It's your fault

Chapter four: Unwanted happenings

Ethan P.O.V

I wake up, my arms chained above my head. I'm standing. I look around the dim room. My eyes land on a figure laying on a mattress. My head is pounding. I focus on that figure. It's Alice!

Immediately I call for her. I notice her eyes are closed, she's laying on her back with her hands tied above her head.

"Alice!" She doesn't budge. I call again a little louder. "Alice, baby wake up!" Fuck! She isn't moving. "Alice please wake up. Come on baby!"

She moves a little. I call again. "Alice wake up!" Her eyes slowly open. I can now breath, knowing she's alive. "Come on, open your eyes!" She moves more.

Alice P.O.V

I hear someone calling my name. It sounds like Ethan. I slowly open my eyes, looking around. "Ethan." I whisper. "Yes babe it's me, wake up!" I hear a reply. It's Ethan. I start to cry.

"Ethan where are we?" I try to focus on him but my eyes wonder around the room. "I don't know baby, are you okay?"

"Yeah, I t-think so." It's hard for me to speak. "Can you move around and see if anything hurts?" I do as he says. I squirm, trying to see if anything hurts. My head is pounding. "My h-head."
"Is that all?" He asks. "My stomach..and my neck."

"Did they hurt you, did they hit you in the stomach?" He continues to ask questions. "No, not while I was awake." I think back. He did pull me off the bed. "What about your neck?"

"They stuck me with a needle." Pain grows in his face. "Ethan I'm tired." My eyes feel heavy. "I know you are baby but I need you to stay awake!" Begging in his tone. "I c-can't." I feel myself falling asleep. "Alice!" He calls. "Baby !" I fall asleep.

I awake sometime later. I don't feel that tired anymore. Ethan is still in the room with me. "Ethan!" I call out. His head pops up. "Oh Alice thank god, you scared the shit out of me. Please don't do that again!" He pulls on his shackles.

"Did they do anything to you?" I ask. He pauses. "They beat me a little, did they do anything to you?" I know if I tell him he will go crazy. He is very protective over me. He hates when guys even look at me in a wrong way. I know I need to tell him though.

I hesitate. "Y-" I pause. "Alice, did they!"
"Yes."

"What the fuck did they do to you?" He screams, not at me but at the thought of some other guy putting their hands on me. "He t-touched me." I hesitate. He tries to stay calm for me, lowering his voice. "Where did he touch you baby?"

"My chest and b-between my legs." Ethan obviously trying to hold in his anger. He looks like he wants to cry from all the fury building up. "I'm so sorry Alice, you were right." He apologizes for no reason. "You did what I said, they still found us. It's not your fault." I try to calm him.

"I should have held you tighter."
"It's okay Ethan, this isn't your fault." That's when Ethan must have heard something. He stops. "Wh-" he cuts me off. "Shh!" I stay quiet. "Their coming, Alice I need you to stay calm okay?"

I start to cry. "Okay Alice?!" I nod. Just then the door opens. The guy that walks in first lays his eyes on Ethan. As he walks in further he searches the room, his eyes landing on me. "Oh look who's finally awake!"

"Leave her alone!" Ethan blurts. The guy turns to Ethan, punching him in the stomach. "Stop!" I cry out. "Chris! Tommy! Come in here!" The guy shouts. Seconds later two guys come in.

One is tall, strong build with brown hair. The other medium height, some what of a strong build and dirty blonde hair. They walk over to the other guy. "Yeah Paul?" The shorter one speaks. "Watch his bitch ass while I go talk to this whore!" Paul replies. "Don't fucking touch her you filthy fucking swine!" Ethan yells. He spits on the back of Paul's head. Paul stops. He smiles at first then he turns sinister.

He turns slowly. "This dirty swine is about to infect your little whore!" He takes the back of Ethan's head by his hair. He pulls his arm all the way back, swinging, punching Ethan in the face. "Ethan!" I cry out. "Stop!"

Paul turns towards me again. He takes his shirt off to wipe the back of his head. He throws it to the floor when he's done. He comes over to me, kneeling down on the floor next to me.

"What do you see in this piece of shit?" A rhetorical question. "You can do so much better." He adds. He puts his hand on my knee. I pull it away. He grabs it again, squeezing. I wince.

"Get your hands off of her!" Ethan screams. Paul looks over his shoulder, smiling. He slides his hand up my thigh, between my legs. "Stop you fucking asshole!" Says Ethan. "Can you please shut him up!" One leaves the room, returning shortly with duck tape. He takes a piece off putting it on Ethan's mouth.

"Back to you." Paul says, his hand still on my thigh. He takes both hands and starts to remove my shorts. Ethan's screams are now muffled by the tape. Paul pulls my shorts all the way off, now revealing my underwear.

"Please stop." I cry. He runs his pointer finger along the top on my underwear. "No!" I call out again.
"Tommy give me a piece of that tape!" The shorter one comes over handing Paul a piece of tape, as he does so tommy stares at my half naked body. His eyes glued on me. He bites his lower lip.

Paul puts the tape on my mouth. He slowly starts to unbutton my oversized shirt that's not even mines but Ethan's. As he gets closer to my breast I cry harder. I mumble. I pull at the restraints that are around my wrists.

When all the bottoms are undone that's when he slowly opens the shirt revealing my breast. He stares, licking his lips. I hear Ethan throwing a fit from across the room. My vision is blurred by my tears.

Paul leans down to my ear. "Your mine." He whispers. He licks my neck. He sits up a little, then takes both of his hands, placing them on my hips. Then they move to my stomach. They make their way up, finally gripping my breast. Paul exhales. "I love your body." He squeezes me under his grip. He leans his mouth down. His lips meet my breast. I wince. I try to pull away.

His tongue circles my chest. I cry. Ethan is going ballistic. He's thrashing everywhere. I close my eyes. When I open them there are more guys in the room. So many that I can no longer see Ethan. There standing, watching as if it's a show. They all look like their in a trance.

Ethan P.O.V

My baby, my poor Alice is getting attacked by a filthy swine. She's getting raped an I can't do anything to help her. I let her down. Watching kills me. I feel relieved now that there is a wall blocking my vision of this horrific occurrence.

She screamed for me and I could do nothing. Her cries for help go unanswered.

As I hang, tied up with my head down the wall of men starts to dissipate. They scatter. Paul is no longer on Alice.
She lays there covered with only my shirt. Her head facing the wall, away from me. I don't blame her.

Paul is pulling up his pants. He looks at me. Fucking pig. If I wasn't tied up I would beat his bitch ass until he had no pulse.

He walks over to me. I look him in his eyes. Pure anger. "Your whore tastes so good... Take the tape off his mouth." They do so. "Take the tape off her too!" Tommy and Chris look at Paul. "Go ahead." Tommy goes over and removes the tape. He stands, staring at her limp body for a second.

"Hey tommy! Back the fuck up!" I scream. He walks back over. They all leave, closing the door behind them. I watch Alice as she lays there looking like, nothing.