Save Me

Demons

Reva

Warning! this chapter contains mention of a gang rape...

How could things have changed so soon? Everything was pitch black. One moment she had been getting into a cab that her sister had sent to pick them up and now.  She had drunk a little too much and she knew she should not have. Now in retrospect, she thought those drinks must have been laced. She could not recall anything from the last couple of hours. Her heart started to race as she tried to look around. Yet, it was pointless everything was black and she felt panicked. 

She was in a dark room with no light coming through. She felt hot and dizzy. As much as she tried to get up, her body pulled her back down. Where was Alice? Why did she feel so hot? Everything did not make sense. Sabrielle should have told Alice to meet her elsewhere, not in that shady bar. Now only hell knew where they were, and what if something had happened to her sweet sister? 

'No, not after all this time of not seeing her!' Sabrielle thought, I can't have failed her again? she panicked. She thought of Ville and how worried he would be... her heart began to race and her palms began to sweat profusely, she was going to have a panic attack any second.

"Here is the amount we agreed to, don't overdo it as I said I just want a little payback is all, I don't want to hear about a death! Do you understand?" Alice said as she handed the man money. The man with a set of dark eyes and a sick expression on his face grinned as she handed the money over, amazed at how people were willing to do anything in the world with their money, even sell out their own blood. Still, he was going to get paid and have quite a lot and have fun in the process. So who cared about the morality of it he had done worse things.

"About that Ms. Dupont, I brought some friends. I couldn't help myself, I have a thing for sharing, they promise to be careful of course, we don't wanna break the poor thing!" he said with a mock look of concern on his grotesque face. "It will be more pleasurable for you to see her suffer that way don't you think, and I am not even asking for more money, it's all for me," he said—a sick look on his twisted face. Alice held back the bile that rose in her throat. Punishing her was her goal. But she did not know if she wanted to be that extreme. Still, who cared?

Sabrielle had it easy. She hadn't been locked in an orphanage. Had not been molested by the supervisor, or beaten by her boyfriend. She hadn't been bullied for being different. She had the chance to start over in a new country? 

Alice had been forced to go back to her mother and care for her after all that. Even if she hated her, she had been stuck with that monster. A monster who made her feel guilty for Sabrielle's mistakes. Meanwhile, it seemed Sabrielle had gotten the chance to start over. She had seen her with that new man, living the life of a celebrity. Oh no, no, she would pay! Alice thought bitterly.

"Do as you please, but do not kill her. I want her to live with the memory of this day. Also, she must not know it was me. Remember, you jumped her and me. But I was knocked in the head by accident, and you had to leave me because the cops were coming." she said. "Furthermore, the most important thing is that she must not lose her trust in me after this," Alice added. "She must believe I had nothing to do with this, do you hear?" Alice said. 

"As for everything else, I will take care of the legal issues. I have someone willing to take your place in jail. You will be able to leave the city before they know," Alice said firmly. The man was appalled at her wicked heart yet he did not expect less from a rich snobby girl. All he cared about was the fun he and his friends would have tonight.

Sabrielle started to hyperventilate. Where was Alice? Her head hurt. She felt hot. She started to rip her clothes off. Her body was burning. "What a pleasant surprise," she heard a male voice say. Her heart froze, yet she could not move. "Come in, guys, I think she is dying to meet you all!" he said as more men walked into the room—sick grins on their wicked faces.

Sabrielle screamed and tried to run, but her feet were like jelly. Her heart was racing as one of them overpowered her. "Let me start," he said, a sick smile on his face. He reeked of alcohol.

"You just relax there, little girl. It will be less painful that way," he said, unzipping his pants and pulling her legs apart as the others held her down as she cried and pleaded for them to stop. Alice stopped by the door and a smile graced her once innocent face, Now it is her turn to scream and feel that all hope is gone, she thought bitterly.

Sabrielle screamed as she struggled. She was in hell, pure hell, and everything seemed hopeless. She fought with every fiber of her being, hoping that Alice was ok. She hoped that these bastards had not touched her beloved sister, that she had not failed her again.

Outside, a nightingale cried, and dark clouds covered the stars.

Some miles away, Ville awoke with a start. He felt his heart racing, his mind was for a moment nothing but a  jumble. He reached for his phone to see if she had not called. It was late. He ran to get his chucks and coat on, racing to find a cab and some help. His heart felt as if it was breaking.

Sorry, that took a dark turn. What will happen next?