Drawn to Him

chapter thirteen

TW: r*pe

Elise POV:

I woken up in trunk, my hands tied behind my back and duck tape on my mouth, which by the way is going to burn. I tried sitting up but the car came to a quick stop, causing me to fly forward and hit my face on the trunk door.

"Ow", I tried to say but it just came out as a groan. I trunk opens and I fall forward again, I expected my body to fall on the ground but I was caught instantly by who looked like a boy. He looked maybe a year younger than me. "Caleb! Bring her!" Someone shouted. Either he was strong to carry me or I'm just that light.

I was in the middle of the woods, there was a old small house that looked abandoned almost. Trees everywhere, probably not a road for miles and miles. But I wasn't being taken into the house, I was being dragged into a celler, the ones that you go to incase of a tornado.

It smells like dead bodies, spoiled food and blood. My hands were already tied but they put me in a chair and tied me at my legs, feet and stomach. "She's awake you knuckle head!" A tall man shouted at the boy and head the back of his head.

"Put on your mask", he demanded. Their backs were turned to me but when they faced me they were wearing a Halloween mask, skull masks. They looked ridiculous but they were dirty. I wanted to laugh in their faces because I swear I've seen them every Halloween night it's not even scary anymore.

"Oh she's a pretty one", a dark voice said. It made me jump a bit. There were no windows from what I could see, there probably a small one behind me because I see a little light on the floor. But I looked up and someone was coming from the corner of the celler in all black. His mask wasn't  Halloween mask.

It was grey, clawed up, dirty, and blood stained. He came closer to me and touched my hair and then he gripped it tightly and pull my head back. "Really pretty", he mumbled. I had forgotten I was only in my tank top and short when his disgusting hand rubbed on my tigh. Tears were forming in my eyes because his hands were just so gross to even think about.

Plus my scalp was burning. "Were there any problems?" He asked loudly, still guiding his hands around my legs. I felt his breath, it was hot and smelled of smoke. "The husband but we took care of it", one of them said.

They took care of it? What does that mean? "Good, Gabriel will be pleased", he said, letting go of my hair he winked at me. Gabriel is my fathers name. I want to stomp my feet or kick something because why the hell is he always trying to make my life miserable.

"I am pleased", his voice boomed coming down from the steps of the celler. The three men were lined next to each other watching me. "Very good boys", he thanked them. "Hello, my daughter", he said bending over, hands on his thighs to level with me.

I looked away, just looking at him makes me want to vomit. He snatched off the duck tape and I winced. A tear that was sitting in my eye fell and landed on my shoulder. "Are you going to kill me?" I ask, my voice shaky. He drags his thumb along my cheek, just like when I was kid. "Yes", he answered.

My chest raises and falls. "But not yet. My boys want some fun, and so there friends, and so do I", he said not moments before slapping a firm hand across my face, slinging my head to the right. I yelp and my hair is covering my face. "Just get it over with", I murmured. He gripped my jaw and made me look at him.

"What was that?" He asked tightening his grip. "I said, get it. over with", I gritted. He smiled and slapped my again but harder. "Zander. Show my ungrateful offspring to her room", he said stepping away and the man who was touching me untied me and his hands squeezed my wrist, which were still tied.

He took me through a door that lead to a hallway. All this in a celler? He opened one of the door and untied my hands. I tired to reach back and grab his face but he grabbed me first and spun me to him. My hands pressing on his chest pushing my body away from him while he's making a clicking sound with his tongue.