Disappearing In Twos

Chapter Four

Dinner was like hell, but it was far worse. His scanning eyes penetrated my very soul leaving me feeling vulnerable and in danger. We were escorted back to our room and I entered our room as Sara followed behind, and then---

He took her.

He took her with him to his bedroom for the night and locked me down here.
I screamed. I cried. I banged on the door, but everything I did was in vain. I was ignored. I couldn't do anything. I was helpless.

"Sara!!! Sara!!!! Give her back!!! Give me back my sister!!! You Jackass!!!"

My poor sister...

Morning came at a painstakingly slow crawl. I heard nothing at night which should've given me some sort of relief, but with this bastard I couldn't be too sure of the horrors he could be doing to my precious sister.

I wanted her by my side. I wanted her safely away from that sick-o. I would rather her be down here in this room while I took the brunt of this situation. I didn't dare sleep last night... I couldn't... I couldn't because I didn't deserve it. I couldn't keep her safe and I sure as hell didn't know what was happening to my precious little sister. It was torture waiting without knowing what he was doing to her... But I want prepared for what I was about to see...

'Bang, Bang'.

A brief knock followed by the door flying open and Sara being dragged into the room. She was bruised from head to toe, rope burns wrapping around her wrists and ankles, cuts scattered on her visible skin- which was practically her whole body since she was stripped to her underwear- some still bled meaning they were from not too long ago, and hickeys appearing here and there still raw and purplish. She was gagged and I wouldn't be surprised if she had been drugged to make dragging her here easier. I was shocked, angry, and worried.

"Sara! Oh my god, Sara... What did he do to you..." I wept as I cradled her in my arms. I lifted my tear stricken face to the maniacal laughter of the serpent that stood before me and against all warnings in my brain, I stared him down.

"You bastard!" Anger seethed out of every pore of my being- surprising more than just myself- and I felt Sara cringe and tense up in my arms. Sara... I softened and held her gently in my arms. I looked back to him and just sat there silently this time.

"Get her cleaned up and dressed. She looks like a mess," he snickered, "I'll see you angels in a few. Be dressed for breakfast, and wear a smile."

He smirked at me and turned away closing the door locking us in once again. After an hour Sara was alert once again and was cleaned up and wearing a long morning gown. I readied myself in a yellow sundress that fell to my knees. I prepared Sara's hair in a strict bun and left mine falling in curls down my back. When it came time for makeup I left myself with a slightly natural look with light pink lip gloss.

Next, I started Sara's makeup and gave her a completely natural feel. I covered up any bruises or scars with a heavy concealer though they still were slightly visible. Within a few moments the door swung open and in walked our kidnapper.

Sara trembled as he looked at her. I stood next to her as he walked towards us. He stopped and looked at me grinning. His eyes lit up and were filled with desire. He leaned in closely and whispered into my ear, "You're next."

It was exactly what I wanted. She'll be safe tonight...

Breakfast ended quickly, but we were forced to stay there for awhile longer to restart introductions.

"My name is Sara..." she stated dully avoiding eye contact.

"My name is Rose," I said looking him in the eyes.

"I," He paused to build suspense that wasn't even there, "Am Caden."