Haley's POV
"Get the fuck up," Greg growled, slapping me into consciousness, "We have more fun coming." My captor smirked down at my bruising face. I'd been stuck in this shit hole for what felt like weeks, but who knows. There's no way for me to keep track of time.
"Where's your faggot boyfriend now?" Greg spat. The only response I gave him was a light snicker. It amuses me how he thinks the names he calls my friends are original or that they even bother me. I've heard it all before.
"You wanna laugh? Then we're gonna have some real fun." Greg ran a large hand up my thigh. I immediately turned my head and squeezed my eyes shut. I can't stomach him even looking at me. Being in the same room as Greg nauseates me. I wish I could rip these chains off of the wall and wrap them around his neck until he turns purple and I hear the sickening crunch his bones being crushed beneath the pressure. But I know that's impossible. I'm weak; even if I were able to escape, I would never have the courage to kill him. I can only dream about it.
"Look me in the eyes when I fuck you!" Greg bellowed, jerking my chin in his direction with enough force that he could have broken my fragile neck. My bones had grown brittle over the passed days. Greg hadn't thought to feed me. He only gave me small amounts of water here and there if I was 'good'. Quickly, he pulled a small key out of his pocket and after unlocking them, he ripped my raw wrists from the shackles that had been holding me captive.
"Don't even think of running." He grunted huskily while kissing down my neck. I felt my whole core begin to tremor as Greg's mouth moved further down my body. Grabbing me roughly, he hurled me to the cement floor as if I was nothing but a rag doll.
"You want me to pleasure you? Of course you do, you haven't been fucked by a real man in months." He chuckled.
"Real men don't beat and rape women." I spat at him. His smug smile turned to a scowl. His filthy fists clenched and unclenched until he lifted his muscular arms to swing in my direction. My eyes quickly snapped shut just in time to feel his knuckles make contact with my jaw. I laid on the floor, shaking violently and rocking back and forth. I had tried so much at the beginning to not give him what he wanted; to show weakness. But I couldn't do it anymore. His abuse was too much to handle and I just wished that he would kill me already. I slowly peeled my eyes open to see Greg lifting his shirt over his head and ripping a small piece of fabric off. After rolling it into a ball, he forced it into my dry mouth.
"That should keep you quiet." He chuckled darkly. Standing over top of me, he ripped the remainder of his clothes off of his own body and ran a hand around my inner thigh. I was whimpering uncontrollably. I felt so weak. He was getting exactly what he wanted.
Suddenly, he slid two fingers into me. The tears erupted from my empty eyes and I couldn't help it. I tried squirming from underneath of Greg, but I was pinned in between his muscular thighs. There was no use wasting my precious energy in a futile attempt to escape. I was far too weak to get anywhere.
"Aw, babe, don't move." He whispered in my ear. He licked around my lobe and down my neck. And with that, he slid himself into me. I felt absolutely nothing. My whole body went numb. If there's a god, then I need to thank him for at least that. After what seemed like hours of Greg forcefully pushing in and out of me, he finally pulled out and stood up. I didn't even move. I couldn't, there was no energy left in my bones. It was over. There was no reason to fight anymore. Ricky was never coming for me. I bet no one even noticed that I was gone.
RICKY'S POV
"There has to be something that we can fucking do!" I shouted at Chris.
"She hasn't answered her phone! What the hell else do you want me to say?" He sighed, collapsing on the couch.
"We have to do something, we have to leave for the next state soon." Devin whispered from across the room. We were all in shambles and we had barely spoken since Haley went missing. She was family to them, but she was my love. And it was my fault that she was gone. If I wouldn't have been such an asshole she wouldn't have left.
"Phone... HER PHONE! That's it," I shouted, "Devin, come with me. You guys stay here we'll be back." Devin jumped out of his seat and followed me out of the bus.
"Where are we going?"
"The cops." I explained. After hailing a taxi, Devin and I climbed inside. I told the driver where we were headed.
"They already told us there's nothing much that they can do." Devin sighed, exasperated.
"Yeah, and I have an idea. We are going to fucking find Haley."
---A/N---
Thanks for being patient. It's taken awhile for me to feel somewhat better. Plus, I've been lazy as fuck over my Christmas break. I'm sorry this is so short and shitty but I'm trying to get back in the swing of things. I'm out of practice :/ Anyway, bare with me. I'll try to update as often as possible, but I don't know when that will be.
