The Missing

19. Nightmare

Jenna's POV *3 months later* 

John still hasn't taken the two girls out of my room. Everyone else gets to be moved, but I am kept in this room. The brown haired girl, Haley, had the idea of beating him up, but how would we get out with Taylor and her daughter when we have no clue where either of them are. I am not saying that I don't want to get out, but if were going to try were going to die if we don't make it. What would be the point in that. 

John rapes Becca and Haley while were all in the same room. I hate it, the feeling of not being able to do anything to help. Plus knowing you're going to be next is the worst thing ever. I can't go through this anymore. I miss my family, my friends, I miss going to school, I miss my mom yelling at me for coming home late because at least I knew she cared. I don't even know what she is doing or how she is feeling. She can't help me with my problems anymore.

My dad can't make jokes about boys to me anymore, I can't mess around calling him old anymore. I would give anything to have them back. John stole my life and turned my dream into a nightmare. 

"Jenna," I hear Becca say, interrupting my thoughts. I look over to her, "are we going to get home soon?" She asks, and I don't know the answer to her question. She is the youngest one here. At least we all had our freedom longer than this girl did. I feel so bad for her, I feel bad for all of us.

I shrug my shoulders, "I don't know." I tell her and she looks at her feet. Becca is so pretty, she has perfect strait teeth and green eyes that from a distance they look brown, her skin is a little tan and her hair is the prettiest shade of dirty blonde. He hair is naturally wavy too, my hair is straight and boring. Then there is Haley, she is also pretty. Their hair is about the same length, my hair is very long. Her eyes are brown and her eyelashes are thick, its so pretty.

Enough talking about how everyone looks though. We lay on my blankets and watch the T.V. for a while then I hear the baby crying. I hope she is okay. So help me if John hurts that fucking baby I will make his life a living hell, but he has already done that. He can't do a lot of things he may want to do.

Taylor's POV *4 days later* 

John took me out of the house through the back yard, he brings me into a little shed. On the inside it has three blankets and a mattress. "This is where you will live from now on. You need to be quiet while you're out here because if I hear you scream once I will kill your baby girl while you watch, you got that?" He says and I nod not knowing what else to do. Before he leaves he takes my clothes off and rapes me, he kisses me repeatedly and touches me. All the while I'm trying to get away from him. He slips his tongue in my mouth and it takes a lot in me to not bite it so he will stop. I push him then he holds both my hands to the floor, digging his fingers into my wrists. This helpless feeling makes me so sad. I can't do anything. I am an item for him to use.

After what was probably 30 minutes he stops and lays next to me holding my ass. This is the most uncomfortable position to ever be in. He pulls a blanket over us and pulls me closer to him. He didn't give me my clothes and he don't have his on either so I'm facing this man naked and he has raped me several times. I just want to get up and leave, but he will hurt me.

After a while he falls asleep and I try to move away from him to get out of this shed and get help, but he pulls me even closer. "Where do you think you are going?" He asks barely opening his mouth. 

"No where." I tell him. He gets up and goes to his pants and grabs a cigarette and starts smoking it, he throws one to me. "Smoke it." He tells me, I pick it up and look at it, it's pot. This man is breaking so many laws. He lights the cigarette for me then I take a puff, like I said I used to smoke. I can smoke again. He starts to laugh, but my mind stays clear, well pretty clear. He looks at me sitting on the mattress covered in the blanket and he comes over and kisses me.

Why won't he just leave me alone for a while?

A/N

Yeah, so that happened 😬 This was the most sexual and uncomfortable chapter I have ever written. Yes, I am getting inspired by other real life stories, but most of them are my ideas. I'm going to move all the girls into a different room later on in the story and I will even get to moving them all into his backyard. He has a fairly large yard, in my mind he has the shed and then a small barn then a mobile home in his back yard. If you didn't realize yet Taylor is his favorite out of all of them, but he only likes her because she is the oldest and the easiest to manipulate. The one he likes for her looks is Becca and the one for her body is Jenna. 

Taylor will most likely be seeing Hope in the next chapter since she hasn't seen her since she gave birth.