Kidnapped

Chapter 13

I screamed louder and louder by the second. "Oh I see you found your roommate." Shane said, shrugging.

"Roommate? What the hell is your problem?" I screamed at him.

"What? It's not like you knew her or anything." He yelled, moving closer to her lifeless body.

"I did know her dumbass!" I screamed louder.

"Then what was her name?" He asked.

"Stacey!" I yelled.

"Oh. Oh well. Your loss. My gain." Shane said, shrugging.

"Really? That's all you have to say!" I screamed.

"Look here missy. I put up with your shit just now and I'm done. I suggest you shut the hell up. Go sit down somewhere!" He screamed.

"Fuck. You." I said before walking away. Before I could get a foot away, Shane yanked my hair making me fall to the floor with a yelp. He grabbed my neck and pulled me to my feet. I started to scream louder and louder as he dragged me to the basement. He was howling with laughter.

He threw me into a seat and locked my hands and feet to it. I struggled to get out of it, but it was no use. My hands and feet started to bleed at all of the struggling I was doing. "Please stop!" I screamed.

"No! You disobeyed me so you need to be punished! You had your chance!" He yelled waving a knife in front of my face. My head turned to the side so I could get away from the blade.

Shane ripped my pants off and my shirt. He started to make angry slashes all over my body. My body had gone limp after he dug the knife into my shoulder.

My screams echoed throughout the small basement. Shane unlocked the cuffs and I fell to the floor. My head hit the concrete and I felt the blood start to leak from it.

Shane pulled me up by my hair causing me to scream. He dragged me to a door that I hadn't noticed before. When we walked inside, the room reeked of death and there was a mattress with blood on it. I started to panic as many thoughts came into my head.

He chained my hands and feet to the bed. As I struggled to move, my hands and feet started to bleed worse. He ripped what was left of my clothes off so I was bare.

"No! Please stop! Stop! Just leave me alone, please!" I screamed, still trying to get away. Blood was dripping down my arms and off of the mattress.

Shane stripped down, throwing his clothes on top of mine. He walked over to me and lined up. I kept moving out of the way which made him have to grip my waist. He held me down, making sure to leave bruises.

He moved into me causing me to scream in agony as he tore through me. He was moving fast. My body had gone limp. The only thing I could do was scream and whimper when he slapped me in my face.

"Scream for me. Do it." He growled.

"No." I said quietly.

"Do it!" He yelled.

"You can't make me!" I snapped.

This caused him to move faster. I couldn't give him the satisfaction of me screaming. My mouth was pressed into a line and I was biting my cheeks and I could feel the blood coming from the bite marks.

My head started to bang against the wall. He had no mercy as he continued to hit me harder. He slammed into me one last time while releasing inside of me. My head slammed against the wall causing my vision to go blurry. Shane slapped me one last time before I was out.

I woke up what I think was two days later. My head was in a pool of blood and my ankles and feet were blood covered, too. I was still chained to the bed and still bare. My body was drenched in blood. I had new marks on my body.