The Kidnapping

Chapter 5

"Oh honey, you'll be ok, don't worry it was all a dream." My mothers voice said faintly

I opened my eyes, I was in my room. I smiled 'Thank god that was all a dream'. I sat up, my mother was sitting next to me, her arms were around me holding me ever so tightly, I could feel her warm hands around my shoulders. I breathed in, oh my room, it always smelled like watermelon candles.

"You need to wake up baby" My mothers voice sank into my heart

"What?" I look at her

"Wake up" Her voice was fading.

I jolt awake, it was dark I couldn't see anything. I couldn't feel a blindfold on my face, I tried moving my arms, they couldn't budge. I was tied on a bed, in a dark room 'great'.  Then I remembered, I could feel the tears run back down my face, 'I can't believe he did that, took my virginity.'

"Hello!" I yelled in the dark room

The door opened, I squinted at the light. Brian was walking through the door

"Well, well, well she's awake" He smirks

He walks over to the bed, I try to move away so he wouldn't touch me, I couldn't move very far. He pulls me close, his hand lands on my thigh again, I start shaking.

"Oh honey, I'm not going to hurt you again." He smiled "I just walk to talk"

I don't say a word, I look away, trying to not let him see the pain in my eyes. He turns my head with his hand

"Since you told my buddy that your parents won't give us money we're going to make them give us money" He tells me with a sour tone

He gets up and walks over to a table, he's laying something out on it, I couldn't tell what but I could see them shine. 'Knifes, fuck' I thought to myself. He walks back over with a knife in his hand, when he sits back down on the bed he takes the knife to my arm. Slowly I watch him pierce it into my skin, I scream.

"If you keep moving it'll just hurt more" He says as he brings the knife to my throat.

"Fuck you" I try to spit in his face but I haven't had anything to drink so it was more like a shit spit. He slaps me across the face, he immediately comes closer to my face. With his hand on my throat.

"If you do that again, I'm going to punish you" He says angerly

He slides the knife down my body and onto my thigh, he starts to cut it but I scream to loud. He gets up and walks to the table again, coming back with a gag, he shoves it in my mouth and goes back to my thigh. After maybe about 4 new cuts on my legs I start to pass out from the loss of blood.

When I awoke I was in a small bathroom, there was lingerie and bandages on the counter with a note saying 'Clean yourself up, and knock on the door when you're done', it didn't seem like Brian's handwriting, but I did as I was told. I didn't want one of them to come in here and try something, I washed out the cuts, crying, it hurt like a bitch. I turned on the shower and got in. The warm water was running down my body, I ran my fingers through my long hair, there wasn't any shampoo or conditioner, only a razor 'Guess they want me to shave' I picked up the razor and threw it at the wall, it broke and fell to the floor. I sat down and started crying, I probably bawled my eyes out for about 30 minutes till I heard banging on the door

"Hurry up in there, I want some fun" Brian says

I winch at his voice, I stand up and turn off the shower, I look at the what they call clothes on the counter, I slip them on 'at least it's better then being naked' I thought to myself. I knock on the door once and it opens, Brian's standing there with a smile on his face.

"Well you clean up nice" He tells me

"You didn't give me anything to wash my hair not even a brush" I stood there as far away as I could. He comes up to me and gabs my waist. He trails his fingers up my body and back down. He brushes his fingers through my hair. He grabs my arm and brings me over to the bed

"Sit" He practically throws me on the bed, I sit up and he crawls behind me, He holds onto my hair and starts braiding it. After he was done he put a blindfold on me and gabs me by the arms and drags me out of the room.

The only thing I could feel next was my arms being tied up, I was standing, and what seemed like standing in a star, My arms were tied up and my feet were tied to two poles. Then I heard it, the sound you never want to hear, the slashing on the floor, I knew what was about to happen.