Fate (Prequel to Captured)

Chapter Five: Abuse

When I arrived back at my house and went inside, I dumped the lifeless girl on the bed and shut the door, taking out an extra pair of handcuffs and tossing them on the nightstand in case I needed them. I sat on the edge of the bed just as the girl groaned and struggled to open her eyes. Once she had opened her eyes, I smirked. 

"Hey." I said, causing her to whip her head around and glare at me. 

"Who are you? What did you do to me?" she asked sternly. She didn't seem frightened, only shocked. 

"I kidnapped you." I said in an obvious tone, shrugging my shoulders. She looked around and then looked down at her lap as she sighed. She shook her head and I saw a single tear fall from her eyes. I was confused. I didn't understand her behavior at all. 

"Aren't you gonna threaten me? Tell me you'll escape no matter what? Hit me? Anything?" I asked impatiently as she remained motionless. Well, this took the fun out of everything. 

"No, it doesn't matter. Do whatever you want. I don't care." she mumbled. I rolled my eyes and grabbed her arm, spinning her around to face me. 

"Thanks for giving me permission." I said with a wink. Her eyes widened, but before she could say anything I kissed her. She gasped, but she didn't try to push me away like all the other girls before her had done. She just kind of went limp, and she didn't say anything. She didn't even fight back... wow. 

***

After I had my fun with her, I wasn't relieved like I should have been. Her not doing anything at all took all the fun out of it, and I had a feeling she knew that. I clenched my jaw and grabebd the handcuffs, clicking one around her wrist and the other around the headboard. Then I glared at her before rolling over so I didn't have to look at her. She disgusted me, and I wasn't even sure that I wanted to keep her. 

Right before I fell asleep, I could hear her sniffling as she sobbed into the pillow. I smirked. So she did care. She just wasn't showing it. Well, that made me feel better. 

***

The next morning when I woke up, I saw that the girl was already awake. I saw that her wrist was red, and I smiled. She was a sneaky one. She acted like she didn't care what I did to her, but when I was asleep she had tried to get out of the handcuffs. Too bad it didn't work. 

"Good morning." I said smugly, stretching and climbing out of bed as I got dressed. 

"Can you let me out of these things?" she asked softly. I glanced over to see that her eyes were red from crying, and she looked like she hadn't slept all night. She probably hadn't. 

"Hm, okay. If you tell me your name." I said with a shrug. She sighed and looked away as she took a deep breath. 

"My name is Amy Lethorne. Happy?" she asked, her mood darkening. 

"Yep." I said, getting the key to the handcuffs and letting her out. She stood up and rubbed her wrist, and then she just stared at me blankly. What now? I had no clue what I could do, so I just stood there awkwardly. 

"Why did you kidnap me?" she asked, seeming truly curious. 

"Because." I replied, not wanting to tell her any more than that. 

"Why did you rape me?" she continued, ignoring my answer to her previous question. 

"To get rid of my anger." I snapped. 

"Oh." she said, looking down at the floor again. I almost felt bad for her, but I quickly shook the thought away. I didn't know what her problem was, but at least now I knew she didn't like being here. She obviously had some emotions.