Chapter 5
My eyes widened. I should've know it was him. It's very Jack to do something crazy like this. He looked up at me with a smile, confirming my suspicions.
"How's the view up there, babe? " He snarled, baring all teeth like the monster he is. I tried to lash out at him verbally. But the tape covering my mouth prevented me from doing so, and my voice came out weak and muffled. Jack threw his head back and cackled, chilling me to the very marrow in my bones. He was enjoying my misery. He walked up to me and ripped the tape off. The skin was left burning, and before I could process anything that was happening, he began to rip off the strips of tape starting at my ankles. Each strip of tape came off with a "rip", and I knew I'd look like a lobster when he was finished. I soon realized, that I was also naked.
"Great, the icing on this delicious cake."
Soon, my breasts were hanging out for the world to see. I felt so ashamed, humiliated. I just wanted to crawl into a hole and die. Finally, the duct tape was off my body, and I crumpled to the floor. I thought this was it, but Jack didn't have enough fun. He started taking punches to my face, my neck, shoulders, my body. As he strayed putting his hands all over my body, I heard faint high pitched screaming. Were they screaming at the sight of me? Horrified to see such an ugly and shameful mess?
"You should have stayed with me," he whispered in my ear, warm breath fanning my face.
"You're fucking crazy," I choked out I my dry, cracked lips, body limp. My voice was hoarse, and Jack chuckled. He banged my head against the concrete before walking away, slamming the door to the rooftop as he went. I was too weak to help myself, so I lay there on the cold cement, waiting for death to come. I heard the sound of boots slapping on the fire escape. Oh god. Someone was going to see me in this horrible, weak, broken state.
I could hear them panting, and I knew they had seen me when they uttered a "bloody hell". My vision was blurry, but I could tell it was a man. He rushed over to my naked form, and I felt a warm flannel being wrapped around me. It smelled kinda nice, and I was dozing off when he gave me a good slap to the face.
"Sorry. But you have to stay awake. You have a possible concussion and if you fall asleep, you might not wake up. Stay awake for me Della. Come on." He knew my name. His voice was deep and soothing, and I gave him a weak nod. I tried to stay awake, and I could hear him speaking on the phone. I tried so hard to stay awake. So hard, so hard...
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