Addison's POV
*Suggestive chapter warning*
After I hung up the phone with Cali, I sat there in silence, waiting for her to arrive. I thought about what would happen after they saved me. Would I go back to the foster home? Would I get to see Cali more often? Would my mom get out of jail? God I hope not, my mom's screwed my life up so much already. I just want to see my sister. We could go out for ice cream or something. I do love ice cream, maybe she does too. Or we could go to my favorite coffee shop, since I've been having a serious caffeine deficiency. I need my caffeine.
"Are you expecting someone?"
Shit. I turned over and looked at Fred, "What do you mean?"
He rolled his eyes, "Why are you even trying? I heard you on the phone. Game over."
I sighed, "Okay, you caught me. What are you going to do?" I asked curiously.
He smirked, "Well first I'm gonna take that phone of yours from your slimy little hands." He grabbed the phone harshly, then threw it against the wall. It shattered into pieces.
His smirk turned into an evil grin, a look that haunts me everytime I close my eyes. "Now, I'm going to take care of you. You're causing so much trouble. I think it's time you and I go up to the attic while my friends take care of your rescue team."
"Why would we go up to the attic?" I asked. I knew the answer before he even said it.
He leaned down close to me and whispered in my ear, "So we can be alone." And he ran his fingers through my hair and down the edge of my body. I shivered and wanted to scream.
He saw how uncomfortable he was, and he laughed, "Don't be scared baby. You should be used to it by now."
I spit on his shoes, "Fuck you."
He grinned, "Oh no, I'd rather fuck you." He walked out of the room and said, "Thomas, I have a plan."
They whispered back and forth, too quietly for me to listen to. Then, he came back in and picked me up, bridal style, not bothering to take off the rest of the ropes.
Then, he took me up to the attic and laid me down on the floor. He took my clothes off, and then put his hand over my mouth. He grinned, "I wouldn't want you spoiling my plans, now would I?" I whimpered and tried to get him off of me, but it was no use.
I tried to scream through his hands as he was doing things to me, but I don't think that made it better. I think it just made him get even more "turned on". Fucking gross. He was a gross human being that deserved to die in a pool of boiling oil. As he was still assaulting me, I heard a car door close.
He noticed too, and he put a finger up to his lips and shushed me. I did nothing. I stayed as quiet as humanly possible, then after about a minute, I bit Fred's nasty hand as hard as I possibly could and screamed bloody murder. He punched my jaw with an impressive amount of strength, but I just kept screaming.
"CALI. HELP ME."I screamed, and then Fred began choking me. He tightened his grip around my neck when he heard footsteps. I struggled to breathe, and I couldn't see right. My eyes began going splotchy, and I reached around breathlessly, searching for a solution. He continued to choke me, and then my eyes went completely black.
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K, I really hope that's the last *suggestive* chapter I do because I HATE WRITING THEM. I really do. Bleh. Okay, sorry it took me so long to update, I'm so unfocused right now. I will update again as soon as I can. Thank you for reading!
♡♡Christal
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