Change of events (gxg)

Chapter 44

Trigger warning; sexual harassment/assault.
Steffie POV

"What I want is $500.000 in cash. You have 3 days. Oh and you better don't get the cops to handle this situation, otherwise your girlfriend might get harmed or worse" I heard a male voice say. I don't know what is going on or even where I am, I'm scared out of my mind. All I remember is that yesterday, at least I think it was yesterday, I dragged Rick off set and I yelled at him until security came. Or that's what I thought, apparently one of the security guards was him, the man I saw a few nights ago at Naya's place.

The man poked something in my back, which later turned out to be a gun. Apparently Rick was a friend of his, seeing he was leading us somewhere. I still have no idea how he had found me here in New York, or even how he knew I was at Naya's that night.

"There we called your girlfriend, we gave her 3 days, but that's only so we can relocate. I don't fancy cops getting a warrant to search the building here. So get up and behave" he ordered me, poking me with the gun again. With 'he' I mean John, my ex-boyfriend.

John is about 5 years older than me, he has a kid that should be around 8 years old at this moment. The kid is the reason I broke it off with him, seeing I was only 18 at the time and I wasn't anywhere near ready for those things, I didn't even finish a year in university back then. Apparently John didn't take the break-up that well. "Come on girl, get up!" John yelled at me, pulling my arm to get me on my feet. I followed them, suddenly getting a sort of black sack pulled over my head and got pushed in a car. "If you cooperate nothing will happen to you. At least that is as your girlfriend doesn't go to the cops. Or would she just ignore the call and let me have you all for myself?" John laughed, as the car took off. I have no idea where we were going and honestly I just want Naya to call the cops to get me out. I don't care about getting hurt at the moment, I just want to get away from John again. The car took a sharp turn, which made me lose my balance. I knocked my head to the side, then I passed out.

Naya POV

I was terrified when I got the call. I looked at Sam, who had overheard the conversation. "What do I do?" I whispered, trying to steady myself when I felt my knees growing weak. "I can't just get $500.000 off my bank account, that would look suspicious to the bank and then they will most likely call the cops" I couldn't believe this was happening. What am I going to do? "I'm so sorry Naya, I wish I could help you, but I can barely pay my rent every month. But don't you have anyone that might be able to help you? Heather or Demi perhaps?" Sam proposed. "I can't ask Heather, she has a family to take care of, but I could ask Demi" I huffed, I wasn't too eager to call her, we did fix our situation, but still it was a bit weird, for now I could only try to call her, she was my only hope. Immediately dialling her number, I hoped she was going to help me. "Demi" she picked up, way too happy in my liking. "Hey Dems, I have a huge favour to ask, you're like my only hope right now" "Damn Naya, you sound so serious, where are you? I'm in the city, so we can discuss this face to face" she replied in a business tone. "I'm at Steffie's apartment, I'll text you the address" "Alright, I'll see you soon. Hang in there Nay" she said, disconnecting.

I slumped down in the couch, my head in my hands. I still can't believe what happened, why would they do this to her? Five minutes later, the doorbell rang, but I didn't move. Sam quickly got to the door, letting Demi in. "Eh, is Naya here?" Demi asked her, probably wondering who Sam was. "I'm here Dems. That's Sam by the way, a good friend of Steffie's" I added, in a way of introducing them. "Pleasure to meet you" Demi said all bubbly. "Yeah, you too" Sam replied nervously, "You know, normally I would freak out, because the Demi Lovato and Naya Rivera are in my apartment, but given the situation, I'll just keep my fangirl inside and on the down low" she said with a small laugh. "Given the situation? Naya what's going on? What was the favour you needed me for?" Demi directed at me, finally seeing how miserable I was. Looking up at her, tears formed in my eyes, "They took her, I don't know who did it, but they want cash. About $500.000 and I can't just take it from my bank account without it looking suspicious" I told her, trying not to burst out in tears. "Who needs cash? And wait a minute, who did they take?" Demi asked, curse her slowness. "I don't know who they are, but they kidnapped Steffie" I explained her. "Why don't you call the cops? They could raid the place and get her out, then you wouldn't need the money to bargain" "No! No cops, they said they would harm her or worse" I choked out, wiping away some stray tears. "I don't want her to get harmed Demi" I told her honestly, "Please say you help me?" I begged her. "I think I can pull some strings and get you the cash without it looking too suspicious" she answered after some thinking.

Steffie POV

Waking up I had a severe headache and my vision was pretty blurry. The only thing I could see was a small window, located high in the wall and I could only feel a mattress I was lying on. Not knowing where I was or even what time it was I slowly got up, wanting to check my surroundings. Due to the lack of light it was hard to see a thing, so I quickly gave up and got back on my mattress, not knowing what else to do.

After a while I heard a creaking noise, signalling an old door opening.
"Ah you are awake. Good, I like it better that way" I heard a voice, I recognised it, it was Rick. "What are you going to do?" I asked him, but then I felt a hard slap against my cheek, leaving a stinging pain. "Shut up! Just shut up and nothing bad will happen to you" he grunted, pulling something out of his pockets. Suddenly he grabbed both of my hands, zipping them together on a pole with some cable binders. "Now don't make a sound or I'm going to smack you again" he threatened, fumbling with his shirt, taking it off. When his was off he started on mine, then I knew what his plans were. No. Please no, let this be a nightmare. Why me and didn't John say they weren't going to hurt me? Or did the 3 days pass already and didn't Naya pay?
"No! Please don't do this to me! Please!" I begged him, wriggling away from him as far as I could. "Shut up!" Rick yelled in my face, smacking it afterwards. I yelped in pain, tears leaving my eyes. "Please stop" I cried out, when he pulled me on my back, ripping my bra off. "I thought I told you to shut up!" he yelled, again smacking my face. He clumsily unbuckled his pants, pulling them off afterwards, a bulge clearly visible in his boxers. Whimpering in pain, I tried to get away, but my hands were too tightly attached to the pole. He roughly started playing with my boobs, biting and kneading them, giving me nothing but pain. "Stop it, please, you're hurting me" I cried out louder, hoping someone would hear me, anyone would do. I tried rolling on my stomach so he wouldn't be able to bite me anymore, but no luck. "Shut up, you filthy bitch" he said, slapping my face time after time, before yanking me back on my back, the cable binders cutting deep in my wrists.

He pulled off my pants and boy shorts, his hands roaming all over my body. "No please" I whispered, my face soar from all the punches he dealt. I felt light headed and my vision became blurry again. "Please, stop it" He slapped me again, then everything went black.

AN; might not update for a while, exams are about to start again.