Felicity is the older sister of Billy Showalter, when Billy is taken, Felicity convinces herself that it's her fault he's missing, which destroys her. After a few more events in her life, soon Enough Felicity herself kidnapped and thrown in the base...
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⊱ ───── {⋆Chapter 9: Live The Lie⋆} ───── ⊰
~Felicity's POV ~
The following day after the incident I woke up with The Grabber beside me, but at least he had put my clothes on. My legs were tied up but my hands weren't. I poke him, multiple times, but he doesn't wake up.
I slowly lean over to my legs and untie them. Once they're loose I slowly bring my legs to the side of the bed. And right as I was about to stand up, and thought I was finally going to be able to escape, I felt two big warm hands grab my waist.
I freeze. The dip in the bed gets more prominent on my side when I feel the Grabber moves closer to me. "Where do you think you're going" he hisses. I turn around to face it. "I really have to pee," I say, which wasn't exactly a lie. He raises an eyebrow and stands up, grabs me and drags me to the bathroom. He pushes me inside and then waits outside.
I'm not sure why he decided to wait outside but I'm glad he did. I take a quick piss, then I get up and turn the sink on, obviously, I wash my hands, but while the water is running, I open his cabinet and look inside for anything that could be helpful.
But nothing, it just has toothpaste, some toothbrushes, and some pills. Headache- Flu- Allergies Stomach Aches-
I sigh, and close the cabinet, then turn off the sink. I open the door and there's someone standing beside him, and they both turn to look at me. The one guy smiles before walking away, and The Grabber drags me into his room quickly and pins me to the wall.
"He wasn't supposed to find out about you" He groans, harshly gripping my wrists. "Now listen, you can tell him everything if you want, but I'll blow your brains out and his too, or you can stay silent like a good girl, and pretend like you want to be here, got it?" He says and I nod frantically.
He lets go, and he dragged me with him to the kitchen, my hair was kinda messy, and I was wearing one of his big shirts, and I had no pants on. He sits at the kitchen table and makes me sit on his lap. I can feel his bulge hardening from under me.
"So you must be Amanda, glad to meet you" The guy, whom I'm assuming is Max says as he places two plates of pancakes on the table in front of The Grabber and me. Also; Amanda, what a stupid ass fucking name to use. "My name is Max, I'm Alberts's brother, sorry for the sudden intrusion, I won't be staying long," He says sweetly as he takes a seat at the table, and starts to eat.
I look at The Grabber and he looks more awkward than I do. I get off his lap, and he looks at me, and his grip on his knife hardens. I just sit in the chair next to him and move my plate over to me, and the three of us eat awkwardly.
"So, tell me, how come Albert doesn't talk about you, you guys are dating aren't you?" He asks, looking at me. "Max" The Grabber groaned, I just fake a smile.
"Oh uhm, we've been together for about a year, but I'm not one for public display of affection," I say trying to lie as well as I could, so the Grabber wouldn't do anything. Max just nods, and The Grabber looks at me weirdly, surprised I actually lied.
Once The Grabber and I finish he leads me back to my room. "Just be quiet please, I don't wanna year none of that" Max hollars. "I can, but I don't know about lover boy" I joke in response, The Grabber grips me harder and pulls me into his room.
"Don't call me that." He says harshly as he pushes me onto the bed. "What? Want me to call you The Grabber?" I respond, in the same harsh tone he used towards me. "No.. Just. Albert is fine" He groans. And walks around the room. "But I can be called Amanda" I mumble quiet enough that he cant hear.
"How long will he be here?" I ask and.. Albert.. Just shrugs.
"Until he leaves you need to act like you're so in love with me," He says, I cringe but nod. "Does that mean you'll stop the kidnappings?" I ask curiously, and he just chuckles and looks at me in the eyes.
"No darling, in fact, I think to blow off the steam, I'm gonna go find someone new" He smiles marching over to me, he stops when he realizes he can't tie me up, in case max comes in. "Ok uhm.. You're going to come with me" He says and drags me out of the room. I say nothing.
"Bye Max, we're going out," Albert says as we walk out the front door. His grip is firm on me. The air. The grass. Everything smelt so nice. I never realised how much I missed the smell of being outside, it's refreshing.
He opens the door to the van.. The van I hate more than anything else in my world. He opens the door and puts it on the child lock before shoving me in. He runs to the other side and hops into the driver's seat.
He leans into the back and grabs a rope, and ties my hands together, he also locked the window.
He looks at me for a second, grabs a pair of sunglasses from the cupholder and puts them on me, he then also ties my hair up into a ponytail.
Then to himself, he walks into the back of the van, and he's in there for a couple of moments, and when he comes back into the front. He has on some weird ass costume, and the white chalky stuff on his face, a pair of sunglasses, and he puts his big hat on my head. Probably just to hold it for now. He looks at me and takes a big deep breath before he starts the engine and pulls away from the house.
It was weird being in a car again, but I can't believe Albert is making me come with him.
I end up falling asleep, how? I have no fucking clue. But when I wake up it's from mumbled talking. Albert is driving, and I can hear noises from behind me. So I know he's grabbed, someone. I turn around to look, and it's a boy, I can't see much, so I turn around, and tears fall from my eyes, "what the fuck" I mutter.
Albert seems to hear because he grabs my hand and squeezes it then puts it back on the wheel. I look out my window, and Albert reaches a red light. Right beside us police pull up. "Look at me now" Albert demands and I do so. "If you even dare to look at them I will kill you and the kid" He threatens.
The noises from the backstop, like the boy, were confused as to whom Albert was talking. "You're an asshole," I tell him, and he pretends to smile and tilt his head. The light turns green, the police turn and Albert continues back to his house.
When he gets there he looks at me. "Stay" He demands, and he goes into the back of the van. I watch out the window as he carries the kid into the house, checking the windows first to make sure Max was out of sight.
A few minutes later he comes back, unties me and brings me inside. I try to escape his grasp but I fail miserably. And he forces me into his room again.
I fall onto the bed and he ties me up. This seems to be so repetitive, him tieing me up and everything..
