Don't talk to strangers

Chapter 11

Hollie's POV

"D-Don't touch me!" I stuttered. Peter's eyes flickered down my body, sending a shiver up my spine. "Lay down." Hayes instructed. I shook my head, and Hayes slapped me hard in the face. My eyes stung with tears. "I guess I'll have to force you," Hayes sighed. He pushed my down hard on to the cold, metal bed, and I could see his muscles through his shirt. I didn't try to struggle, because I knew he would kill me right then and there if I did. He handcuffed me to the sides of the bed, and once I was down, he leaned in close to my face. His hot breath cascaded over my face, as he said, "You're so hot," leaning closer to my face. His lips barely brushed mine, but it didn't take much for me to scream. He slapped me again and cursed at me, stomping over to the table. Peter tied a blindfold around my face and whispered, "Don't worry, this will only be excruciatingly painful." Barely a few second after those cruel words, I felt a sharp, hot pain on my lower calf. I yelped in response to the pain, tears streaming down my blindfolded face. I suddenly realized what was happening, as the pain ran up my leg, stopping at my upper thigh. I could feel the blood trickle down my leg. "Get the alcohol," Peter's voice muttered. Alcohol? Since I was blindfolded, I didn't know what or when was going to happen. I heard heavy footsteps and heard something sloshing in a bucket. I didn't feel the pain at first, but once I realized what was happening, I screamed. He had just dumped a bucket of medical alcohol on my open wounds.

Owen's POV

Oh my god, oh my god. The only person I care about is being tortured. Hot tears streamed down my face, despite my attempt to hold them back. I heard a bloodcurdling scream- Hollie's. "No!" I screamed. "No! Hollie! Hollie, can you hear me! Hollie, please!" I knew she couldn't hear me. She kept screaming, and I was going hysterical. Madi was crying, asking me if she was okay. I couldn't respond to her though. My lip quivered in fear and my face dropped into my hands. I tried not to cry, but I did. I know, sounds gay, right? I cried for Hollie, because, with screams like that, the pain she's enduring must be horrible. Finally the screaming stopped after what seemed like hours. The door creaked open and Hayes handcuffed Hollie next to me. Once he was out of the room, we didn't say anything. I pecked her on the cheek, and she wrapped her arms around my neck and cried. I looked down at her and realized she had about 14 cuts up and down her leg. "Oh my god," I said. "What did they do to you?" She sniffled and said, "they- they cut my leg. With a knife. And then-" she froze. I soothingly put my hand on hers and said, "No. It's fine. You don't have to tell me." She looked up at me and pecked me on the lips, muttering something to herself I couldn't quite hear. I don't care what it takes- I will kill James and Hayes for what they've done to her.

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