Kidnapped... ~Jai Brooks Fanfiction/Completed~

Part 7

I slammed the door open so forcefully that it must have left a mark on the wall.

"Bitch" he yelled behind me. I looked around me and round to the only direction that wasn't a deadlock. It quickly led me to a stairway which I run down on with practically two steps considering the door was just at the end of it. I tried to open it but it was locked. Panic rushed through me. A pair of keys laid on the living room's coffee table. I grabbed them hopeful they would be the ones I needed. I heard Jai's footsteps getting closer and my heart was about to explode. Adrenaline hit me harder than a rock. I wasted two seconds because of my shaking hands. Those two seconds cost me my freedom as the moment I opened the door, a pair of hands wrapped around my torso pulling me back.

"No" I screamed and kicked.

"Let me go!" I tried to hit him but he felt no pain at all.

"You're gonna be very sorry about that" he said and locked the door without releasing his hold.

"Stop. Leave me alone" I hit him again but it wasn't enough.

"I think I deserve a prize for catching you, don't I?" he smirked and a shiver went through my spine. I struggled with the heartless body that was keeping me from my freedom but it wouldn't help me. He was much stronger.

He tied up my hands and lifted me so he could carry me upstairs again. The thoughts abusing my mind were unable to be spoken. All the things he would do to me. The pain that I was about to receive. I did not deserve that. I hadn't done anything to deserve it. We were now back in the bedroom. I felt numb again. I was aware about what he'd do but I couldn't prevent it. I had to suffer it. Why? Why doesn't he just kill me now? That's the plan anyway. I was devastated but didn't cry. I had no more tears. They were all spilled for Lauren.

He threw me on the bed and replaced the rope around my wrists with the cuffs.

"I think it's time to teach you a lesson baby girl" he smiled craftily.

"You're disgusting" I clenched my teeth.

"Watch your mouth" he raised his voice. Maybe going along would be a better option. I would do anything to stop him.

"Don't do it. Please" I said desperately.

"Shhh you'll enjoy it baby, I promise" he whispered in my ear, biting my lobe lightly. He moved to my neck kissing it softly, leaving a wet trail while moving downwards. I felt disgust of my own skin. My stomach was knotted.

"Stop" I pleaded but he didn't react. His hands moved around the corners of my face, my neck, over my breasts and down to my stomach. I never really was a believer but times like these I found myself praying. Hoping for a miracle. But what miracle was supposed to happen when his hands are already beneath my bra? I almost wished he had killed me next to Lauren. Everything would be must easier. I'd be with her, not him. I would be safe with the only friend I ever had.

I looked anything but him. I focused on my blue hair laid messily across the pillow. It reminded me of the sky. The way it would never be the same from inside. Not as bright.

"Stop" I repeated harshly. He let out a chuckle before his hand made it's way down my underwear. I closed my eyes unable to deal with it. Just when he was about to force his hand in my panties, something answered my prayers.

"Fuck" he whispered. The doorbell...