Chick, Chick, Chick

Chapter 11

11

It was day two of my kidnapping and imprisonment. I'd remained in this hell hole of a basement the entire time. There wasn't a sign of rats yet, so I was at least thankful for that much. I hope Haelie is okay. She had to be worried. I couldn't call her or anything, especially since late yesterday, Ray smashed my phone into tiny bits right in front of me.

I heard Samantha coming downstairs before I saw her. Needless to say, her footsteps were softer than her little brother's, but they clacked when she wore heels. She strode up to me, her heels clacking against the rough concrete. She stood in front of me, looking disgusting in a mini skirt and a button-up top. She was truly screwed up.

"Did you sleep well, Valorie?" she asked with a sneer. "I hope the chair didn't hurt too much. I imagine you're so stiff right now."

I wanted to get out of this chair and punch her. "I slept just fine, bitch."

Just like her brother had done before, she smacked me. "I think you need to learn some respect soon enough."

"Prison wouldn't even have respect for you."

Samantha smacked me again, harder this time. "You're such a stupid bitch, Valorie. You think you're running this show right now, don't you? You've got another thing coming to you." She kicked my chair over and kicked me a few times in the chest and the gut.

I was gasping for air when I told her to fuck off. I also coughed up a little blood, but I survived the miniscule beating. At least she didn't do worse to me. She could have easily done worse.

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A few hours passed. I laid on the floor in the chair. My side felt numb, but there was nothing I could do. I heard a soft squeaking. Please don't tell me that's what I think it is. Surely enough, though, it was. A big, ugly brown rat crawled up close to my face. It squeaked, sniffing at me. I found myself sobbing while my stomach growled, demanding I get fed something immediately. I couldn't do anything about that either. Instead, I laid there, watching the rat, sobbing, hoping it would go away soon. I didn't want my face getting gnawed off by this ugly little beast.

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Maybe another hour or so passed. I stopped counting. I felt rigid, like even if I'd managed to free myself from this damn chair that I wouldn't be able to move anyway. It wouldn't have surprised me if I'd been right.

I thought back to what happened after the fair with Haelie, trying to take my mind off of this horrible present.

We rode back to the house in silence. Since Haelie didn't have to have the car back home for another couple hours, we went into my house. Mom wasn't home and was likely out somewhere with a friend or two. Haelie and I went back to my room and settled on my bed. We kind of just stared at each other for a little while, like neither of us were sure of what to say.

"Why did you kiss me back there?" Haelie looked me in the eyes as she asked me the important question. I guessed she wanted to know if I was going to try to lie or not.

"I..." I paused, trying to collect my own thoughts. "You just looked so scared and vulnerable, and... and I guess I like you...a lot."

She put her warm hand on top of mine and squeezed it gently. "Is that the truth of it?"

I nodded.

She smiled. "Whew. Well, that's a relief."

That confused me a little.

"I mean, here I was thinking you'd say it was a mistake and that you didn't mean it." Haelie leaned in to me and laid a kiss on my lips. "It means I can say this: I like you a lot, too, Valorie."

I looked her in the eyes. "Really?"

"Mmhm. I have two more confessions to make that I hope won't change things. First, I'm actually a lesbian. Second, I've had a crush on you ever since I first met you."

"You did?"

"Yep. Still do. I hope that doesn't bother you."

"It doesn't."

"Awesome," she said, smiling broadly at me now. She got down on one knee on the floor. "That also means I can ask this: Valorie Weston, will you be my girlfriend?"

I laughed, knowing the whole proposing thing was a joke. It was kind of cute. I was growing slowly used to this idea. "Yes, Haelie. Yes, I will be your girlfriend."

She laughed with me and got up, halfway tackling me to the bed.

And that was the beginning of our relationship.

I heard Ray's footsteps coming downstairs which abruptly pulled me out of my little memory. He picked up my chair in a calm manner before he put something over my mouth. I lost consciousness within seconds.

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I woke up, duct taped to a bed. I squirmed and tried to get out of the bounds like I had with the chair, but it burned. Ray came in. I realized he was wearing only a pair of jeans and not much else. I gulped hard, scared of what this meant for me.

I started to say something, but then he shoved a balled up sock in my mouth and put tape over my mouth to shut me up. I heard myself make a muffled groan. He bit me on the neck. Hard. This was no "love bite."

I began to cry right then. I didn't even have a fighting chance. I couldn't even scratch him.

He did what he wanted with me, forcing me to look at him the whole time. He growled in an angry fashion and told me how horrible I was and that he wouldn't have to do this if I'd just said yes to him so early on. He did it all multiple times over.

I only remember crying myself to sleep after that. My virginity, and my dignity, were gone now.

Haelie...I'm so sorry.

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Hi, everyone! I know this chapter's going to cause some anger in some of you guys. I hate my character just as much as everyone else, and I didn't honestly want this to happen to my sweet couple. More updates to come sometime.