The Dark Angles

Chapter 1-New beginings

I was in my bedroom at 2:27AM when I heard a my dad yelling at me to go downstairs.
"Ugh, I'm coming!" I said annoyed, I knew he wanted me to go get groceries or something but still went downstairs.

"Hey sweetheart," my dad said with his fake sweet voice. "Could you go get groceries and some cigarettes on your way back?"

"Yeah I can I guess,"

"Thank you sweetheart, you know I'll always love you," he said.

I grabbed some money and left, as I was walking to the grocery store that was a few feet away I felt like there was someone behind me. I turned around and saw no one.

"I'm just imagining things again, I need to get more sleep like holy shit." I said.

I turned around but before I could take a step I felt two arms wrapped around me, one around my neck and one on my stomach, I tried to scream but suddenly fainted.

Hours later, I woke up in a cold pitch black room, tied with ropes, I looked at a clock that was next to me on the wall since that was the only thing I could see. 7:42AM.

"Holy fuck my dad is probably so worried about me...I need to find a way out..." I said but when I tried to move my body was in pain, I felt sore and weak.

I heard a door open, then the lights opened, the second I looked up I saw two men, one holding a cigarette between his fingers and the other one with a knife.

The man with the cigarette walked towards me before pressing the cigarette against my skin, my thighs, my arms, my neck.

Meanwhile the other man was talking photos while laughing, I was crying in pain.

"Please stop! It hurts!" I kept screaming, they acted like I didn't even say anything and continued torturing me for  a day or two. I couldn't stop looking at the time, I wanted to get out of here.

I kept praying to God for help everyday before those men came back again and again. Until one day, one of the men left a phone on a table, I wasn't tied with ropes that time and since I couldn't walk I crawled.

I grabbed the phone and typed a number, I didn't know who to call, I didn't remember my father's number. I called my enemy.

"Please pick up, please pick up." I said crying in pain from all the torture.

He answered.

"please, it's me... S-Sage... Help me please..." I begged.

"Why the fuck are you crying, and why did you call me?" He said, before hanging up.

I thought he would leave me and not even come to help me, I called 911.

Answered imidietly.

"911, what's your emergency?"

"Please help me I have been raped and tortured for a week or two now... I don't know what to do please..."

"Okay ma'am I understa-"

the door busted open, one of the men walked towards me holding a knife.

"You little bitch! You called the fucking police on us?!" He screamed. "I'll fucking kill you!" He said grabbing and smashing the phone to the ground.

I took a step back before falling on the floor from being sore.

"Please no..! Don't hurt me..! I'm sorry!" I screamed in fear, tears rolling down my eyes as me and the man made eye contact, he walked towards me and raised the knife.

Just before he was about to split me in half my enemy opened the door wide, holding a gun.

I looked at him while breathing heavily from fear,

"Please help me..."

"I will Sage, close your pretty eyes for me." He said

I did as he said, I knew Christian was my enemy but I couldn't help but feel drawn into him, my eyes closed slightly, I heard two loud gunshots.

"Open your eyes now, love." He said walking towards me. He kneeled down grabbing my chin with on hand looking at my injuries. "You're coming home with me."

He put one arm under my knees and one under my head, carrying me to his car. I looked at him, how the light hit his face perfectly, how his muscles flexed while he carried me...

                                       *Too be continued*