Not Guilty[UNDERGOING CONTRUCTION]

Chapter 8

Skai's POV

I haven't eaten in days, Cory almost died, and we are being tortured. I wonder what is happening to friends in the other room. He seems to spend most of his time with Cory and I.

Cory got stab in the shoulder, but is recovering quite well. There was a piece I ripped off of his shirt tied around it to stop the blood. I constantly had to change it but it was better than my boyfriend dyeing.

Christopher walked in, grabbed Cory's wrist, and pulled him out of the room. I began to panic. What is he doing? Is Cory going to be okay? Questions entered my brain and I didn't notice when Christopher came back in... Without Cory.

"What did you do to him? Where is Cory? Is he still alive? Why did you take him?" I asked Christopher and he just stared at me with a pleased look.

"He is fine, I chained him up with your friends in the other room." He answered me.

"WHY?!?!" I yelled at him.

"Oh Skai you're so confused, aren't you?" He sat down beside me and was playing with my hair.

"What?" I said to him. He let out a evil cackle.

"I took him out of here so, the two of us, could have some alone time, Skai." He said to me. My heart pumped so fast, I was scared now, more than I have been in the past 2 weeks.

"I love you Skai and I know you have feeling for me, somewhere in that tiny heart of yours, you just have to find it." He smiled and my eyes started to water.

I don't love him. I hate him. He kidnapped me. He kidnapped my friends. He kidnapped my boyfriend. He is torturing all of us.... Just because he thinks he loves me? What kind of sick person does that?

He took out the keys to my hand cuffs and dropped them in front of me. I grabbed them and quickly unlocked them. I started to untie the dirty brown rope that was holding my feet together.

"Don't get to excited, I'm not setting you free." He threw a towel at me and told me to go shower. I did as I was told.

When I got out, there was a clean blue t-shirt and a pair of clean white shorts. I put them on and saw a brush sitting on the counter by the sink. I ran the brush threw my, now clean, brown hair. It felt so good to be clean.

But why was he treating me so good all of a sudden? Is this his was of trying to get me to love him? Because if it is, it is not going to work. He is like forty and I am fourteen. He is such a pervert.

I opened the door to the bathroom and started to walk. Slowly, I walked around the corner and ran into Christopher. I screamed and he yelled.

He told me to sit down on the bed over there. I didn't notice the bed before... Is it new? Or am I just not good at taking in my surroundings?

I sat down and he turned on a radio. He started walking to me and I swear I could see the fire in his eyes. Fear took over me. I tried to run but he just grabbed me and threw me back on the bed. He grabbed my arms and tied them around the backboard. He then grabbed my legs and tied them to the end of the bed.

He started to rip my clothes off. I knew nobody could hear me but I screamed for help. I heard Cory's voice but couldn't make out the words. I screamed over and over again. I felt a huge wave of pain. I cried and screamed but it was no use......

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XOXO ~Savannah