Save Me from Myself

Chapter 61

*Violent and inappropriate descriptions in this chapter, just a warning*

Addison's POV

Its been days since Sophie left. Fred was right, I do want to die. I'll spare you the gory details, because I don't want to relive any of it. But I will say what they did to me, excluding the last thing. I would rather not talk about that. First, they beat me until I coughed up blood. Then, the took knives to my skin all over me. If I get through this, I'll have millions of scars. They started cutting my legs and thighs, then my hips, then my upper body, then my forearms. Lovely, right? Then, they put metal right above a fire and burnt me all over. I can still feel my skin blistering and boiling. And you know what happened next. And there was more than two people involved. I'm 13 years old, why did it have to happen to me?

I've dealt with a lot of pain in my life, but this is the worst I've ever felt. Every single part of my body ached and burned. They tortured me like that everyday. EVERYDAY. It felt like years. Where the fuck was Cali and Sophie?? They should be here by now. It's been 3 days, it can't be that hard to find me. Are they even trying?? I'm being raped and tortured, and I'm not sure how long I'll last. I know how negative I sound, but its the truth. I'm worried that they won't find me in time. And if they do, things will never be the same. I'm sure of that.

"Addison, get up." Fred exclaimed as he walked in. I wanted to kill him, right then and there. But he's stronger than I am, he would kill me first.

"You know, I would really love to, but I'm tied to a fucking chair with wires, thanks to you. So, sorry. I can't. Get out, your presence makes me want to gag." I mumbled. Okay... I really should've worded that better... He raised his eyebrow at me and I groaned, "Not like that, fucking perv. You and your friends rape me over and over again and you have the nerve to come back and talk to me?"

He rolled his eyes, "Oh you know you loved it. Don't try to sent it because its not the 'Christian' thing to do."

"Go fuck yourself. I didn't, at all." And then there goes my big mouth... "And frankly, you're so small I could barely tell anything was happening. I wouldn't have noticed if it weren't for your obnoxious moaning. And I'm not Christian, so go fuck yourself again."

He snorted, "Isn't that what I have you for?" He asked, untying me. I groaned and flipped him off. This guy's such a douche.

"Anyway, we need to go. I've been hearing sirens for the past 10 minutes, your friend is probably trying to help the cops find us and arrest us, so get up and get in the van. Don't try anything stupid, every single one of us is fine with shooting you." He threatened.

Ugh so rude. "Fine. But I call shotgun."

He smirked, "Nope. Get in the back."

When we got out there, all the guns were pointed at yours truly, me. My favorite, having guns shoved in my face.

Then I heard the siren.

"CALI!! SOPHIE!!!" I screamed, but Fred pushed me into the back of the Van. "YOU DOUCHEBAG, LET ME GO. CALI!!!! CALI I'M HERE!!!"

"SHUT UP BRAT." Fred yelled.

"ADDY??? WHERE ARE YOU?" I heard my sister scream. My heart was racing, and I couldn't organize my thoughts.

"Say anything else to her and we'll shoot her." Fred hissed.

I saw her out of the corner of my eye, and I considered everything. "CALI. I'M IN THE VAN!!!" She's too smart for them, she'll be fine.

Everyone shot at her, but she was quick. She pulled out a gun and shot them all in the chest. I'm guessing she was trying to not kill them, but they were gone. She's always been an awful shot.

"DRIVE." Fred ordered the driver. "I'll take care of the girl."

"NO. DON'T HURT HER." I begged.

He shrugged, "Have to. She's more collateral damage, and a burden. Sucks, because she's awfully pretty. But you just had to out her life on the line."

"No... please..." I cried. The driver started driving away, and Fred pulled the trigger on my sister.

"CALI!!!" I screamed, tears running down my face like a waterfall.

I saw her get up, holding her stomach, "I'M OKAY. I'LL FIND YOU, I SWEAR. I LOVE YOU, IT'LL BE OKAY." She screamed, trying to get up. The van speeded away, and the cops shot at us. But we got away, much to my dismay.

I sat down on the uncomfortable seats and looked at Fred. "You didn't kill her."

"Figured someone that pretty shouldn't go to waste. Maybe we should've gotten her instead."

I sighed in a mixture of frustration and relief. I'm still stuck with them, but Cali is okay, and the cops are chasing us. They'll find me again, I know it. I just have to be patient and deal with what comes.

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♡♡Christal