Never Look Back (justice crew fanfic)

Chapter 3 - Where's she gone?

Hey, here’s chappie 3 for everyone:

*Claudia’s POV*

I didn’t know what to do. It had been two days now and Summer hadn’t come home, returned my phone calls or text messages. I don’t have many good friends that I can call so I just logged onto Facebook and just stared at the screen, waiting for Emmanuel to log on. I waited over three hours for my brother to come online. I was almost asleep, for it was past one AM now, when Lenny logged on. I quickly sat up straight on my bed, my laptop almost falling off my lap, clicking on chat and writing,

‘Where’s Summer????’ I asked him.

He replied almost instantly, ‘I’m sorry.” Was all he said before logging off. I was so angry and scared that I broke down in tears. I cried myself to sleep after I turned my laptop off and having a shower. I hadn’t eaten in since the morning after Summer left. I was so scared and worried.

I awoke to the home phone ringing. I got out of bed, groggily, and answered with a very croaky, ‘hello’.

“Is that Summer?” Asked a very familiar voice,

“Emmanuel?” I was suddenly fully awake, “It’s Claudia.”

“Oh, well could I speak to Summer? I haven’t talked to her in ages!” He asked, cheerily.

“Um... Emmanuel, Summer is sort of out at the moment.” I replied.

“Well could you give her a message that I called?” We had caught up a lot on Facebook and he called a couple of times on my mobile.

“I have a feeling she’s not coming back very soon, bro. She’s hasn’t been back since Tuesday.” Today was Friday and I was supposed to be going out shopping and seeing a movie with Summer today. I felt tears running down my face.

“What? Why?” Emmanuel’s voice suddenly became concerned.

“Well, Tuesday night, John and Lenny broke into our apartment, looking for us. Me and John caught up and left to go to his house, leaving Lenny and Summer to catch up by themselves. You know how Lenny always liked Summer. Anyway, John said something that upset me outside our apartment so I left him out there, going back inside logged onto Facebook, seeing you asked to be my friend so I went out to tell her about it and she wasn’t there so I just went to bed. In the morning, Summer wasn’t home, still, and I don’t know what to do, Emmanuel, I just feel so helpless and worried.” I was full on bawling my eyes out by the time I had finished telling him.

“Dammit, I knew I shouldn’t have told Pearce where you live!” Emmanuel was yelling so loud I had to hold the phone away from my ear,

“E-man, could you please come over?” I asked, my voice just a whisper. E-man was my brother’s nickname which me and Summer had come up with when we were younger because he always called himself ‘the man’.

“Sure, Claudia, I’ll be there soon.” He hung up and I just collapsed on the couch.

*Summer’s POV*

It had been a month and I screamed, well tried to. I had done that so much lately, my voice was wearing out. Plus, I was gagged. My hand and feet were bounded together and I was lying naked in a room of nothing; cold concrete floors, no windows, brick walls and no light. I had bruises all over my body, cuts from knives and broken bones. I was numb from all the pain. I was starving, dehydrated and in need of medical attention. Lenny and John had done this to me, I knew I couldn’t trust Lenny when he said his dad was dead and he took me back to his house. How could I be so stupid? I was glad it was me and not Claudia, though. It looked like she was going to get this treatment to, when John took her out. Eammon had abused me and used me. He had raped me so many times in the last month, I lost count. He had carved words out of my stomach with a rusty knife, I hadn’t bothered to read what he wrote, plus it was in Spanish, I couldn’t read Spanish, but John and Lenny could.

-FLASHBACK-

“Summer?” Lenny’s voice was strained, and only a whisper. I whimpered to let him know I was awake and could hear him. He and John entered the room I had been staying in, well been tied in. They quickly made their way over to me, cutting through the rope. John put one of his shirts over my head to hide my exposed body,

“I can’t leave.” My voice was hoarse and it hurt my throat.

“Why not?” Lenny asked.

“Yes you can,” John urged.

“He will kill you.” My throat burned with every word.

“It’s for a good cause; we put you in this shit.” Lenny replied, “He sort of made us do it. He threatened to kill the whole of Justice Crew and torture us.” I could see his point, one person over nine. I literally was so weak and sore I couldn’t move, I just lay on the ground with John’s black shirt on it with a ‘JC’ printed in curly writing printed on the right shoulder.

The latch for the door jiggled and Eammon walked in,

“What are you doing here?” He asked his sons. John stood in front of me and Lenny whispered in my ear while John was defending me,

“Just remember we are dying with you in here and that we’ll come to get you with more people. I love you and always have. The day you left tore my heart out and I’ve just been waiting for you just to come home. I need you in my life now that I’ve found you so don’t give up. I love you.” He stood up just as Eammon snarled at his boys,

“Get out of here before I slit your throats!” He advanced on them but because there were two of them, he had to choose one. He chose Lenny, since he was close and took out a knife and threw it at Lenny. Lenny dodged it and John had slide around to Eammon’s back, he launched at him, kicking him. Eammon lost balance and fell forward, his head landing on my covered stomach. They both hurried out and shut the door behind them before Eammon hurt them more. Eammon got up and realised I was dressed and didn’t have my hands done up, grinned evilly,

“I have always wanted to do something but never had the chance.” He left the room and came back moments later, a ring of barbed wire in his hand. Oh no, this is going to hurt. He proceeded in tying up my hands and legs with the wire, as well as my face, preventing me from speaking, not that I could. Silent tears slid down my face in pain and fear. The whole time after that, when he had raped me again, I had just rethought of all the words Lenny had said to me earlier. He loved me, always has and will do anything to get me free. Once Eammon had finished, he got out a pen and wrote on my stomach,

“That should keep them away from you.” He grinned evilly, showing his smoke stained, yellow teeth. I gagged and groaned when the barbs dug into my skin on my face. Eammon grabbed the knife from where he’d thrown it at Lenny and carved out the words in my tummy, “That’ll scare real good, babe.” He had called me babe the whole time, never Summer. He finished it off my grabbing my thigh, running his hand over it and stabbing it twice, next to each other. I screamed out in pain as he completed his smiley face on my thigh, the sick bastard.

When will I get out of here?

Sorry about all the gore... I just had to put it out there.

Song of the chappie: Dance with me by Justice Crew :)