Big Daddy

End Zone

After getting raped for the first time by Big Daddy, Lindsay entered a dark state. Her best friend, Brittany, only a few hallways away from her, but seemingly miles. The door to the vault she was being kept in was only opened twice a day; once for food, which she didn't really eat anyway, and once for Big Daddy's "visits". She spent her time locked up in agony, praying to Jesus that he would bless her with sweet relief. 

Each day that Big Daddy visited, he tried different things, toying and raping Lindsay in every way possible. Lindsay went along with the torment, out of the fear of what could happen if he ever grew bored of her. 

The months drained by, the endless rape and beatings Lindsay endured shocked her. Her strength to go through this was withering. After the ninth month, Big Daddy grew more impatient and angry. What did he want? What was Lindsay doing wrong? She did everything in her power to make Big Daddy trust her and be happy, to give herself some chance of escaping in the future, but things looked bleak. 

One day, Big Daddy stumbled into the vault, appearing even more saddened by something. Lindsay mustered up the courage to say something "Big Daddy," she started "Are you like, okay?"  Big Daddy sighed before sitting on the steel bed next to Lindsay. 

"Why can't you have my children," he mumbled under his breath. Lindsay was shocked to hear this side of Big Daddy, he seemed so vulnerable and tender. But she had never even thought about being pregnant. "Brittany just gave birth to my child, but you can't even get pregnant." His voice growing louder and more tense. 

"Brittany had a baby?" Lindsay questioned, becoming panicked. There is no way that Brittany's frail and beaten body could hold a child of Big Daddy. Maybe someone skinnier, but not him. Lindsay was suddenly overcome with a passion to complete a new mission; she had to get to Brittany one way or another. 

Big Daddy furiously looked at Lindsay, furrowing his caterpillar like eyebrows. He took his meaty hand and in one motion smacked it across Lindsay's face. His anger that she was unable to bear his children made him unstable. For some reason, he stopped and considered his actions. Why did he hesitate? Maybe he actually cared for another person? No, not possible. He knew he had to leave, or he wouldn't be able to control his temper, and he couldn't kill Lindsay. Yet. 

Big Daddy stomped out of the room like an angry five year old throwing a tantrum. Lindsay sighed out of relief, but soon after the giant steel door was closed and locked, it was opened again. Lindsay began to panic, but then recognized the man standing before her. It was Brandon, the last man she saw that wasn't Big Daddy. He turned around to make sure Big Daddy was gone, before slowly creeping over to Lindsay. Taking her softly by the arm, Brandon said in a hushed voice "I have to take you to Brittany,"

Lindsay grew even more worried than before, what was so wrong with Brittany that Brandon had to come fetch her?