WARNING // DISTURBING SCENES ARE IN THE CHAPTER. 1677 words, not as much as I wanted but if I upload this already, maybe I'll have a chapter done by thanksgiving.
Chapter 6 • No Chance Of Hope.. Flashbacks of the Past
October 31, 2011
"Look!" Cole said as he burst out laughing before pushing the newspaper to the man Chanel knew as Money. Apparently, he liked it so much. He gave his self the nickname.
Money burst out laughing too before shoving the newspaper in front of a drugged up Chanel.
"They're looking for you," he chuckled in disbelief, "like they'll find you."
Chanel squinted her eyes as read the paper.
Have You Seen My Child?
Name: Chanel Robinson
Age: 17
Height: 5'3
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Ebony
Last Time Seen: 9/20/11
At the top was her school picture along with more information about her.
Chanel just turned her head before glancing down at the C tattooed on her hand. Cole did it. The C looked as if it was done by a child in kindergarten, the curve of the C wasn't a perfect curved line. It looked as if his hands were shaking while he did it - which they were. Her hand ached a little but she was somewhat numb to the feeling due to the drugs they kept injecting into her though it was starting to wear off.
Today was the day of Halloween. She heard Cole and Money's plans of bringing the children into the house to see Chanel chained up. To give them a scare or even keep one. She was scared of that.
Childhood was a precious thing that some don't remember or didn't have the best memories of. She would hate if yet another kid would feel how she was feeling. Helpless, scared, and dead inside. Chanel thought of trying to escape multiple times but her body was paralyzed from shoulder to toe after every six hours. She knew they knew she did or she suspected they knew. The way they looked at her when she tried to think of the perfect plan, their eyes looked right through her.
Chanel glanced at the bowl of candy on the floor. Money had been taking the candy from the wrapper before breaking Rimonadant in half and pouring it on the candy before rewrapping it.
He said it was his nice way of giving kids both Tricks and Treats.
Rimonadant was a drug nobody really knew of. It was made to give the opposite side effects weed does but causes Depression that leads to Suicide most of the time.
He made her try at least three pieces. She wasn't hungry, she felt full.
"C'mon." Cole said before lifting Chanel up bridal style and walking out of the basement.
Since yesterday they started to let her go upstairs. The air seemed more fresh, the lavender smell instantly hit her nose every time. It felt like home though it was nothing like it. The walls were a cream white, the furniture leather brown and cream.
He sat her down on the couch before Money took a seat next to them.
"I was thinking.." He started before Cole turned his head in his direction.
"Thinking what?"
"Maybe we should let her see her parents, it ain't like she gone tell," Money turned his head to Chanel, "Ain't that right baby?"
Chanel looked at him with a blank expression as he chuckled and pecked her lips. Her lips laid in a thin line as her eyes closed in disgust as the smell of tobacco lingered on his lips and breath.
Cole pulled her away from Money before bringing her closer to him. He forced her head to lay on his shoulder while he breathed into her ear.
"Bath time." He whispered before picking her up again and heading to the bathroom UPSTAIRS.
He sat her limp body in the empty tub before picking up the blade off the counter. He pushed open the box cutter before snapping the band. She gave a slight scream as the blade cut into her skin.
"Shut up." He muttered before turning on the hot water and slightly turning the cold water tab.
He looked at the small puddle of blood in the clear water before walking off and closing the door. Chanel tried to keep her balance in the tub, she was scared she would slip under.
Her eyes closed as she felt the water rise higher and higher and her body slump down more. Her throat was so dry, all she could do was whimper as water started to drip out the tub. She closed her mouth as her chin went under.
Maybe this was where it was all supposed to end..
She went under til all that was above was her hair. The door was pushed open before she was lifted back up as the tabs were turned off.
"Shit. The floors wet." Money sighed, not caring that she almost drowned to death.
He took a wash cloth before washing her. He took forever to watch her forbidden parts. He looked up at her with lust while she continued to hold a blank expression.
He picked her up before taking slow and quiet steps down to the basement. He closed and locked the door before setting her on the mattress.
She turned her head so she didn't have to look at him. This was what he did every night when Cole was asleep. A glimpse of the picture of Angel showed from under the mattress. A small smile appeared on her face before a rough hand gripped her jaw and turned her head to face him.
He already had his díck out. He turned her over til she was laying on her stomach before positioning his self at her back entrance.
He pushed in with a groan as she just closed her eyes. Her body was numb to everything due to the medicine.
He pulled on her hair til she felt a few strands fall out along with a few trails of blood.
"Fuck yes." He groaned as he continued to rape her while gripping her ass.
Chanel closed her eyes tighter and cried softly..
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When Chanel woke up, for the first time she could actually move. She rose up, her muscles weak and sore along with the slight pain coming from between her legs. She was still naked, a few bruises sprawled across her body.
She slowly crawled to the bowl of candy on the floor since her body couldn't take it. She picked it up before grabbing hold to the wall and standing up.
She slowly opened the door so it wouldn't creek and walked it. She locked and closed the door behind her before throwing the different varieties of candy into the toilet. She flushed and flushed until the toilet wouldn't take anymore. She threw the bowl onto the ground as her body fell to the ground.
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"Open the fucking door!" A voice shouted as two pairs of fist banged against it.
She could hear the wooden door rapidly breaking as the heavy fist continued to make contact with it.
Chanel sat up as fast as she could. She was sweating, drips of sweat falling down her body. Her hair was damp and all she could think of was sadness.
Her hands went to her eyes as she tuned out the noise. Her eye sight kept going blurry as she tried to focus it.
Before she could notice, she was being pulled by her head out of the bathroom.
She cried out as her nails drugged into the hands of the person that she guessed as Money. His heavy grip and constant yelling told her he was mad. She couldn't here or see Cole but she knew he was there.
"Stop!" She cried as she felt herself being dragged up steps. Her nails dug into the floorboards til her hands were bloody from the wood and her nails were broken off.
"Shut the fùck up!" He shouted at her before squatting on his knees til they were face to face, "Chanel, don't fucking play with me."
She felt a needle being pushed into her vein before her body went paralyzed.
Money pulled her face closer and kissed her hard, "God I love you."
Chanel closed her eyes and cried at the pain coming from her scalp. She already knew she was bleeding.
Her hair was let go off before her head fell to the ground with a thump. She breathed slowly as a cold, wet rag was put on her head along with warm lips on her temple.
Cole was shocked..
The ten years that he knew Cole, he never seen him so angry. Cole loved Money but Money was starting to get a little too obsessive with both Chanel and him. Money gave Cole a sleeping pill at 10 PM just so he wouldn't be able to sneak out anywhere or go see Chanel. He wanted Chanel and Cole to himself when they agreed on a three-way relationship. They had been watching Chanel since she was thirteen. She probably didn't want them now but soon enough she would.
"He'll be gone soon." Cole whispered before the door bell rung.
She could hear heavy footsteps walking to the door as she moaned at the feel of the wet rag against her bleeding scalp.
"Trick or Treat!" she heard before Money said something that she couldn't make out. The door slammed shut before she could feel him standing over her.
"Stop babying her." Money told Cole before the rag was snatched away from her head. She moaned at the lost before opening her eyes a bit.
Cole shook his head before picking her up and walking upstairs. She closed her eyes again before she was put on a warm bed. she could feel a towel under her head for her still bleeding scalp.
Her body was lifted up.
"Please." She groaned, hopping Cole wouldn't do exactly what Money did to her.
"Shhh." He whispered before pulling the gown down her body, "just go to sleep."
Though Cole was pissed at Chanel, he couldn't help but feel bad for her.
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