Torn

Chapter 6

The next two days were filled with nothing but torture, anguish, and downright fear for my life. The Undertaker allowed me to rest that first night, but that next morning I found myself still chained to the bed but this time…I was blind folded. I whimpered and sniffled as tears filled my blinded eyes. I could hear men from his gang snickering while others said things like, "Looks good enough to eat," or, "They say cheerleaders will do anything for freedom." He left me like that the entire day letting his boys touch me in places I never let any man cross. I had never felt so violated in my entire life.

The second day, I woke up to find him alone in the room with me. He was standing in the far right corner leaning against the wall with his hands tucked neatly in his pockets. He had a curious gaze in his eye as I came to the realization that my hands and ankles were free and the tape from my mouth was gone. I was also wearing an oversized shirt that came down over my body and stopped just below my knees. I sat up in shock.

"You undressed me!"

"I had to," he said. "You were in that uniform for the last couple days.... Thought you might want a bath..."

It was then that I realized my hair was wet and my skin smelled like Dove soap. 

"You...you bathed me too?" I asked in horror.

"Are you complaining?" He snapped. "You know I could have let the feeling of my men touching you stay all over your body."

My mouth fell open, "How am I supposed to feel? You seen me naked!"

"And you should be grateful!" He shouted. 

I rolled my eyes and folded my arms, turning away from him. "When can I go home?"

"Your uncle has accepted my challenge…" he said. "If he wins…I'll return you to him."

I squeezed my arms around my legs wondering what would happen should he happen to lose. I didn't have to wait long for the answer because he pushed himself away from the wall and walked up behind me. I closed my eyes as he gently grabbed a handful of my hair.

"And if he fails…you'll be my new pet so to speak." He said before laughing. I didn't bother to turn and look at him as he turned and left the room. Fear and the uncontrollable pounding of my heart kept me up throughout the night. I tried to scream as loud as I could but it seemed as though nothing could reach the floor above me. I could hear my kidnapper walking around heavily, probably planning his next move. I was scared of what he planned to do to me should John lose the challenge whatever it was. Better yet…what would he do to me until then?

I ended up falling asleep for what seemed like an hour or two before waking up to the sound of two people arguing above me. I started to move so I could get a better listen but I had been shackled and gagged like before.

"Sara I don't know anything about a missing girl ok?" The Undertaker yelled.

"Bulshit! I know you and her uncle have been fueding for awhile so tell me the truth! Where is she?"

"Why do you care about this girl so much anyway?"

"Because she's one of the girls on my cheerleading squad, and she's a wonderful person."

My heart leaped into my throat. Sara…my coach, she was here in the house but why? I started wiggling my wrists hoping that the sound of the handcuffs against the iron bedpost would reach her ears.