Kimberly's Decisions: Who I Am

Part 2.

As I find myself back on the massive bed, I start to contemplate on how my life turned out this way. How I got lurked into this pathetic life, how associating myself with bad influences could have a major impact on me. My thoughts were interrupted when a loud bang came towards the door.

"Are you done yet?" He shouted from the other side.
"Ummm no, I ummm need ten more minutes", I replied.
"Ten more minutes! It doesn't take that long to get dressed!", He exclaimed.
"And what would you know, beauty takes time!", I explained.
"Women... ", he replied quietly.
"Just hurry up", he said.

I quickly got of from the bed and opened the large wardrobe. My eyes were amazed in owe, the amount of clothes in the wardrobe was no joke!
I picked out one dress which looked VERY expensive, something that I thought I would never be seen dead in but it was very beautiful. It was a grey dress with silver sparkly diamonds all over, long sleeve and the dress ended all the way down to my foot. I didn't know I was staring at it for the longest time but it was so captivating. I quickly put down the dress knowing that I would be called for anytime soon. I quickly searched for something plain and non fancy as dressing to impress really wasn't on my mind.

I came up with a grey turtleneck dress which didn't look too expensive and black shiny Perspex boots. Trainers for sure were no where to be seen in this wardrobe. My hair was left down as it was and my face was pale and dry with heavy eye bags dropping underneath my eyes. I was so exhausted and tired, my body was constantly on shut down mode, it needed the rest.

I stood and looked at myself in the mirror for a good couple of seconds. Boy, did I look decent for once which made me a bit emotional on the inside. I quickly took a deep breath before knocking on the door to signal that I was ready.

The bulky guy opened the door.
"Finally", he praised as he looked down at me.
"Looking better", he complimented.
"Ummm thanks", I replied. We stood in silence for a few seconds as my rumbling stomach broke the silence.
"Hungry are we?" He questioned.
"No." I lied.

"Well I know it wasn't my stomach that was rumbling." He cheekily said.
"Ok yes, I am hungry but put this in mind, whatever food you think you will be feeding me I will not be eating. Am not that stupid.", I quoted.
"Oh really now, now what makes you think that there is some type of poison in the food; if it is the same food that I eat myself!", He questioned.
"I don't care, I'd rather starve. Did you hear me I WOULD RATHER STARVE!" I shouted.

He crossed his arms facing me.
"Stubborn one aren't you, well suit yourself", he said.
We were interrupted by a call from his phone.
"Yes boss, yes boss I will bring her down straight away." He assured.
"Look we've got to go, boss is expecting you" he explained.
"AM NOT GOING BACK DOWN THERE!" I exclaimed.
"What was the point of me changing my clothes, if he's just gonna kill me anyways!" I continued.
"Don't make me have to carry you again." He threatened.
"Don't you dare!" I warned.

I quickly try to pass him through the wide door but yet again his two heavy arms grabbed a hold of me.
"This will never get old will it?" He cheekily said. At this point in time there was no point arguing and wasting my breath over it. I was going back down to the basement and there was nothing that I could do about it.

* "Tell me where Nick and Harry are..."
On my way to the basement, I heard a familiar voice asking and repeating the same damn question.
"I said tell me where Nick and Harry are!"
When we made it down to the stairs of the basement, my foot finally reached the ground. I turned around to see Stefan covered and smeared in blood... Ricky's blood.

"Come on you need to work with me here because at the end of the day, your not leaving here alive. So you might as well be a Good Samaritan and tell me where these BASTARDS ARE!" Stefan said.
"Well then you might as well kill me now and get it over and done with!" Ricky cheekily replied back. Stefan turned around with an angry expression and punched Ricky in the face fiercefully causing his chair to drop back and his head hitting the hard concrete floor. For a middle aged man, Stefan was definitely strong, don't let his looks fool you.

One of Stefan's bodyguard coughed signalling that I had arrived. Stefan looked straight at me and quickly found a cloth to clean his bloody hands.
"Come here my princess, come and join the show." He ordered. I quickly followed his order not trying to get on his bad side.
"Look at you, you look much much better, don't you think guys?" Stefan asked the guys.
All the men motionlessly nodded. Stefan almost put his hands on my back but missed as I flinched because there were still blood stains all on his hands.
"Sorry dear, I'm a mess aren't I?" He said.

I completely ignored him and faced one of the bodyguards picking back up Ricky from his chair. I gasped covering my mouth with my left hand. My sight wasn't a pleasant sight to see at all. Ricky's face was no more recognisable. He had been beaten and bruised in the worst way possible. He had puffy eyes and swollen lips, his arms had burnt marks, his nose crooked and broken and he had cuts all over his chest. I felt slightly sympathetic for him.

"What is all this about, what has he done to you?" I asked.
"This is more than him just stealing your drugs, am sure of it." I continued.
"Clever girl aren't you." Said Stefan.
"Ricky would you care to tell this young lady why you have not just deeply disrespected me but my family too?" Stefan questioned.
The basement was filled with silence as we all stood aside waiting for Ricky's answer.
"Answer!" Stefan roared causing me to flinch. But there was still no answer. The confrontation was interrupted as Stefan's phone began to ring.
He answered.
"I need to quickly sort something out, watch him as I deal with this." Stefan confirmed to one of his body guards. He quickly ran up to the stairs leaving the basement in complete silence.

A couple minutes later I had the courage to ask Ricky again what he had done. I slowly walked up to Ricky ignoring how badly beaten he was.
"Ricky what is it that you've done?" I asked. With no answer I slowly walked back to my standing position.
"Well what else do you think I've done you stupid slut? I've only gone and raped and killed his tart of a niece." He said whilst laughing at the end of his confession. I stood still as my heart stopped.

"Shut the fuck up!" Said one of the bodyguards.
"Does this bring back any memories baby?" Ricky asked cheekily.
My head started to shake as I clenched my fists. The anger ranging inside my body was indescribable. Knowing that I wasn't the only girl he raped and took advantage of made me sick to my stomach. He was disgusting. I quickly picked up a heavy gun from the table without thought and made sure we both looked at each other before I shot him in between his eyes three times.

"No! What have you just done?" Shouted one of the bodyguards. He approached me and grabbed the gun out of my small hands.
"What's happened, what's happened I heard gunshots!" Stefan exclaimed whilst making his way back into the basement.
"She killed him." One of the bodyguards explained. Stefan stood in amazement whilst staring at me. A couple seconds later he began clapping and laughing at the same time.
"Amazing, I guess we both have our reasons to have him dead, though I did want to be the one to kill that fucker so no fair." He joked.
"He was disgusting. He had to die." I slowly said still in shock.
"And so he did." Stefan replied.
"I told you there was something about this girl that I liked." Stefan boasted.

He walked in front of me as my body was still in shock after murdering my rapist, the only guy I've ever killed.
"Welcome to the group." Stefan said as he winked at me with a hand out to shake.
I slowly picked my head up looking at his hand to his eyes.

"What group?" I asked.