Blake

The First Man

"Demondre" his mother shouted. Demondre opened his eyes and got out his bed. "Demondre I know heard me calling your name," his mother said as she burst through his bedroom door. "I heard you the first-time mom" Demondre said as he rolled his eyes at his mother. "I need you to go to the store and pick up a few things," his mother said. Demondre's mother hands him a list of items to get from the store. Demondre got dressed and walked to the store. As he was walking down the street a man bumped into him. "Watch where you're going!" Demondre yelled. The man didn't say anything he just stared at Demondre. Demondre continued his walk to the store which was a mile walk. Demondre's family is poor they couldn't afford a car and they couldn't afford for Demondre to attend school. His mother taught him herself. If it wasn't for his father's income they would have been on the streets.

Demondre finally reached the store and started shopping. In the front of the store was a newspaper stand. "How much is it for the paper?" Demondre asked. "It's free young man," the man said as he hands him a paper. Demondre opened the paper and on the second page, something catches his attention. "Dead Girl body found" Demondre reads the article Da'shawna Brown's body was found in Lake Blair on Monday afternoon police indicates that she was raped and severely tortured.  "That's Jakobe's girlfriend," Demondre said as he drops the newspaper. "I got to tell him," Demondre thought to himself. Demondre walked to Jakobe's house to tell him about the news. Demondre knocks on the door "I thought I told you I don't know anything about Da'shawna death" Jakobe said as he swung the door opened.  "Hey Jakobe," Demondre said. "Oh, sorry man I thought you were a cop," Jakobe said as he walks in the house. "I came to tell you about Da'shawna, but it looks like you already know," Demondre said as he closes the door behind him. "The cops came knocking on my door early in the morning," Jakobe said as he sat down.

"Why?" Demondre asked. "The cops think I killed her because she was carrying my kid,"Jakobe said. "The paper didn't say she was pregnant, so she must have had the baby already," Demondre stated. "If she did have the baby whereis my child?" Jakobe asked. "The person who raped her might have your kids" Demondre suggested. "Wait what!" Jakobe said. "You didn't know she was raped?" Demondre asked. "No, I didn't," Jakobe said.  "Are you ok?" Demondre asked Jakobe. "No, I'm not someone killed the only girl I loved and nowsomeone took my child!" Jakobe yelled. Demondre stays at Jakobe's house for hours "It's getting dark I got to go home, or mom is going to freakout" Demondre said as he got up. "Be careful out there" Jakobe said as he walked Demondre out the door. "I will I'll see you later,"Demondre said as he walked out the door.

Halfway down the road, a van stops Demondre "Hey do you need a ride?" the stranger asked. "Nah I'm good," Demondre said as he continued walking. The stranger stops the van and got out.  The stranger sneaked behind Demondre and placed a bag over his head. Demondre struggled to fight back "You're a fighter I like that, "the stranger said. As the stranger tries to get Demondre into the van, Demondre hits head on the door knocking him unconscious. The stranger puts Demondre in the van when he drove to an abandoned building. When he arrived at the building he taped Demondre mouth and tied his hand behind his back. Minutes later Demondre woke up and he tried to free his hand. "It's no use," the stranger said as he came into the room, his voice deep and gravelly like stone rubbing against a stone, the voice unsettled Demondre, causing his heartbeat to pick up only slightly. Demondre's eyes wide as the strange man stalked closer to him, his body hidden behind a black overcoat and his large spindly fingers encased in leather gloves.

"You have no need to be afraid" the stranger practically growled as he walked around Demondre. The strange man placed his cold hands on Demondre's shoulders, the nearly ice-cold leather rubbing over bare flesh, causing him to flinch away. "I hate disrespectful people" the man whispered in his ear, his hot breath leaving gooseflesh down Demondre's neck as revulsion filled his chest. Demondre started to breathe harder as the man rubbed his finger around the base of his neck, dragging the finger along slowly as if daydreaming, pretending the appendage was a knife instead. "I'll be right back I have some new toys we can play with," the man drawled as he walked out of the room. Demondre looked around to find something sharp to cut the ropes from his hands, his head twisting in his restraints as his eyes widened in fear.

