It's the end... (kidnapping story)

Chapter 15

Frank's POV:
I wake up to find a beautiful pale skinned girl lying on my chest almost completely naked, I look down and see that I'm only wearing my boxers. My guitar's next to us and the sun's just rising.
I feel happy as she wraps herself in my arm, smiling in her sleep, I don't remember falling asleep but last night was crazy.
I look up and smile to myself as she makes some tired noises and moves her arm up my chest. She leans over me, her brunette straight hair covering her face in an adorable way, I just admire her as I lift her onto me, she's now sitting on my lap as I lay down shielding my eyes from the sun. She's so perfect... I think to myself, she catches me staring at her and hides her face in embarassment.
"You're so beautiful" I manage to blurt out before pulling myself up to her.
She smiles shyly at me and bites her lip. No way has anyone ever looked more cute biting their lip before. I grin a large grin as I push her roughly onto the ground, she pushes against me but I won't let her, I just kiss her and she melts into my kiss holding my hands and pushing her torso up to me. I smile through the kiss begging her to do it again, I have the urge to be rough with her again but will she trust me if I do. I need... Something bad, something painful.
Suddenly I don't even think about it anymore, I just push her torso down roughly and whisper.
"Beg for me baby" I wait for her response but I feel her crumble underneath me instead, perfect, I smile. She starts trying to struggle out of my grip but to no avail, I just push her stomach down with my knee. Now I'm the enemy again, I can't stand her crying so I harshly silence her by slapping her. Great move, she starts being quiet but now she's weeping silently, it gives me a great deal of heart break seeing her like this, especially when I'm to blame.
I tell her to shut up harshly, but my actions are so sinister she cries out even louder.
I grab her neck in hopes she'll choke instead of crying, she's so confused right now, I was being so nice before.
"Stop!" she cries as I unhook her bra and dig the hooks into her back.
I can't stop, I'm having so much fun. I just grin at her as I kiss her agressively, hopefully bruising the back of her throat. As I stopped kissing her she chokes and coughs gasping for air.
I smile as I look down at her underwear, I feel sick to my stomach when I let myself pressure her stomach while she tries to stop me.
She had no idea what I was doing, I couldn't help but smile an evil smile as I picked up her head and slammed it back on the ground. I forced her legs open and ripped through her underwear, she cried and plead, told me to stop and that this isn't me. I just smiled wickedly at her.
"Oh silly Tony, this is me" I chuckled.
I pushed with everything I had, until I felt blood. I of coarse licked it up and she stared at me horrified as I continued licking her. I laughed at her pain as she screamed.
"Shut up or I'll do it again" I harshly warned her. What am I doing... I kissed her and she fought it this time, knowing I wasn't joking.
She cries as I lick up her salty, bitter tears. I laugh once more before pushing into her again. She bled and screamed as I laughed at her. I knew it was wrong but it felt so right.
She lay there empty, looking at the sky, I wonder what she was thinking about. Probably about me, I smile as I throw her clothes on her and get dressed into mine. I lay down at peace with myself for settling my thirst for her blood. I'm not a vampire but I do love blood.

Gerard's POV:
I sneak up to the motel and carry my gun with me. I see a black van outside the motel, there's nobody in the van so I continue looking.
The motel is run down and about three stories high. The wooden paneling is very clearly wearing out and there's not one window without a crack or a fraction of the glass completely removed.
I sigh as I approach the door, I knock and it immediately opens to reveal a long hall way. There's a tall grandfather's clock. And four entrances to four different places.
I take the first door into the dining room. There's nobody in there so I move on. I come to a second door labelled entertainment, I look in and see a large bar and two poles, there are two unhappy girls dancing on them.
I walk out of the room and see a door called the bedroom. I enter and see a bed, barely sticking together just metal bars and a dirty springy matress. I examine the sheets which are covered with blood and white fluids. I turn to look at the walls and stare in shock, almost every part of the wall is occupied by torture contraptions and whips. I shutter as I close the door.
A voice behind me makes me jump.
"If you're lookin to punish the girl, she's doing her chores," he snaps "but I'll make you a reservation next time she tries to sleep" he cackles at me.
I stare at him in disgust and proceed to the next door, it says chore room.
I open the door and immediately have the urge to walk out, there's a girl with jet black hair scrubbing the floor with a toothbrush in a really revealing... Maid costume? I feel extremely sick watching all the fuckwit men in the room jacking off to her, they say shit about her body and they make sick gestures about what they want to do to her. I go to turn away and check another room but one of the scumbags stop me.
"Haven't seen you round here before" he pesters.
"Yeah well, I'm new here" I reply trying to divert my attention from that poor girl.