Satisfy

Chapter 5 - Part Two

Most of this is really descriptive (this chapter may not be but the ones coming soon will). I know it's disgusting, but shit like this happens everyday. You have to face the fact, it's nothing new.


it's DISTURBING, if you don't want to read it then skip the chapter. I WARNED you.







Chapter 5 • How It Started






Buried alive here inside a nightmare, living a life where you're gone. There is no light here, It will be light-years until my mind's clear.









September 20, 2011







"Chanel, let it go." He sighed as he tried to work out his math homework while listening to the baby monitor for any indication that Angel woke.



"How I'm suppose to act knowing you went out with another female and we together!"



Chanel was standing above him, her eyes filled with pain. Her hair that stopped just above her shoulders were thrown into a messy bun, she had took her make-up off, and walked around naturally. He loved when she did.


"I already told you, me and Taylor just friends!"



"You don't go on dates with other females, D especially my friend at that!"



Normally, Chanel wouldn't argue over a bitch, she didn't care who the female was but she could never break her and D' Mario. Now, it was like he was talking to a new person, he knew that she knew he only had eyes for her. He didn't understand why he couldn't have female friends.



"You just like yo' daddy," She shook her head and before Mario could stop himself, he had already let the B word slip out. He told her how much he hated his dad, the one that beat on him everyday and constantly cheated on his mother when he was younger though he barely remembered. Nor did he remember his mom but he remembered the moans and groans that came from down the hall.



"Don't play that, Chanel!" He had her pushed against the wall, she already knew he had a hard time controlling his anger. He didn't know why she was provoking it.



"You just like yo' DADDY!" She said again, putting her hand in front of his face.


"Move yo hands, Nel."


"And you ain't gone be nothing but a cheater, just like him!"



His fist connected with the thin wall right next to her head. He let his forehead fall against her shoulder just as Mrs. Robinson pulled the door open.



She gasped when she saw the tears running down her daughters face, the killer look in Mario's eyes and the hole in the wall, right next to Chanel's head.



Chanel pushed him from her before wiping the constant tears from her face.



"I'm sorry.." She whispered before she walked out the room. D frowned at that, he frowned at the way she said it. Like she was more surprised about her outburst than him.








Chanel continued to walk down the side walk in the pitch black sky. She was planning on walking to Taylor's house just to talk about how she felt towards D' Mario. It was evident she liked him, every time she caught Taylor and D'Mario talking Taylor had a glint in her eyes.. The same glint she gave D'Mario and the same one he gave her.



She knew D'Mario wasn't sweating her because he looked at her like any other person he talked to. It was the fact that they were hanging out. He was leading Taylor on, giving her false help of something that could never be.



Chanel knew how Taylor could be. In the beginning, she didn't care about female friends but she cared about this one.



Even though she still had baby fat, Chanel wasn't insecure about her body. It couldn't be that.



She dug in her back pocket before pulling out a picture of Angel, two weeks after she was born. Her thumb brushed her cheek, she could see D'Mario in Angel's innocent eyes. It was so surreal to her, she couldn't believe she made Angel. The day Angel was born, she could almost fit into the palm of D' Mario's hand.



A shadow near the trees caught her eyes. She looked up to see nothing there. She was about to lower her eyes to look back at the picture when hands flew over her mouth and eyes.



The paper crumbled in her hand as she struggled in the persons hold. Her screams were muffled by the hand, she tried to bite it. She tried to kick and punch but something was wrapped around her hands. It was strong but gentle.



"Get her to stop moving!" Someone hissed.



"I can't." Someone replied back as a cold hand lifted her arm before something sharp was pushed into her vein. She screamed even louder as pain went through her body before it came to a stop. It didn't die down slowly, it just stopped.



Both voices sighed as her body fell into someone's arms. She could hear the sound of a van door sliding open. More pain cursed through her body as she was thrown in the back. Something was tied over her eyes before she heard the door slide close.



Her mouth suddenly felt like it was filled with cotton. She tried to move her hands but she couldn't. She felt paralyzed, she could only move her head. A tear fell down her face as she tried to move in frustration. She couldn't even speak, her throat was so dry.



Twenty minutes later, she gave up and stayed silent. Trying to figure out where she was and who she was with. The voices - that she identified as a male - carried on a conversation like everything they just did was normal.




She felt the van slow down before she heard the sound of the tires crushing against rocks.



There was a swift turn to the right before the car came to a stop.



She heard the car doors open before slam close. Then the van door was ripped open and a chuckle rose.



"Welcome home, princess." The voice said before she was lifted over someone's shoulder. She almost gagged at the smell of his cologne.



The van door slammed closed before the shoulder bone of the unknown man was pushed into her rib as he walked. She tried to scream but still she couldn't.



They came to a stop before she felt him dig in his pockets before the sound of keys clacking together rang in her ears. She heard the key being pushed into its lock. She imagined the figure turning the key before pushing the door open. The door was pushed open before she heard more footsteps. She could feel another presence behind her.



She felt a warm hand push her hair back from her face before they took a step into the house - well, that's what she guessed it was. She continued to hear two pair of foot steps as she felt herself being taking down stairs. The cold air of the room caused goosebumps to cover her skin. Both footsteps stopped before she was dropped on a thin mattress.



Whatever was on her eyes was removed. She let her eyes adjust to the light before she felt a cold hand on her ankles. She turned her head so she could look down. The man pulled off her shoes before tugging on her jeans.



She quickly shook her head while he looked up and chuckled before tugging them off her body. He picked up a pair of scissors before cutting open the fabric off her shirt and bra. He pulled on her panties before cutting them til she was naked with only her pink sox on.



This was what you heard about in the news. You never suspected it would happen to you. It was horrible.
The feeling of helplessness.
It was worse than you could imagine.



"C'mon, Cole." Another voice replied before coming out of the corner if the room. He picked up a blanket before draping it over her body. She took in both of their features while a tear went down her cheek.




Cole was mixed she guessed but if you only noticed if you took in his hair. He was mostly white, brown locks, and dark blue almost black eyes. He looked dirty.



"Feed her, I'll be back." Cole told the still unknown man before he exited the room. She could hear his heavy boots hitting the boards of the stairs.



She turned her hand watched the male walk to the corner of the room where a fridge was. She then noticed how dull the room was though it was more of a basement. It was dark, only two lamps on each side of the room. The only furniture was a small couch and the mattress she was currently laying on and the small TV on the floor. The walls were white, no windows, just two door. She already knew one lead upstairs.



The smell of oatmeal wafted through the room before the man was next to her. His brown skin reminded her of D'Marios's.



Where was D' Mario? Did he know she was missing? That she had been abducted?



The spoon came to her lips before she shook her head.



"Eat it." He demanded. She shook her head.



He grabbed her chin before opening her mouth and placing the spoon on her tongue. He let the soggy wheat fall onto her tongue before he closed her mouth and demanded her to eat it.



She looked in his eyes before spitting the food onto his shirt. He groaned before his hand connected with her face. No sound left her mouth but she knew if she could, a whimper along with a stream of curses would of flew out.



She glared at him as he dipped the spoon back into the bowl before pushing the spoon into her mouth. She did the same thing and was resulted with a fist connecting to her jaw.



This time, tears fell down her face and he smirked at the fear in her eyes. She needed to know what would be her consequences if she did stupid shít like that.



"Do you wanna starve?" He asked while she shook her head, no.



"Then open your fùcking mouth." He told her before pushing another spoonful into her mouth.




This time she swallowed.