The tape was so tight on my mouth I began to loose oxygen, this was pure torture, first he kidnaps me then he-
"Okay..." my thoughts were cut off by Justin coming in the room. I tried to scream but my air was running out, I let the tears fall that I was holding in and tried to squirm out of the chair but it was no use. "here, tell me what your thinking." Justin said handing me a pen and a clipboard before undoing the tape on my wrists. I scribbled down some words and handed it to him.
'I can't breathe'
He taped my hands and untied the rope on my waist only to retie it, tighter.
"Great!" he chirped, What the hell was he trying to do, suffocate me? My eyes started to get heavier and just before I was out Justin ripped the tapped off of my mouth, taking in a sharp breath I began to gasp for air.
"You said you wouldn't hurt me!" I sobbed, gasping for air.
"That was before you ran away from me Lovely." He knelt in front of me, placing a new piece of tape on my mouth, this time looser. He picked up what looked like a mini flame gun.
"Brace yourself..." Justin whispered in my ear softly. He pressed a small red button and there it was the pain that is thought to be unbearable on my thigh. I cried as loud as I could trying to get out of this situation. The fire burned into my skin making marks everywhere he did this for a good 5 minutes which felt like eternity "all done." Justin mumbled smirking, I didn't dare look at him, still sobbing due to the pain that lingered. Justin ripped the tape from my mouth and I almost immediately screamed for help, only to feel a sting across my face. Did he hit me? After he just burned me? What?
"Shut up, I'm tired of hearing your mouth!" he groaned, running his fingers through his light brown hair after taking a sharp breath. He dusted his red flannel with his devilish hands and smirk my way.
"Why did you do this to me?" I asked, curious to his answer.
"Because you're beautiful, and I love you."
"How can you believe love comes so easy to you?" I squinted, "I mean gosh, my mother has been nothing but an angel and she is still alone, you're a psychotic fuck and you think you have love?"
"I do." he whispered very calm to my surprise.
"You don't!"
"Kiss me!" he whispered licking his lips just an inch away from my face.
"No!" I squeaked, kicking him away.
"Kiss me, Josalie!" he demanded and I had no choice cause his lips were already on mine.
"Stop!" someone said coming into the room not looking at me but I knew exactly who it was and I began to silently sob more then I think I ever have. "Justin we have a problem, Elena won't cooperate sh-" he stopped mid sentence when he saw me, "Is that my sister?"
"Isn't she beautiful?" Justin said.
"Hey Josalie." My brother Forb cooed, knealing down to me.
"F-Forb p-please h-help me" I said chocking on my words.
"I can't." He said, placing his hand o my knee.
"Why not?" I asked feeling more confused then ever.
"Because you deserve this." I sat there letting his words soak in. I began to sob again a suddenly felt a slap across the face "Shut up!"
"Forb..." I frowned as to why he would ever hurt me. He took out a pocket knife, my pocket knife actually, and went to the tape on my hands.
"May I?" he asked Justin for permission, Justin shrugged and he carelessly cut the tape and also my wrist. He came around the chair and embraced me in a hug as I tried my hardest not to cry.
"I thought you loved me..." I said as we pulled away.
"I do, I do!" he cooed caressing my cheek.
"Then let me go! If you love me let me go!" I glanced at Justin to see him walking out of the room "Let me go home, Forb."
"I can't." He repeated, lifelessly
"After everything, what happened to you?" I questioned, searching for at least a little bit of my brother in those demonic eyes, but I found nothing but Satan's little helper.
"I changed. You were better off without me anyway."
"I refuse to believe you'd hurt me, that wasn't you. How am I better off here? Like this?" then came another slap.
"Do you refuse to believe it now?" he cooed after hitting me, caressing my other cheek, I stopped his hand.
"Don't fucking touch me again!" I shouted followed by another slap.
"See you soon!" Forb said, he kissed my forehead and left the room.
What was that?
"Okay so I'm gonna untie you now and you better cooperate or there will another punishment." Justin said coming into the room.
"I can't run, you burned me, remember?" I spat.
"Oh great! Thanks for reminding me!" he smirked before untying the rope around my waist. "Get up!" He demanding.
"Help me?" I whimpered. I honestly didn't want his help but I needed it.
"Fine" he groaned. he wrapped his around me, carefully lifting my body and carrying me up the stairs, as we were walking something caught my eye, or should I say someone, Elena Logan. she stared at me teary eyed as if she was begging for help...
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"Number 27"
Romance"What number am I?" I whispered a question hoping Justin would give me a truthful answer. He put his hand out for me to take but I refused it. "Come here, sweetheart." Annoyance was clear in his voice but he tried to be as sweet as possible. I took...
