Group Chat - Phan/Jaspar/Zouise/Marfie

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WARNING: This part contains some upsetting text! Caspar explains his experience when he was kidnapped and some sections could upset people. Just a warning, love you guys!

Rainbowsprinkles: its been a while guys, hey!

Alfonzo: it feels like a long time since we last spoke properly

Tallbean: since we sat down with a cuppa and have a good old chit chat!

Butbut: you sound like you're at a mothers meeting!

Suggy: don't worry Dan! I have cucumber sandwiches at the ready!

Pinkpug: didn't realise we were having afternoon tea!

Tallbean: we are now apparently!

Pizzaboy: I feel like I should probably tell you guys what happened with the whole disappearance story

Pinkpug: if you're ready Caspar

Cinnamonbun: are you sure?!

Pizzaboy: I told Joe the day after I came home and I feel you all deserve an explanation too

Alfonzo: only if you're sure!

Suggy: its ok

Pizzaboy: there was this guy. he was really big and tall, somewhat towering over me when we first spoke. I remember his face quite vividly. he had long stubble as a beard and cuts all down his cheek. he wore an old coat and boots, like how you would imagine a homeless man or someone who dealt drugs to wear. it was only a few steps outside the bar when he approached me. I was fully drunk so I don't exactly remember when he said, but next thing I wake up in some moving vehicle with my eyes covered and hands tied.

Rainbowsprinkles: my poor boy, that sounds dreadful!

Butbut: oh my god!

Pizzaboy: the van comes to a sudden halt only a few seconds after I wake from whatever kind of sleep I was in, and I begin to panic. I wasn't sure if I should run or scream or cry so I just sit there as I hear the front door close and footsteps get closer to me. The back door opens and hands take my arms to pull me out the van.

Tallbean: omg

Pizzaboy: When they finally take off the blind fold, I'm in this sort of abandoned building which looked like an empty warehouse. There was nobody there but me and these two men; the one I saw earlier and this other, younger guy. He looked a lot like your typical high school bully with spiked black hair and cuts on his fists. My hands were still bound and I had been put in a chair, they tied my feet too the legs of it. And no matter how much I tried to get out, I couldn't.

Alfonzo: oh my goodness, what did they do!

Pizzaboy: everything you fear would happen in that situation. They punched me in the face nonstop for what felt like an hour. They then ripped off my shirt and punched and kicked my stomach while the other guy cut my arms and wrists with a pocket knife. I was lucky to not have been a girl because they sure as hell would have done something ten times worse! At one point, probably around four in the morning, I was getting really tired and could hardly stay awake. They attached all these pads onto my chest and every time I almost fell asleep, they would send volts of electricity into me, feeling like I couldn't breath. I didn't sleep for 7 days! I tried to call for help, I screamed as loud as I could. I once yelled Joes name and they told me if I ever spoke of him or anyone else they'd kill him right in front of me. They said they'd find him and put a knife in his back so I'd have to see him look me in the eyes before he died.

Cinnamonbun: Oh my god, that is so wrong! This is horrible

Pizzaboy: on the fourth day of no sleeping and being beaten up every second of every minuet, they drugged me into a sleep. I remember having a cloth put over my mouth then waking up in the van again, this time not blindfolded but still handcuffed. Every inch of my body ached and was bruised but I knew whatever was coming next would be so much worse. It was. We arrived at these old flats with spray paint and torn walls everywhere. They took me inside one of the flats and dragged me into the bedroom so I couldn't even see anything else of the apartment. The bedroom was wrecked already, with an unmade bed covered in green sheets and dust. There was a smashed cabinet on side and a walk in wardrobe next to it. I couldn't really see what was inside the wardrobe but it didn't look good from the long silhouettes I could see! They soon stripped me down to my underwear and told me to wait, the high-school-bully looking one staying with me.

Rainbowsprinkles: Oh my god honey!

Suggy: it gets worse

Pizzaboy: The homeless looking one came back with the other guy. He had rich blond hair with a lot of arm muscle. He wore casual cloths but seemed more threatening than if I was to simply pass him on the streets. They unlocked my hands and if the man hadn't had hold of my shoulders, I probably would have ran. He punched my stomach again and said I was here to have fun before leaving me with the man they'd brought in. I already knew what was going to happen when he started taking his top off, but I couldn't bring myself to try and sprint out the room before it happened. I was to scared. I wish I could say he was gentle, but he wasn't. There was no prep or warning, he just did it straight away and said nothing. No protection or anything, just wanted it over and done with as soon as possible I guess? I can't describe the feeling but I know it felt like hell! I cried a lot, which didn't help as he seemed to go harder when he saw my tears. There was grip marks all over my shoulders and when he was done, he just walked out.

Butbut: oh my god Caspar!

Pinkpug: Jesus

Pizzaboy: no less than five minuets later, another guy came in with his top already off. I tried to move away when he approached me but he just grabbed my ankles and pulled me back. He didn't take his jeans off so every already painful thrust he made, his sharp belt pieced into my skin. Once the sixth guy, in the space of two hours, had come in, I gave up trying to move away. Men came in, they did what they came here to do and then they left.

Cinnamonbun: Oh my god Caspar, this is horrible

Tallbean: I cant even begin to imagine what that's like!

Pizzaboy: in the end I lost count of how many men came, but there was never protection and never anyone who cared. I was there for 12 days until I ran away. I managed to use some spare cloths I found inside one of the draws and climbed out one of the windows. The high-school-bully one ran after me for ages and almost caught me at one point but I luckily spotted a police station at the end of the road. I had no energy from all of the men who visited me and the fact I only had about three hours of sleep a night, plus they never fed me. He stopped chasing me when he saw me heading for the front door of the police station. He yelled something along the lines of 'we'll be back' or 'you won't escape!' but I got into the station before he said it. I told the police everything and said I needed to get back to Joe before anything else happens. I was nowhere near home so I couldn't get there on my own and I had no phone as they must have robbed my mobile and wallet when I was first put in the van

Pinkpug: oh lord Caspar, that is horrible

Alfonzo: I hope those men are found and get what they deserve!

Cinnamonbun: Caspar, you poor boy!

Suggy: we've taken everything really slow since he told me

Butbut: good, yeah good. I understand why you were scared to speak out now

Rainbowsprinkles: that must have been a terrible situation

Tallbean: have they been arrested? the guys that kidnapped you?

Pizzaboy: one of them. the school boy. his name was Luke Gates and he was found and arrested last Wednesday

Pinkpug: how many years?

Suggy: a life sentence

Alfonzo: and i hope he gets that. all of it!