admire - jiara love story - obx fanfic

23. it's not good

jj pov:

"well he said it's the only red house in charleston, so hopefully not too hard to find" sarah says to me and the other pogues who are sat in the twinkie that's on the ferry being transported over to charleston. "what's the plan when we find her?" pope says. "go mad dog" i say. cleo sighs. "jay that won't really help us" she says. "well what will cleo? politely asking for kie back? if i need to fight or kill him to save kiara i won't think twice" i say. "i know" john b says. "that's why we're worried jj. you won't think about what you do until it's too late and we don't want you getting yourself in trouble" pope says. "can you not lecture me right now? i'm more concerned about getting kie home and safe than me 'getting in trouble'" i say as i do quotation marks with my fingers. sarah rolls her eyes. "he's right on some level. we do need to get kie home and safe, but we need to do it safely. last thing we want is for barry to kill or hurt one of us or kiara because our plan doesn't work" sarah says. "that's why we need to come up with a good plan. a thought out one" pope says. "then what you got?" cleo says, turning her head so she's facing us as she shuffled her body sideways across the passenger seat. pope who's sat next to her does the same. "well... we could use jj as like, bait, or a distraction?" pope starts. i furrow my eyebrows. "safely" he adds. "we could send you to the house and like knock on the door, try to ask him if he has kie but don't act like you know he does. and then we'll sneak in through a window or something and save kie" he says. "nope. immediately no" sarah says. pope looks at her. she twists her body round in the back seat of the twinkie, next to john b and above me. i look up as i'm sat on the floor. "firstly. jj knowing what house barry is at? and as soon as jj knocks on that door and barry sees him he's gonna slam the door and run. probably taking kie with him" sarah says. "so what's the plan?" cleo says. "i can go, i can tell barry something happened to rafe. that'll distract him. long enough for you to sneak inside and get her out" sarah says. i nod. "nice one cameron" i say. she pulls a disgusted face. "i'm ashamed to have that last name. i should've been a maybank" sarah says and i laugh. "you want everyone thinking of luke maybank, the drug addict and alcoholic you're last name is mentioned?" i say. she gives a small sympathetic look as she shakes her head. "maybe become a routledge?" john b says. "definitely in the future" sarah winks at him. "get a room" pope says. "okay can we focus on kie?" i say. "what if we don't get her out? or can't find her? locked door? and if she's tied up which she probably will be.." i say. pope and sarah both sigh at the same time. "so we've got a few things to figure out..." john b trails off

kiara pov:

"let! me! out!" i scream, smacking the chains against the floor, creating a repeating echoing clinking. "let me go!!!!" i scream. i hear the door begin to open and barry is standing a few steps before me. "kiara. stop it" he says. i shoot him a dirty look before continuing "help!!!" i scream as i keep clanging the chains against the floor. "kiara!!!" he shouts, walking over to me and slapping his hand over my mouth, turning my screams to muffles. i try to act like i'm not scared, but i am. i'm really scared. "nobody can hear you" he says. i struggle to get him off of me, but it doesn't work as he has a clear upper hand. when i finally give up and go quiet again, he moves his hand away from my mouth and steps back. "don't touch me again" i hiss. "you know you liked yesterday kie" he evilly smirks.

TW

flashback to yesterday

barry comes into the room and slams the door closed behind him. he storms over to me. i scoot up against the wall until i can't get any further back. he leans over in front of me and puts his hand on my face. i'm petrified, even though i already know what's about to happen.

i don't want it to happen. because this time there won't be a way to stop. there won't be a sarah that walks into the room and catches him red handed, causing him to stop. there's nothing stopping him. he's slightly drunk, i can tell by his voice and how he's slurring his words. he pulls my face forward and very forcefully pushes his lips against mine. i push him back, but considering my hands are chained to a walk it doesn't really do much. "stop! i have a boyfriend and i don't want to do this!" i say but he shuts me up using his lips again. tears leave my eyes as i accept my fate. "this is for rafe" he hisses as he pulls my shorts and underwear down. he does the same with his and i'm really praying for a miracle to happen. but it doesn't. he rapes me.