Finding Christ

Chapter 2

I hear Kaitlyn tell my oh-so-wonderful loving parents she will see them after school. So it is Monday Gabriel which means if Kaitlyn's friend told her dad about me and this house they should be here today. I hope they do. I want to be able to see the outside again. The fresh air. I want to hear the birds chirp. I want to feel the warmth of the sun on my skin again. Feel the breeze blow across my skin. I miss it so much. But instead, I am stuck in a 10x10 basement. And the only light is from a single bulb. Why was I chosen to be the one to be born in this hateful family Gabriel? Why must I suffer while humanity can be free? Why am I beaten and tortured and raped while everyone else can laugh, love, and, be free of this pain I am put through every damn day? 

As I ask this I hear the door unlock and open. Oh, no more torture. I can smell my uncle before he takes a step in. For the next six hours, I am put through all types of torture. He decided I needed a big cut on my back going from my left shoulder to my right hip. And he laughed as I screamed. What a sick bastard. 

"I hate you," I mumble under my breath.

"Oh? Really? That's sad cause I thought we were close. I mean I love you. Because of you, I can live out my dream," He says with a smile. 

An evil twisted smile. He continues his 'fun' for another hour though it might have been more. I lost track of time. Finally, though he leaves laughing as he goes. Some time went by and I hear the door again. 

'Great, so happy they kept their promise,' 

I think to myself as my mom stumbles down the stairs.

'And she's drunk' I think as she slowly takes her clothes off smiling at me.

"Well you sure are bloody," She says grabbing a bucket full of water and splashing it on my torso. 

She then started to clean the blood off of my friend downstairs if you know what I mean. 

"There, now that the important parts are clean," She says as she turns around and bends over. Grabbing my little bit again she guides it in.

"mmm Remember if you don't help ill send your favorite uncle down here," She says as she moans in pleasure.

I groan in pain as I start to move my hips back and forth. After some time of this, I finish on her and she leaves. Finally, it is over for a while. My dad should be at work. So I can hand here with my arms in the air and wait and hope that help finally comes. But after hours I hear Kaitlyn talking to mom. Then Kaitlyn comes down with tears in her eyes.

"I'm sorry Brother. She wasn't at school. And you are still here so I'm afraid this may be our life," She says with tears in her eyes hugging me.

"Don't cry, sis. This isn't your fault. I endured this for this long I can keep going until we find a way out," I whisper in her ear.

She starts cleaning my wounds as she sobs quietly. 

"You need to stop crying. Or they will find out something is up," I say quietly.

Kaitlyn nods wiping her eyes. After two hours of her cleaning and stitching my cuts she goes to her room to sleep. 

And now Gabriel it is just you and me once again. I know I told her I can keep going but I am coming to my breaking point. The only reason I am still alive is that I am afraid of what they would do to her if I was gone. But even that fear will not keep me alive forever. Maybe I am already half dead and that is why I can see you, Gabriel. Or maybe I finally went insane. Either way, at least I am no longer alone 24/7.

It takes me a while but I fall asleep. For some reason, I was sleeping very well. So well it felt as though I died. But with a sharp pain in my face, my eyes flash open and I see my uncle in front of me grinning.

"Oh, I'm sorry did I wake you?" He says giggling like a little girl.

Then I realize my face hurts. From the top left of my eye down to the right side of my mouth, my uncle cut my face. I can no longer open my left eye due to the blood running over it. I also notice a girl around the age of Kaitlyn tied up and hanging from her arms like me right next to me. For the next, I don't know how many hours my uncle continues with his fun time. 

"Ah, Thanks, kid. I needed that before work. Now I can do my job with a clear head," He says as he washes his hands in a water bucket.

I didn't realize it till now but he brought some things down. For one the bucket of water and two a torch that he has on and pointed at the knife blade.

"You know we were almost found out. Some teenage girls came to the police station. Well, some teenage girls are more like the sheriff's daughter. But thankfully she ran into me and she told me that she heard rumors about your parent's house. That bad things have been happening. And well let's just say," He says walking over to the girl next to me.

"The Shariff will be a little busy trying to find his daughter," He says placing the back of his hand on her cheek and slowly bringing it down resting it between her breast. She looks up at him in surprise then at me. The fear in her eyes is too hard to explain.

"So what," I cough out.

"You going to torture her too?" I say spitting up blood.

"Oh dear no," He says with a horror expression on his face.

"I'm going to have her watch me torture you a little more before I have some other type of fun with her. And then I'll go back to the police station to her dear ol' dad and tell him I looked around and couldn't find her. She may have run away," He says as he grabs the knife that has been cooking for a good while.

I groan as he approached me with it. I stare at the knife as I hear her trying to talk.

"Don't bother stranger," I say to her as my uncle stops in front of me holding the knife near my face.

"Sarah darling, If I catch you looking away or closing your eyes. I'll keep going until you watch or he dies. Whichever is first," He says pressing the hot steal against my bicep.

I yell out louder than I have ever before. Seems like he is stepping up his game. I see her through my blurred vision. But to my surprise, she is watching. Though I can tell she doesn't want to. 'Don't look I think. Just then I hear the basement door gets busted open and what sounds like thunder rolling down the stairs. But its a lot of men in blue uniforms with guns. 'Oh are they here to help torture me' I think to myself.

"Deputy Coal. What in the world," A man says then looks down at Sarah.

The man's eyes widen in what is believed to be shock. 

"Arrest Coal now," The man says bending down next to Sarah and untying her. 

The other men tackle my uncle to the ground and cuff him and drag him out. The remaining men look at me in shock horror and disbelieve. And probably all three for some of them. 

"Dad can we stop staring and get him down," Sarah says to the man who untied her.

"Y-Yeah gets him down," He says then speaks into a black box asking for an EMT to this address.

The men in blue help me down slowly and once I am on the floor I hear yelling and screaming coming from upstairs. I look up to see my mother and father staring down at me.

"My baby," My mom says running down the stairs to me almost tripping as she does.

She hugs me crying though I know they are fake. I look up at Sarah and her dad. And he looks me in the eyes.

"You know these two here, boy?" The man asks as my dad comes to my side. 

I can feel my dad's eyes staring warning signs at me.

"Yes sir, These are my parents who rape and beat me whenever my uncle who you just took tortures me," I say through groans as my moms squeeze me. 

Though I do not know if it is from her missing me or from what I just said. Most likely from what I said.

The man ordered the remaining men to take my mom and dad. But before the men in blue could get to my dad he let me have it with a few well-aimed punches before everything goes dark.