Abduction [l.t. a.u.]

II. ground rules

Chapter 2:

Marabella

I have no idea how long the car ride was but it felt like an eternity to me. I closed my eyes but I didn't dare let myself fall asleep. I know I'm going to have to at some point, but I'm gonna put it off as long as I can. I want to be fully conscious at all times so I can at least halfway defend myself against him.

At some point the car abruptly came to a stop and Louis turned around to face me.

"Say one word and I'll kill you on the spot. Walk casually and look straight ahead." With that, he got out of the drivers side and came back to unite me. I looked around trying to take in my surroundings. There were campers and RVs everywhere, we're at a campground.

He took off the choke first and I was able to properly breathe again. I gulped in a huge breath of air and Louis gave me an annoyed look. He took out the same knife as before and for a minute I though that he was going to kill me right there, but he only cut the zip ties off of my wrists. I immediately rubbed them and could feel the deep imprint they made on my wrists.

Taking his coat off, he held it out to me and pretty much forced me to put it on. He snuck his hand up the back of my shirt, covered up by the coat, and I felt the cool, sharp metal of the knife press into the middle of my back.

"Walk casual, sweetheart." He cruelly smiled, pulling me out of the car and locking it behind him. I done as he said and looked foreword and as walked as casual as I could pull off at that time, which was proving to be quite difficult. With each step I swear he was pressing the blade harder and harder into my skin to the point where I could feel blood dribbling down my back. I didn't even bother holding back the tears because it wouldn't do any good for me, plus it hurt like heck.

Eventually we came upon a very nice looking RV and Louis pushed me inside of it. Seconds after shutting the door, he was on me, tying the choke back around my mouth. I wiggled my arms out of his grasp while he was trying to tie the choke with one hand, dumb move.

He quickly dropped the choke and covered my mouth with his hand to muffle the screams I was letting out while twisting my arm around and folding it behind my back in the most uncomfortable position. He was pushing on it so hard I though he was gonna snap it.

"P-please stop. Please you're hurting me." Yes I am well aware that begging will only motivate him, but I honestly cannot help it. I'm starting to lose feeling in my left arm.

"Oh, sweetheart, you have a lot to learn." He let my arm go back to its normal position, but still had a death grip on it. "Because around here, we don't play nice. Actually, you do. I don't. And if you decide you don't want to play nice, there will be a punishment. All bad behaviours deserve an equally bad punishment, am I correct? According to Sir Isaac Newton's third law of motion I am. Every action results in an equal, opposite reaction."

I would say something very rude to him, but unfortunately his hand is still clamped over my mouth. I contemplated biting it just to make him mad, but then decided against it because he can kill me at any point and I don't wanna risk anything just because I'm being smart with him.

"Now that that's clear, let's go over the ground rules, shall we?" He grabbed my other arm so he was holding both in one hand and started to walk me towards the back of the RV. The inside of the place is just as nice as the outside and I found myself wondering just how he got this. If he stole it or if he actually paid for it.

"First of all, you will address me as my name, not anything rude like "you freak". A lot of girls have learned lessons from calling me that and I suggest you don't follow in their footsteps. My name is Louis in case you didn't know." He was now going through a small section of the vehicle where there was a small kitchen type of area.

"Next, you will not scream or try to escape. If you scream, I will make sure you will never be able to do it again." My eyes widened in fear and he just chuckled while pushing a button to open the door to the last bit of the RV. "And it's useless to try and escape because I'm be near you at all times, you will have no opportunity to leave me."

The door was fully opened now and I was shoved behind it while he quickly shut it. I was thrown onto a metal table sat in the middle of the room and Louis was quick to be on top of me straddling me. He grabbed my left arm and reached over to the wall and hooked it into a chain, repeating the process with my other three limbs.

"And last but not least, you will not deny me of my pleasure." He got back onto the ground and kissed my forehead. He let out another cruel chuckle, "Get comfy; you're gonna be here for a while."

I heard the door shut back and decided to open my eyes and face the room I was in. I had shut them right before I was shoved in here in fear of what might be in here. I glanced around trying to take in what I was seeing. Above me, the ceiling was completely a mirror and so was the back of the door I came in through.

The walls on either side of me were lined with tons different tools. I don't even know what most of them are and I'm one hundred percent sure that I don't wanna find out. My hands and legs were pulled out so I'm sprawled out like a starfish, and they were attached to the wall by a chain with metal cuffs latched around my already throbbing wrists and ankles.

Since there was a mirror above me, I was able to look down at the floor below me. It was made out of some type of metal, like the rest of this chamber, and had what appeared to be a covered up drain in the corner. I tried my best to keep the images of what the drain and all of the tools lining the wall have been used for in the past. When I looked to the door, I seen that behind me there was a rather large sink with a long, removable faucet attached.

This is when the reality of my situation had really hit me hard. Before, I was in too much of a state of shock to completely comprehend what was happening, but now the full monstrosity of this whole thing is settling in. I have been kidnapped by an unknown man who obviously has experience doing this, and it's untelling on what he will do to me.

I have imagined this type of thing happening to me before. You know, to have a plan of what I'm going to do. I had always believed that not trying to escape would help out in the long run, so I'm going to stick with that. Gaining his trust and calculating a plan to escape seems like a much better plan than just winging it right off the bat.

Even though I never though this would ever be happening, for some reason I felt prepared for what was coming. Weather it be death, torture, rape, or whatever else this stranger may do to me, I felt prepared for it. I feel as if I'm ready to do whatever it takes to survive this, even though I'm not going to try to escape him. I'm a big girl and I'm very sure that I can handle whatever he may have to throw at me.

I am chained to a wall, physically unable to move, and laying on a cold metal table. My legs and shoulders are starting to go numb because I dressed in a tank top and shorts to go to bed, not to be laying on a freezing cold metal table at God knows when and God knows where.

The pain from my physical injuries is starting to come around now as well. I can feel the open cut from his knife in my back and can see a small pool of blood forming underneath me. The metal is starting to rub my wrists raw and it's not helping that they're on way too tight so that it feels like they're cutting off my circulation.

After lying in agony, just staring at myself in the mirror for a solid hour I could see the puddle of blood from my back gradually growing larger and larger with each minute passing by. I began to feel dizzy when the blood started dribbling off the side of the table. If I don't get it to stop bleeding soon, I'm going to bleed out, which may not be that bad compared to what I may soon go through. Black dots clogged my vision as the blood was flowing off the table and I was out.

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