LA Underworld |colby brock

18 | can be triggering to some readers

Trigger warning

I woke up in a dark room with on a small window as light. Guessing at the size and the placement of the window I was in a basement. I was in a chair with my hands tied to each arm of the chair and my legs tied to each leg of the chair.

"Fuck" I muttered out loud. "Ah I see you finally awake"Gabe said as he walked into view.

"Why am I here, you could have down this to any other bitch what is so special about me?" I asked getting curious.

"Hm actually I was wondering if you were going to ask that. Let's see, maybe it's the way you'd scream when I'd fuck you unwillingly. Man that sound is hot. Maybe it's the way you would try and keep me out by holding you legs shut then realizing it's inevitable. Maybe the way tears flow out of your eyes as my friends take turns with your innocence. Maybe it's the way you would beg me to stop damn the shit always turned me on." He said with a smug smile on his face.

I honestly thought I was going to vomit. The way those words made me want me want to die. He noticed my face and got up into my face. I spit on him but didn't turn my head away.

"Now now darling that's not the way I trained you to act but then again you never really listened. So now you are going to have to be punished" he said while clicking his tongue.

I started thrashing through my chair hoping it would do something. But I knew better than that. I was screwed. He gave me a look a pure evil and took a knife out and stabbed my thigh. Oh fuck that hurts.

It got me to stop moving for the time being enough for him to sock me in the face. After he socked me a thought popped into my head. The earring. All I have to do is triple tap one of my earrings for my location to be sent out.

But then another thought popped into my head. Colby was making out with his ex he doesn't care about me. Tears rolled down my face as I received another blow but this time to my stomach.

3 more guys came into the room to move me to a mattress. I tried to fight like hell knowing what was next. As soon as they untied my arms I tried to put up a fight but also lift my arm high enough to touch my earring.

The 4 of them got me on the mattress and tied my arms above me while widening my legs and tying them. I couldn't reach my ear and I couldn't stop what was about to happen.

  They ripped off all of my cloths. All of my cloths were now in a pile of material. None of them wearable again. All 4 of them had taken off their pants and in that moment I wish I had never existed.

     They took turns using me as their personal toy. The only plus was that they wore condoms. Doesn't matter anyway I wasn't going to make it out of here alive and shit even if i did the condoms could have broke from how rough they were being.

     As they were finishing up I started to notice the bruises forming all over my body. Most were either hand prints or finger prints but others were from the hits I received from before and after.

     Days went by of the same things over and over and over again. I was starting to notice there wasn't much skin of mine you could see through the bruising. I was ready to die and I was expecting it wouldn't be long. I couldn't hold on my longer.

      It became a routine. In the morning the men would come and have their time with me. Then mid day, Gabe would come in and beat and stab me. After he left another man would come in a give me a bit of water. After that night would come around and then men would come back and continue to use me.

     I was covered in my own blood. Some blood from the stab wounds and the hits, some blood from the continuous pounding in my lower abdomen.

    It had been a week and I was ready for death. The door cracked and Gabe came in for our afternoon session. "Hello princess" he said smugly. "How much longer til you finally kill me" I asked hoping it would be soon. 

       "Now why would I do that you have the best pussy" he said in a happy tone. Ew.

         He walked over to me and started to hit me.  The the stabbing and shit. Oh I also forgot to mention I've been shot three times. In non life threatening places of course.

         "Oh what pretty earrings these are"he said grabbing them and rubbing his finger over them. He has now tapped twice. One more time please one more time. He dropped them and walked away.

      He turned around and shot me in the shoulder before leaving the room. I felt my eyes start to get heavy finally maybe I would actually die. Black consumes me as my thoughts do as well.

      I find myself thinking about Colby again. At first I think about the good times. And then I think about him cheating on me on my birthday. Was I not enough? Why wouldn't he just break up with me?

      My thoughts get shut off as black consumes me more. This is it. I am not going to make it out of here alive not that I thought I would. But it's too late I never got to touch the earrings. It's too late for me.

     Finally that's it I feel nothing more

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This was a hard chapter to write
I apologize if this triggers anyone That was not my intention
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