In Love With Mr. Doggy (Skillet Fanfic)

Chapter 43: Abduction

Betsy's POV (Hahaha!)

He was laying there perfectly fine next to his dear wife. But their happines won't last long. I'm going to have the most beautiful and hottest man that had ever lived.

I'm going to kidnap him.

Rica told me to. She's my bestfriend. I can't let her down and she's pregnant too. Her womb was getting bigger so she can't walk too.

I am currently hiding inside a closet, ready to pounce on him. I slowly walked towards the side of John's bed. I took out a syringe and sedated him. He gasped and fell back to sleep.

"Nighty nighty, John." I said and planted a kiss on his forehead.

Then, I secured his hand with handcuffs. Lastly, I pulled his body downstairs carefully and put him inside the trunk of my car.

I drove us to a place where nobody even stepped their foot on. It was simply abandoned for centuries. In this way, nobody will find Johnny. He's all OURS!

*5 hours later*
         3AM

John's POV

I woke up, gasping for air. But wait, I can't see anything!

I tried to stand up but failed. My hands and feet were tied up.

Where have I been taken? Have I been abducted? If so, why? I didn't do anything wrong.

Unanswered questions flooded my mind like sea water rushing to the shore.

At the same time, the room temperature began to get warmer and warmer. I was having an anxiety attack. My chest tightens and I began to sweat heavily.

Suddenly, I heard the door slammed shut. It was, I assume, my captor. Which made my breaths more rapidly due to my curiousity towards my captor.

"Miss us, Johnny?" a famillar voice spoke.

That voice sounds like one of my fangirls. She keeps on uploading pictures of me on her social accounts.

When she met me, she got all wild and crazy and kept on hugging and kissing my cheek. Korey thought it was cute. I didn't know her fangirling would lead me into this.

Wait, I remember her name. Her name is Betsy. But she said 'us'. That means there's another one. Who could it be?

I opened my mouth to speak but a cloth was shoved down my mouth.

"Aw, look at our little Doggy! He's all tensing up. How kawaii!" another one spoke.

That voice... it belongs to
...
RICA?!

What's wrong with her? Why has she kidnapped me? She can't treasure me forever.

I heard a whip being snapped on a table. Are they going to hurt me?

I thrashed around, hoping that they would set me free.

Then, someone took the blindfold off from my eyes. I blinked a few times to adjust my eyes. It looks like we are in an abandoned building. And, there are a few torturing weapons spread on the table. I spun my head around and saw the two women waving at me.

Betsy was holding the whip while Rica was just sitting down. I can tell that her womb was getting bigger. I think she's already 6 months pregnant.

I calmed down slowly and just stared at them.

"Love us." Rica uttered.

"I... I... I..." I stuttered at the same time my voice was squealing.

"What happened to his voice?" Betsy asked.

"He drank acid. It damaged his voice very bad." Rica answered.
"Let's play a game. Every time you resist us, we will hit you with any thing that we want." she added while beckoning Betsy to hit me me.

Betsy gripped the whip tightly and hit me.

"Ah!" I squealed.

Tears brimmed in my eyes as she hit my chest five times.

"Sto-stop! P-please... let me go." I pleaded.

Rica laughed and forced a kiss on my lips. Betsy did the same. I turned away in disgust.

I still love Rica but it doesn't have to be this way.

Betsy hit my knee with a hammer and punched my crotch.

"Ahhhh!!!"

"Double punishment." Rica chuckled.

Why? Why do I deserve this?

Fat heavy tears ran down my eyes. Betsy went near me and wiped it away. I was also bleeding.

Blood were pouring down my mouth and knee was also aching and bleeding at the same time. My crotch was also hurting and my head was pounding crazy. My tumour was getting worse.

My eyes suddenly closed and I collapsed on the ground. The chair went down with me. I can still hear them talking.

"Oh my gosh! What shall we do to him?" Betsy panicked.

"Lay him down our bed." Rica commanded.

I felt my body being pulled and being slumped down the bed. They tied my hands back on the headboard. I heard the bed creaked and the sheets rippling.

They laid down beside me and my shirt was removed.

"Hmm... hmmm..." Rica hymned a lullaby while tracing her fingers around my chest.

Betsy was stroking my hair. I felt my belt unbuckled.

"No..." I mumbled.

"Such a cutie. He's so adorable when he's in pain." Betsy said.

I opened my eyes slowly and we were indeed in a room. Their face was only inches away from me. I quickly closed my eyes again.

You might ask why I can't fight two girls. It's because I forgot how to fight. I am already broken and battered. I don't have any energy... I'm just waiting for the day that I can rest in peace.

I fell asleep. I knew one thing that they would do while I am asleep. They will surely... t-touch me.

I don't like this anymore.

I HATE MY LIFE!

When will they set me free? Or will they still let me go?

(A/N: Okay, kill me for the theme and lyrics. I got carried away. :P)