Driving a few miles out close to the pharmacy, a set of headlights blind me and coming at me from the right another car rams into me, making the car skid and now flipping over and landing near a railing on the intersection.
Glass shards cut my face and one gets stuck on my side, having me cough violently but wheezing as the pain feels like being burned from the inside out.
Fumes, even gas leaks have the car ready to combust but I get my seat belt undone landing on more glass, crawling out into the open.
I keep crawling as sparks start to ignite, having the car start to catch fire.
The other driver gets out only to check who it was on the floor a few feet away from what they had done.
When they realized it was me and not who they were aiming for, they took out their phone to make a call.
Shaken hands, I try to yank the glass shard out my side now seeing it's one of Juniper's men who caused the crash.
"M-Motherfucker–" I hoarsely say in massive pain with blood dripping from my forehead, lip and arms from crawling out of the wreckage.
Biting down on my bottom lip, I yank it out but end up screaming now, shaking more as blood gushes out.
"Seems Ms. Hollow will be here shortly to send you on your way. Sorry for the mix up but now you know not to do reckless shit like getting involved with other people's things," Stepping on my side, I try to shove them off but just feel weak hollering in pain as they press down more.
Letting up, I cough up blood holding my side now feeling the cold bite at my skin more as the temperature drops as I'm losing blood faster.
Trying to crawl again, the man pulls my hair to drag me back but then props me up against the railing the car skid into holding a gun to my head, "There's no way to go. So sit and wait," Pressing it to my temple, I don't wince already going through worse when I was at the Rebelle House. Five minutes later Juniper shows up in her sports car smiling ear to ear to see it's me they had run off the road.
"Oh, this must be my lucky day," Walking over, she waves the man off bending down to take a look at how cut up and bloody I was, "Not so tough are we Ayla?" Tapping my face happily, she stands now having me picked up and put in her trunk, "Tape her mouth, hands and feet. I don't want to hear her wheezing in pain or trying to find a way to escape," Wiping her hand on the back of her skirt, she then puts her sunshades on even though there's no sun, getting into the driver's seat.
Taking off, she takes me to the special room in Rebelle House where the other girls are still chained with dog collars.
"Don't trail blood on the carpet," She tells her men as they wait lined up near her car trunk.
Opening it, they grab me, hold me up by my arms then toss me with the others.
"Look girls, Ayla is making a home visit for the night," Juniper joyfully says then locks the door.
Lori, Capri, Lilac look at me with wide eyes, scared of what was done.
"A-Ayla?" Lilac says trying to reach for me but the chain doesn't reach enough to.
Tape still on me, especially my mouth, I don't even try to talk, laying still as blood keeps staining the floor as I do.
Slowly but surely I start to drift off not knowing what would happen to me.
Felt like hours that I was out until Juniper unlocked the door letting the rest free but me, splashing cold water on me.
"Wakey, Wakey," She throws the bucket then drags me out of the room by my hair.
Now going up the stairs with me, she helps me into her tub that was filled with ice.
"You know Ayla," She stuffs me in enough to have me shiver, "I can't say I saw this coming," Turning the faucet on, water starts to fill it.
Pushing my head under, I tried to thrash around to get air but because of the loss of blood I could hardly do anything being lethargic, especially being in the ice water.
"Oh, relax," Juniper has me get up again now, taking the tape off my mouth. Getting close to my face she sees my lips turning blue, "Ow, looks like you're almost to hell huh? Because the way you've acted? Whew! Not even God could love such a thing," Now touching my face she caresses my cheek as a mother would to her kid.
Tearing up, yes, tearing up, she shakes her head, "Why did you have to disobey me? Why couldn't you have stayed the way I wanted? You had to have him love you...you."
Glaring as much as I had the strength to, she pushed my face to the side now throwing a fit throwing things at the wall from off her vanity.
"UNGRATEFUL! PATHETIC! SLUT!"
Now pushing me back under water, she counts then lets me back up just before my lungs feel like they're about to burst.
"You hid Chad. The Jorn's are helping. Ronan had your marriage dissolved. So where does that leave things? I'm not allowing you back. The girls can start earning more if they could just—" I start laughing but cough a little after as I do.
Grabbing my neck she squeezes it looking straight into my eyes.
"What's so damn amusing to you Ayla?"
Squeezing more, she then stops letting me talk.
"You think I'm the only one Ronan tasted?"
Juniper looks at me, "What are you saying?"
I smiled crookedly, "Ask Lori."
Pulling me out the tub she digs her heel into my side.
"Don't fuck with me Ayla! What do you mean, ask Lori!"
Groaning out in pain, I don't say anything else as she now leaves having me look around for something to cut the duct tape off my hands and feet.
"LORI!" She hollers throughout the house giving me time to find a razor blade using it to cut thin pieces enough for me to break free, but I cut too much as I snag my wrists, having it bleed.
Not having time to react, I get my feet free holding my side stumbling to the room window.
I peer down, seeing a flower bush as my cushion for landing, taking the risk while taking Juniper's cell phone dialing Chad's number.
As I start climbing down, I hear Chad answer the phone.
"C-C-Chad," I say, struggling to land but finally do.
"Ayla? Where did you go? I mean you and Aero-" I cut him off by telling him I'm bleeding out and need help, "Where are you?" He now says stressing.
"Rebelle House, J-Juniper," Two of Juniper men spot me getting ready to bring me back inside until Juniper sticks out her head out the window saying, "Dump her in front of the club! I have bigger fish to fry in here!" Now closing the bedroom window, her men drag me back to the car trunk having the phone hang up as they tossed it into the dirt.
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Rebelle House
General FictionTroubled girls get sent to all sorts of programs just for them to turn a new leaf. For troubled rich girls that have to be married off for their families to continue to stay wealthy at the cost of selling off their daughters, get sent to a house th...