Oh So Priceless

Chapter Seven

Blaire's POV
I slowly opened my eyes, my head pounding. I sat up, feeling like I was about to puke. Then, I saw him, and my heart dropped right into my feet.

"Travis?" He smirked, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed.
"Hello, Blaire. Fancy seeing you here." I tried to stand, but my ankles and wrists were tied to something on the wall behind me.

"Travis, what are you doing here? Are you helping them?" He laughed slightly, raising an eyebrow.
"Helping them? More or less. See, I get something out of this. Something from you that I couldn't get previously." I shook my head, realizing what he meant......and my heart instantly dropped.

"No. Travis, don't. Please. I don't want this. It's so wrong." He came closer, and knelt, putting his face close to mine.
"We can do this one of two ways. You can cooperate, and we can do this easily, or you don't....And we'll do this the hard way. And if it's so wrong....why does it feel so right?" I shook my head, tears blurring my vision, and I felt like I wanted to throw up.

"Travis, please don't. I'm begging you, don't. You've already taken my parents and siblings. Please. Don't do this." He laughed, and then pulled his arm back, slapping me. I squeezed my eyes shut, my cheek stinging.

"I'm glad you don't even know how many girls have fallen for me. You're the first one who's refused to do it with me." I opened my eyes, glaring at him, and a white-hot fury spread through me, despite the fear.
"I feel bad for every one of those girls who has given in to you and your deception. And there's no way in the world I'm going to give in to you and your selfish, sinful desires." He laughed cruelly, kneeling beside me and his hands started wandering.

"Oh, you don't even have to give in. I can still deal with you this way." And then, despite my screams and pleas, he did it. The guy I thought loved me......He raped me, and beat me up afterwards. A couple hours after, he came back, dragging me into another, colder and darker room. He basically threw me in, my head spinning as it smacked the ice cold concrete floor. I crawled a few feet away, and emptied the contents of my stomach on the floor, crying. Then, I heard a gasp, and I felt a familiar, gentle hand on my shoulder.

"Oh, Blaire. What did they do to you?" Poppa whispered, and I only cried harder, crawling over and snuggling close to him.

"You'd hate me if I told you." I whispered, and he sucked in a sharp breath.
"Did he rape you, love? I need you to tell me, and tell me honestly." He said quietly, holding me close to him. I choked down a sob, and forced myself to nod. I clung to him, the sobs coming, and they shook my whole body. He simply held me closer, and I felt his chest shaking with silent sobs. Then, I heard him quietly singing a song by Mercy Me.

"I know you're able, and I know you can save through the fire with your mighty hand. But even if you don't, my hope is you alone. I know the sorrow, and I know the hurt would all go away if you'd just say the word. But even if you don't, my hope is you alone." I choked down another sob as he wrapped his jacket around my shoulders. We had to stay strong. We just had to. I didn't have any idea how we would though.