Fighting For Arizona Franta

Chapter 11

Arizona's P.O.V

I woke up by a strong pain in my stomach. I squinted my eyes. I looked down and saw my ankles shackled up to the wall. I started to hyperventilate. I saw I was laying on a hard concrete floor. I'm pretty sure I was in a basement. Everything was bare. Except a few things on the ground that almost made me pee. I saw a whip. Handcuffs. And other things I could identify. A pain in my stomach hit me again. It felt like someone was stabbing me there repeatedly. Everywhere hurt. I groaned. Where am I? What happened? I heard loud footsteps stomping down the steps. I saw black shoes walk slowly down the stairs. My stomach twisted into knots. I saw the figure appear before me. In only underwear.

"It's you." I mumbled.

"Aw so you remember me?" He said getting closer. I tried to scoot away, but the shackles restrained me.

"Done try to run. No use." He was getting closer. I felt tears brim my eyes.

"Leave me alone." I mumbled.

"Why? You remember how much fun we had when you were little." He said crouching down next to me. He brought his hand to my cheek. I flinched.

"My little slut Arizona." He said caressing my cheek. I whimpered in fear.

"Why're you in your underwear?" I mentally face-palmed myself for asking that stupid question.

"Why do you think. Revenge. For getting me in jail." He growled.

"But I-"

"Shut up!" He yelled slapping me across the face, making the pain in my jaw from before come back.

"Are you gonna be a good girl now?"

"Never." I mumbled. He punched me in the cheek. I felt it swell up and I spit blood out my mouth onto the floor.

"Strip for me." He said getting up and sitting in a folding chair. Afraid of another beating I quickly took off my clothes.

I felt vulnerable. Naked in front of this man I once called dad. A blush of embarrassment rose on my cheeks and I covered myself with my arms and closed my legs. He walked over to me and moved them away and scanned my body up and down.

"Please don't rape me. I'll pay you or something." I said backing up into the wall.

"It's not rape unless you enjoy it. So enjoy it." He said grabbing rope and tying up my wrists. I started silently crying as tears rolled down my cheeks.

"I saw you walking down the street. Looking all pretty. You've matured. I mean your body.

"Why're you crying?" He teased tightening the ropes making them dig into my skin. I just shook my head and cried. He's gonna kill me. He's gonna rape me and kill me. What did I do to deserve this? He grabbed a handkerchief and shoved it in my mouth, tying it behind my head.

"Bend over on all fours." He commanded.

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Jc's P.O.V

"Arizona!" I shouted waking up. I was breathing heavily. I looked around and saw people giving me weird looks.

"What? What's wrong?" Sam asked me. I leaned back on his chest.

"Nothing. I just had a weird feeling." I breathed.

"About Arizona I guess."

"Yeah. Like she's scared or something."

"Maybe it's the plane. It's been a little bumpy." He said. I felt him playing with a piece of my hair.

"Yeah maybe. I just wish the plane would fly faster." I mumbled.

"We're getting there." He said kissing my head. She's probably fine. I'm just nervous. Yeah that's all. I'm just overreacting. I'll see her soon.

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So Arizona was captured by her old foster dad! What will happen next. Idk if Im actually gonna write the rape scene. Idk should I? Eh comment if u want me too or not. I might. Whateverrrrr vote and comment bi.

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