"Here we go," the man said as he walked back into the room. Demondre had fear in his eyes when he saw the items in his hand. The man had knives, whips, a gun and more tucked away under his arm. The man quickly grabs the knife and walks over towards Demondre, brandishing it like a prized trophy rather than a weapon. "We should take this off," the man said as he rips the tape from Demondre mouth. "Why am I here?" Demondre stuttered. "Because I want to and you're very rude," the man said. "I have done nothing to you," Demondre said. "You bump into me early today you very unpleasant," he said as he rubbed the knife against Demondre neck. "Get away from me!" Demondre shouted. The man leans over and said I will break you. He cut off Demondre's clothes off revealing his skin. The men walked in front of Demondre and slowly press the knife to his chest, drawing blood as the tip of the blade dipped beneath the skin, tearing slowly at the flesh above his rib-cage. Demondre groaned in pain, eyes looking anywhere but the knife, the knife that glinted and shone brightly before him as if taunting him, telling him to run when he couldn't.

Then he pressed the knife deeper into his skin causing Demondre to bleed and cry out in pain. "Please" Demondre cried. The man ignored Demondre and went over to the table to get a jar. "What's that" Demondre stuttered. "Something to clean your wound," the man said as he opened the jar. Demondre started to smell alcohol "Wait wait please!" Demondre screamed as the man poured alcohol on the cut. "Well I'm tired we will continue this tomorrow and I will bring the pain," the man said as he laughed. "You can't leave me here" Demondre yelled. The men turned around and said watch me. The man turned off the lights and walked away. Demondre started screaming and crying for help. The next morning the man came back with a plate of food for Demondre. "I brought you some food," the man said as he sat the plate down. "Please let me go," Demondre said weakly. He poured some water and put the cup toward Demondre's lips. Demondre took a sip of the water "There you go you will need all your strength today," the man said as he placed the glass on the floor. "Please let me go I won't tell anyone," Demondre said. "Stop begging are I will not feed you" the man yelled. "Please, sir," Demondre cried. The man threw the plate on the floor and slapped Demondre.

"I told you to stop now you will starve," the man said as he walked out the room. "Help me!" Demondre screamed. Demondre tried to wiggle his way out but he fell to the ground. "Please someone help me!" Demondre cried. The man marched back into the room "You not behaving like a good little boy but don't worry I have a solution" he said as he picked up the chair. "Now let's take care of that annoying mouth of yours," the man said as he walked over to the table. The man grabbed a needle and string "No please!" Demondre cried. The man sticks the needle in Demondre lips and sews them together. After he was done Demondre was crying and his lips were covered in blood. "No that's better," the man said as he smiled. The man walked over to get the alcohol to put on his lips. "Mmmmm," Demondre mumbled as the man poured the alcohol on his lips.  "We don't want this to get infected," the man laughed. "Mmmmm," Demondre mumbled. "What I can't hear you," the man said.

"Now that you can't scream we can have some more fun," the man laughed. "Do you wish to be free?" the man asked. Demondre shook his head yes "Ok," the man said as hewalked over to the table and picked up a hammer. He walked back over toDemondre and smashed one Demondre foot. He cried in pain as the man smashes hisother foot. "There now you can't run away," the man said as he dropped the hammer. Demondre sat there in pain as he watched the man grabbed apair of scissors and cut the rope from his hands. Demondre fell to the groundthen the man kicked him in the chest. "You're pathetic," the mansaid. Demondre slowly reached for the man foot but the man moved his footbefore Demondre could reach it. The man left Demondre there for weeks with nowater or food. But on Monday morning the man came back to the room and he wasn'tthe same as before. The man grabbed Demondre and sat him up on the wall. Thenhe walked over to the table and grabbed the gun. "This will be our lasttime together," the man said as he loaded the gun. "Mmmmm" Demondre mumbled. "Before I kill you I want you to remember this name," the man said as he walked over to Demondre and pointed the gun at his head. "Blake," the man said as he pulled the trigger.  Weeks later Demondre's mother reported him missing. He was devastated he lost the love of his life, he doesn't know if his child is alive or not and now his best friend is missing.