Reason [ c.d ]

15.

-1 week later-
Camrey (up top or wherever it is for you :))

"We're going out, now get the fuck up your little slut" Carl snarls in Camrey's face.

She cringes and shake her head. "I'm not going anywhere with you"

"Yes you are" he seethes lowly. Camrey's hands start tremble with fear, her eyes sneeze shut tightly.

"Get up" he demands once he had untied her again. 

She gets up slowly so she won't hurt herself more than she already is from the abuse.

A short, tight navy blue dress is thrown carelessly in Camrey's direction along with some gold coloured heels.

"Put it on" She looks over at Carl in disgust.

"No way in hell am I wearing this" She point to it and furrows her eyebrows.

"Put it on!" He shouts, spit flys out of his mouth and lands on Camrey's face. She cringes and wipes her face.

He grips her wrist tightly and twists it.

Cry's of pain leave Camrey's mouth, she try to wiggle her hand out from his strong grip.

Carl swings his arm around and punches Camrey in the stomach.

Camrey screams loudly and falls to the ground. Everything is in slow motion for Camrey.

She holds her stomach in pain and try's to defend herself but it's no use.

Punches are thrown at her, legs are swung at her and telling is heard.

"Now get up, get ready and don't piss me off" Camrey only nods her head and gets up as fast as she can.

Which isn't that fast considering she was just beat until she could pass out.

She pulls herself together, not letting anymore tears leave her eyes.

She looks over at Carl weakly. "Are you going to leave or?" She asks quietly.

Cold hearted laughs leave Carl's mouth. He shakes his head "nope, strip now"

Camrey's blood runs cold, before she can ague with him again he walks over to Camrey and rips her shirt off, literally.

Camrey gasps and try's to cover her exposed chest. Considering she was kidnapped in the middle of the night, she was wearing no bra.

"Strip!" He shouts in Camrey's face. Her body trembles as she bends down and takes her loose pyjama pants off with one hand.

The other is still trying to cover her chest.

Carl rips her arm off of her chest and makes her stand in the middle of the room completely exposed.

His eyes look up and down her body. She rolls her eyes and picks up the dress quickly and pulls it on. Her flings a neon green thong at her.

She groans and pulls the piece on. She quickly braids her hair and looks down at the ground.

"Hurry up!" She flinches and grabs the gold heels and slips them on.

"Where are we going?" She mumbles. She receives a slap in the face.

"Don't talk" he simply speaks.

"Now let's go to the club" he smirks.

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