Pipravi stories || A good girl's guide to murder

Location (Pt 2)

When Pip woke up, she was in a strange place that she didn't recognize at all. It was such a tiny and tight area that she could barely even move around. She soon realized that the tiny space wasn't the only reason why she couldn't move around or breathe. Her wrists and ankles were tied together and her mouth was covered with duct tape. She was in the trunk of a car. The DT killer's car. Okay, Okay, don't panic yet. She knew she couldn't let him take her to a secondary location. That would take her survival chances from 90 percent down to 30 percent. But how could she even stop him from taking her away when she was tied up and couldn't even scream for help? Her only hope was to leave DNA inside of his car. Maybe Ravi would find her killer. No, no he won't. She can't think like that. There's still a chance she could make it out of here alive. To see Jamie, Cara, Nat, Connor, Naomi, her parents, Josh again. To talk to Becca again. But most of all, she wanted to get out of here to see Ravi again. 

Who will look for you when you're the one who disappears?

She hoped that they were all looking for her right now. How long has she been gone? A few minutes, a few hours? How far away was she from home? How long had they been driving? Pip's head filled with a million questions but for now she had to try and figure out how to get her DNA all over the trunk of his car. She scraped her wrist against the hard carpet, hoping to bleed to leave a more obvious trace. She winced at the pain but she knew she had to do this, so that everyone would know who he was. She scraped more of her skin against the carpet and only stopped when she felt the car stop. This stop was going on for way too long to just be a turn or a traffic light. She heard the engine turn off and the car door opening. 

Oh no. She was at the second location. Her chances of survival just plummeted to 30 percent. She felt like screaming and crying at the same time. The DT killer walked towards the trunk and opened it. Pip stared at his shoes before looking up to see his face.

It was Jason Bell. He covered her mouth again with his gloved hand, as if she could even scream loud enough for anyone else to hear without his hand there. He got her up and ripped the duct tape off of her ankles, leading her towards a gate. Pip's vision was blurry and she still felt extremely dizzy, like she could collapse at any moment. She didn't even have the energy to run. But she had to try. As soon as he let go of her for a second, she was about to try and run, but she didn't have the strength to. His grip on her arms were too strong. He pulled her back before she even took another step.

"Nice try, but I'm not going to let you get away that easily." He said with a smug grin on his stupid face.

Pip wanted to scream in frustration, as well as in pain. The duct tape was stuck so tightly on her ankles that when he ripped it off, it felt as if he ripped off a layer of her skin with it. He pushed her into a room and tied her to a shelving unit. As much as she kicked and moved her wrists around, it was no use. He tied her ankles with duct tape again this time tighter, if that was even possible. Then, he moved onto her face. He took away her vision and added another layer onto her mouth. 

"Don't even think about escaping," He said, tightening the tape as much as it could go. "All the cameras are turned off and no one will be here until two days later. I made sure of that."

He got up and walked out, leaving Pip alone in this room with nothing but her thoughts. All she could think about was never getting to see Ravi, her parents, her friends, her brother, ever again. They would never see her ever again. That's how this would end. Dead girl walking. She would never come back, never say 'I love you' to her parents or Ravi, never hug her friends, never annoy her brother. She cried, thinking about what she could've done to prevent this. She realized Ravi might think the same thing. Oh god, please don't let him blame himself. She wanted Hawkins to know it was his own fault. It was Hawkins fault. Entirely. He didn't listen to her when she reported her stalker, and now she's tied up and hopeless, in the middle of nowhere. She tried to move her legs, move her wrists as much as she could, so that maybe by some miracle the duct tape would loosen and she would be free. But that didn't happen. Every time that she tried to move them, the more exhausted she became. If she kept this up, she'd be dead without Jason even having to lift a finger. Was this it? No, she can't think like this. She has to try and escape. This can't be how it ends. But what else could she do? He took her vision, she couldn't scream, she can't even move, and everyone has absolutely no idea where she's at. Did they even know she was missing by now? Pip tried to scream, but it just came out as a muffled whimper. She tried to kick, but the tape around her ankles was too tight. The rope around her wrists was tied so tight she felt as if it could stop her blood flow. How long would he be gone? She had to make the most out of the time she had left alone in this room. She moved her wrists around as much as she could, with all of her strength. She wasn't strong enough. The rope scraped against her skin, leaving a painful burning feeling along the way. Her eyes filled with tears again, losing hope every time she tried to break free but to no avail. Ravi would look for her, wouldn't he? He wouldn't find her though.