Valeska's p.o.v
On my way "home" I wondered if I should just sleep in my car or go in. After less than a second thought, the car seemed like a good option. I parked a few houses away and crawled to the backseats and pulled out my phone.
Unknown: Hey Princess, are you home yet?
I added Cayden's number into my very sparse contact list.
Valeska: Yea. I'm still sorry about earlier tho.
Cayden: Don't be, babygirl, I'm fine, you're fine and that is all that matters❤
If he only knew that I'm not fine at all...
Valeska: Well either way I'm going to sleep. Good night Cayden.
Cayden: Sweet dreams, Love❤
A smile appeared on my face before I locked my phone and fell asleep.
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Everything went as usual and I went to school and I haven't gone home since the first night I slept in my car.
2 weeks later...
(still Valeskas p.o.v)
Cayden and his friends had already left when I made my way to my car. I opened the door to my car and was just about to get in when I was ripped from my car and into the woods behind me. I was held at my wrists as the person dragged me through the woods. I managed to catch a glimpse of the person's face just to see the one and only, Ziko. I am so dead. He stopped and opened the door to our house and dragged me up the stairs. At this point, I don't feel my back anymore. He threw me on my bed as he straddled my waist and still holding my hands above my head.
"WHERE THE FUCK HAVE YOU BEEN THESE LAST 2 WEEKS, HUH?!" he shouted at me in a Russian accent which means he is really mad.
"FUCKING ANSWER ME!!" he shouted and slapped me across my face.
I still didn't answer him. I didn't know what to say.
He ripped off all of my clothes and began thrusting into me as he continued to ask me where I've been the last two weeks.
"GUYS!!!" he shouted and 4 guys came into the room.
"Damn Ziko, your sister's hot" one of them said.
"You mean this little whore" he said and lifted me up by pulling my hair.
I didn't have the energy to fight against when the other 4 guys raped me as well. I knew this was the end. When all of them were done with beating and raping me they left me with all of the windows locked up and the door as well. I curled into a ball with the feeling of helplessness hanging over me. I found the only clothes that were left in my room which was the clothes I had earlier today. I couldn't put on my jeans without screaming in pain from the soreness. I had bruises all over my face and neck and also a cut lip and brow. I put on my underwear and a hoodie that Cayden had bought me in his size, I absolutely love it, it's the only thing I have left from him.
Cayden's p.o.v
"Hey, guys, have you seen Valeska this morning?" I asked.
"No, actually" said Dominic.
"I wonder if she's okay" I said.
"Stop worrying, she's probably fine, she can take care of herself" said Simon and put his hand on my shoulder.
"I'll call her"
I called Valeska but her phone was dead. Then I called Martino. It's not unusual for Valeska's phone to be turned off.
"Martino Gonzolez" he answered.
"Have you seen Valeska today?" I asked without introducing myself.
"Oh, hey Cayden, no I haven't, why are you asking?"
"She isn't in school and her phone is dead"
"It's not unusual for her to not show up"
"Maybe it was but since she began at this school she hasn't missed one day of school"
"Okay, I don't know who we are talking about anymore"
"Do you think she's in danger?"
"I don't know. Wait, I'll come over to your school"
"Okay"
We hung up and I turned back to the guys.
"A friend of Valeska is on his way here, he maybe knows something"
"You're cool with that Valeska is friends with another guy?"
"Yeah, I trust her. C'mon"
We walked out and saw Martino lean against his car.
"I think I might have an idea of where she is, and if it is so, she's in danger for sure" Martino said.
"Where is she then?" I said having absolutely no patience.
"At her house, I would go and check but I don't know where she lives"
"I know, she gave me her address and told me to never go home to her"
"Where?"
"Blackally 6"
"Good" said Martino and opened the car boot and opened some cases.
"Getting Valeska back is going to be dangerous, that's why it's best to be armed. Do you guys know how to shoot?"
"Yeah, but I'd rather not hold in a gun again. Don't you have anything else?" I asked.
When I was young my parents were murdered by just a gun. I know very well how to use a gun, my older brother taught me before he killed himself. He loved guns and they remind me of him and when our parents were murdered. I haven't held in a gun for years.
"Do it for Valeska" said Hunter and laid a hand on my shoulder.
I sighed and took the gun from Martino's hands. I felt the cool metal in my hands and every memory was back. I took a deep breath and thought "for Valeska".
"Come on we need to go now before it's too late" Martino said and I put the gun in the back of my jeans.
We split up between mine and Martino's car. We speed off to the address to get back my baby.
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