Blackout • NH

Chapter 27

Jodie's POV

"Do you think she'll survive?"

"I don't know man, she was cut by a glazer. Only time will tell in the next few hours.

"She would have shown some physical changes by now though. Usually their skin starts to turn pale and begin to bleed. She's only bleeding from the cut and the broken tibia. Unless she is going through the changes slowly. You brought her last night. They change within 24 hours, it's been 20 hours already!"

"She's probably one of the slow turners. We had someone like that in one of my previous groups before."

"Why did you bring an infected girl to this camp Elliot!"

"I don't know! We are short on women and I brought us a woman."

"Yeah, an infected one. She's gonna kill everyone in this city once she turns."

"Well, maybe we can have some fun with her before she turns."

"You're such a dumbass, you'll get infected that way too!"

I open my eyes to voices I am hearing. I look at 3 people standing in the corner of the wooden room. Elliot and two other faces I don't recognize. I go to move but then I hiss in pain. I look to my leg to see what looks to be taped up with medical wrap. My arms are still bonded together with a tie strap.

"She's awake!"

"Can I have a moment alone with her?" Elliot asks the other members.

"Sure." One of them replies. They all walk out of the room and shut the door. Elliot locks it behind them.

"Well hello there sweetheart. How are you feeling?" Elliot asks sincerely.

I give him a look of disgust and spit right in his face.

He begins to laugh and wipe the spit with his bare hands. He suddenly grabs my wrists and pulls me to the edge of the bed. My leg moving slightly and causing me to gasp in pain.

"Look bitch, I was gonna give you a second chance but you fucked that up."

"Well it was already fucked up. I'm infected remember?" I say, in an annoying tone.

"That doesn't mean we can't have some fun before you become possessed. By the glaze and become a glazer." He chuckles.

My eyes widen. He grabs me and pulls me to him and attaches his lips to my neck and begins sucking on it. I slap him square in the face and he looks furious.

"You fucking bitch." He grabs my neck and begins to pull on my shirt and rip it open. Some buttons breaking off in the process. I can't scream for help but I punch back with my tied up hand and dig my nails into his face as hard as I can before he lets go. His cheek is bleeding.

He angrily pushes me onto the floor and I land hard. The pain in my leg becoming unbearable. He cuts the twine my hands are bonded with and pulls my hands behind my back and puts a new tie strap on. He pushes me down and begins to rip open my top and unbutton my pants, now going for my belt. I can't fight back because my leg is too weak to move and my arms are tied too tight. I use my free foot to kick him but he grabs it and crawls in between my legs. Leaving me helplessly unable to move or fight back.

I'm scared. But I am also angry. Suddenly I get this feeling that someone is watching. More like something is watching.

I began to scream for him to stop but he continues to undo my belt.