my skin. I jumped.
"Ok," he smiled, "let's do this."
He untied my hands and feet. I don't know where was dragging me but he sat me down in a chair. He tied my hands behind the chair and my feet to it. He picked the chair up and carried it somewhere. I do felt it his the ground and a door shut. He ripped the tape off my mouth and took the blindfold off. He walked back to me.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
He held up a knife. My heart started to race. He held it to the corner of my mouth.
"Why are you doing this?" I whimpered, "why?"
"It's nice to hurt," He shrugged, "even better with you."
Tears fell down my cheeks and I closed my eyes. I felt a sharp pain in my stomach and I gasped. He laughed and took the knife out. He set it on my lap and taped my mouth. He put the blindfold on and I started to get scared. The door shut. My head started to get dizzy. I was out.