Trapped

Chapter Four

there might (not sure yet) be some timeskips later on in the story

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I groggily opened my eyes and turned my head to the side. Mustiness wafted toward my nose, compelling me to crinkle my nose in disgust.

The events that happened came back to me in a flash.

I tried to sit up but something held me down. I looked at at my arms and legs, I was chained to a table! I shook myself trying to get out of the hold the chains had on me.

"Glad to see you're awake." someone giggled.

Tori.

My head snapped around to look at her.

"What the hell is going on?"

She just giggled. That giggle is getting irritating...

She came towards where I was lying and peered over my face. "Kayla, what did you hear when you were by the building?"

I stared at her. She just made it obvious that she's hiding something, but what?

"Aren't you going to answer my question?" she hissed.

I didn't say anything, just looked at her.

"So you aren't going to?" she asked.

I remained silent and was watching her movements.

She shrugged carelessly. "Okay, I guess I'm going to force you to answer my question."

Force?

She left the room and came back seconds later with a belt.

She went by my side and peered over my face. Is that going to be a habit?

Crack.

The deafning crack echoed throughout the room. I gasped. A stinging pain spread around the cheek Tori slapped.

I faced her and she smirked.

"Let me repeat the question. What did you hear wheng you were by the building?"

I scowled. "Nothing."

Crack.

This time she didn't slap me. Instead she whipped me with the belt making my skin sting with pain.

She sat on the table."We don't have to do this. Just tell me what you heard."

"I didn't hear anything! God! You're making it sound like you killed someone!" I yelled out irritated.

Her eyes widened, but she composed herself and grabbed the belt. She grabbed the hem of my shirt exposing my stomach and trailed her hand over it. I squirmed under her touch.

"You have no bruises whatsoever." she murmured to herself.

"And?"

She grinned evilly. "Looks like I'm gon' have to mark ya."

She held the end of the belt, making the buckle face my end and whipped it hard against my stomach.

"Arghhh!" I yelled out. Blood trickled out from the wound Tori made. The skin around it became a blotchy red.

"WHAT THE HELL." A voice boomed from the door.

I looked over to see the man from before. Images from that night flashed through my head making me nervous. Whats he going to do to me?

He came over to Tori and stared her down. "What. Were. You. Doing?"

She dropped her head and mumbled, "I was hitting her."