Vale Vetus Amicus

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Connie's P.O.V

I woozily come to my senses, my brain still fuzzy from what happened last. The best I can remember, I was going to that party my close friends had shared with me the details about and I was mainly keeping to the sidelines and watching other people have a good time. I wasn't in the mood to party myself, but I felt like if I saw other people being happy, it'd in turn make me happy and help me feel like things aren't so bad. It didn't help as much as I was hoping it would, but I stayed anyway. Then...then that girl came up to me...and kissed me. And surprisingly...I liked it. Maybe it's because I thought she was attractive or the way she was speaking to me/calling me pretty got me into it. Or maybe I'm just now finding out that I'm bisexual.

I go to move, but some tightness around my body makes me incapable of moving. Struggling, I look down and see that my legs and feet are tied together, there's quite a bit of rope around my chest holding me to the chair I'm sitting in, and my hands are bound behind said chair. My mind immediately goes to 'I've been kidnapped' and I feel panic rising in my chest. At the same time, I look around to see if I can figure out where I am. From the looks of the cement walls on my left and right, a furnace in the leftmost corner, a lone light bulb hanging above me, and some wooden stairs leading up to a door, I must be in someone's basement. But who? And why? I try again to wriggle out of these bounds, but whoever tied them must be pretty skilled because I can't shake any part of it loose. Sighing, I hang my head and slowly come to realize something else. I'm sitting here in my black underwear, which makes me feel a sense of fear and embarrassment. Should I yell for help in the hopes that someone might hear or will whoever kidnapped me just hear that instead and come downstairs? I open my mouth anyway, but a voice from the shadows halts the breath in my throat.

"Don't try to get help, Connie. I would've cut your throat by now and taken away your ability to speak, but my boyfriend wanted you unharmed" The feminine sounding voice says.

"Who are you? Why am I here? What do you want with me?" I ask.

"Those last two questions are essentially the same thing and you'll find out soon enough" The voice answers, "As for who I am, well..."

The person behind the voice then steps out from the shadows and reveals herself to be...the girl from the party?! She's changed up her look, though, and now wears a t-shirt, shorts, and sandals. Those eyes of hers bore into me and if that wasn't frightening enough, the knife in her hand certainly adds to my inability to keep a collected composure.

"Don't let the knife fool you, I'm not here to kill you" The party girl said, "But, I am the one who drugged you and brought you here. And under any other circumstances, I wouldn't have gone about it the way I did".

"Wait...wait a minute, you're Alesha Smith! I recognize your poster from my dad's room!" I admit out loud.

"Very good, Connie. I am Alesha" She grins, "And since you won't be leaving here alive, no matter what you might try, I suppose I have the freedom to say this to you. I'm the one who killed Jenny and Peedee".

"You killed them?!" I exclaim, hearing my dad talk about their deaths, "I thought it was Steven!".

"Which is what you and your father, and anyone else involved, were meant to think" Alesha muses, walking closer and leaning towards my face, "I don't like having to use my boyfriend's name as a cover up for my actions, but I can't go about doing what I do by publicly announcing it and distinguishing myself from him. Secrecy is important and I only tell you all of this because I know you're not going to snitch to anyone about it after tonight".

"You and Steven are dating?!" I exclaim again, Alesha developing an evil smirk.

"Not only that, but we've seen each other naked and have fucked more that twice already. After all of this is over, I know I'm going to marry him and be with him forever and ever and ever! We were practically destined to be together! I've loved him ever since I spied on him" The girl rants on.

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