Gone

"He's Back" 43

My eyes threw themselves open the minute I had the chance. I looked around the best I could. My hands were tied behind my back, and I had a rubber mouth sex toy in my mouth. My feet were tied back up in the back to where my arms were. I gurgled but words weren't what came out. I looked around, barely, and saw another foot. I flopped like a fish until I saw who it was. It was Niall.

I jumped to his foot, and bounced by head on his legs. He looked down at me, which was when I noticed the huge gash along his forehead. There was dried blood around it, and a trickle dried by his eye brow. We had to be here for a long time. I looked around the van again. It was a van this time. Harry had his lips pursed together with tape in the corner. His hands were tied under his legs so he couldn't move. Niall had duct tape going around his face plenty of times. I squeezed my eyes shut, and curled back to the corner.

I was crying, I knew that much. I knew who done it, and I knew why. Also, I knew what they were capable of this time. I banged my head on the side and the floor to see if I could wake myself up from this nightmare, except it wasn't working. "Shut the hell up back there!" I kept hitting my head against the wall. I knew if I done it so many times, I'd have to wake up. I would wake up from this nightmare. "Pull the goddamn car over, Isaac. I'm finished with you screwing everything up." The car stopped, and when I sat up as far as I could, I noticed my blood on the floor. Thats when I realized this was real. The back door was lifted up, and the man slid inside. He had a scruffy beard, unshaven for weeks. His hair was still bald, but his head had some black and blue marks on it. He still had a beer belly, and his faded tattoo was still there. My eyes squeezed themselves shut, but when I heard a door closing, I saw he pulled down the back. "Get driving, Isaac!" The car rumbled alive, and began driving. "Now let's have some fun shall we? Oh thats so sad ... just having a baby ... my baby ... you are still sore, aren't you?" I was making wheezing noises since my cries weren't getting out fully. He pulled me closer by my hips, scraping my body on the ground. Niall was stamping his feet from behidn me. His hand was lifted above my face ... he was going to hit me. Instead he pulled the toy out of my mouth. "Please don't scream and make me put this back on you." My cries were now loud and free, but even worse.

He began to tug my panties down, and spread my legs. "Oh what have we here?" I cried out in pain, since I spread my legs, and my stomach was still in pain. " A C section? Naughty, naughty. At least that lets me do this," he said loudly as he slammed his body into my mine. I opened my mouth to scream but nothing came out. He repeated his actions until he filled me. I lifted my upper body to the side, and threw up a bunch of morphene pills. The man put his clothes back on, but left my panties in the corner of the van. He leaned up and whispered into my ear, "You aren't getting out this time." Then he crawled to Niall who was trying to stay calm. "You think she's the most perfect girl ... the minute you left you know what she tried to do? Kill herself. She tried to take herself right out of the world right after you left her alone in the room. Thats how much she hated you. Look, look at her throw up. Look at all those pills.... hundreds maybe?" Niall starred at me, I knew it. I couldn't bring myself to look at him. "She never once tried to contact you while you were gone. You were looking so hard for her, but she didn't care enough to search your Twitter. Ha! She has nothing to say." I finally looked back at him. "She didn't even tell you, that she enjoys what I do to her. She loves it. Look, she is looking back here for more. How're you going to get married and have kids if she doesn't even tell you she loves you. Oh wait - she does - but does she look at you like she does? I'm wondering is that was she sees? Do you love him, whore? Hmm? She tried to kill herself because of you. She doesn't even love her baby, her own flesh and blood, oh wait, some of mine is in there, and she doesn't even feed it. Has she fed her yet? No. Starving your baby, eh?"

"Kill me." I looked up, tears sliding down my face, and my bangs split in two, one on the left, one of the right. "Just fucking kill me already!" I slammed my head back against the floor as hard as I could. But he shook his head before laughing. "You fucking perv just kill me."

"Nah, uh, uh. Its Master to you. And no. Not yet. Let us have a little fuck, shall we." He looked at Niall deviously. "We're almost here." I closed my eyes, and tried to fall back asleep, thinking that was the only way to wake up.

I woke up on a peice of tarp. It made crinkling noises when I moved. Only Harry and Niall were here, and they were chained to a tree. I had my arms tried above my heads, and my legs spread apart by two different chains to two different trees. I was laying so no ones saw my private peices.

There was a fire a few feet away, no where any of us could possibly reach. Around the fire there were 5 people, 5 from the last time. It wasn't a dream. They noticed me twisting around, so they got up, one had a gun and positioned himself near my head. He pressed the barrel of the gun to my temple. I didn't say anything, but breathed heavily instead. Niall called out no, but a man slapped him, and said he won't shoot. He unchained Niall while a couple guys held his arms, one at his back with a knife. "You run, she dies." He bit his lip and moved with the men. They made him kneel between my legs, and slowly, calmy told him to grab my breast. I cried out in horror. Niall shook his head, holding his face. The main man, master got agigtated, and screamed, "Grab it!" Niall hunched forward over my body was didn't touch me. The man got on his knees, and grabbed Niall's palm, throwing it under my shirt, and closing his hand around me. Niall tried to pull back, but the man squeezed tighter. My bra began to soak thoroughly. Suddenly wet spots began to pop up on my shirt. The man grabbed Niall's other hand while Niall protested and screamed, and reached for my chest. My bra was beginning to drip down my down, my stomach, everywhere.

Master let go of Niall's hands who pulled back immediatley. "Are you a virgin?" The man asked in his ear. Niall just looked down at the ground far away. Their hands were dripping with Kennedy's milk. "Are you a virgin," the man asked calmly again. Niall still said nothing, so the man ordered the other men to hold Niall's arm's out. The gun being held to my temple was being cleaned senseless by my tears. The main man reached down toward Niall's hips and unbuckled his pants and pulled Niall out of his boxers.

That night was the worst night I had ever encountered. No one was ever treated like this when they were kidnapped, but my luck made me endure it.

They lifted Niall and carried him back to the chain where his hand was chained again. "I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry." Niall kept shaking his head.

"No, Niall don't blame yourself. It is okay. Look, I'm alive, I am fine, Niall really. It's okay." But I lied. I wasn't okay. This wasn't okay. I was anything but fine.

"Andrea-"

"Niall."

He looked down at his hands, and laid his head on the tree. I was still on the tarp, and I knew there were bugs crawling on me and in me but I just wanted to leave. While Niall and Harry slept and the men slept in a big tent, and tried thinking of a way to escape.

The morning arrived and the first thing that happened was master came out and greeted me coldly. "So how's my daughter?"

"She isn't your daughter, she's my daughter." He sat on the tarp, and put his hand in his lap.

"She is so in fact my daughter. You enjoyed what I did so much you even kept her." I spit in his face, hitting him in the eye. He stood up and slapped me. "I killed Kennedy and I'll kill you too."

"Go ahead." Adrianna can take car of Kennedy. I didn't want to be here. I didn't want to have any more contact with this man. He'd never leave me alone. "You don't have the balls." His eyes got red and black, while he rushed into the tent. The gun the man used while Niall was forced the rape me was now pressed between my eyes. Niall kept screaming no, don't do it, as well as Harry but I kept egging him on. "Go ahead, it will be my pleasure. You can't do it can you? Wimp. You were always a wimp. You could have killed me last time but you waited til now."

"Please stop don't kill her!" Niall had tears rushing down his face, but the man didn't listen. He aimed the gun lower, in my stomach, and a shot rang out.