Vanessa D'Angelo is a regular teenager that moved to Tulsa Oklahoma with her older brother, but things get out of hand once she meets one of her brother best friends. Who is he? And why is she so crazy over a guy she just met? Read more to find out...
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Vanessa Pov
We got to the station and all the cops looked at me as if I was like a an alien or something.
"We found her" Tracie smiled
"Yeah she was in our basement, where our brother kidnapped her and raped her for 10 months" Gracie said, I probably look really bad.
"Can we bring you in for some questioning?" The cop asked me
"Yeah, thanks you guys" I hugged the girls
"You both can't leave yet, we are asking questions to all of you" the other cop said to us
"Ms, D'Angelo and girls follow me" we followed the cop the a room
"Please sit down, please know you guys are going to be recorded, and tell the truth and only the truth" I nodded and so did the girls
"First the girls cause both of you are younger the 15 and probably aren't aloud to hear what Vanessa has to say" the cop said to the girls
"Okay" they looked kinda scared
"What are your names and age?"
"I'm Tracie"
"I'm Gracie"
"We are both 12"
"Okay when did you find Vanessa? And what did you see? Just tell us the story of your point of view"
"Okay so 10 months ago, our brother Neil kept going into the basement and locked it all the time," Tracie said
"Yeah and then he just went there every single night after our parents went to sleep, we would always here like tv screams, at least that's what he would tell us" Gracie said softly
"He always said he would kill us or take our toys or things away if we ever went done to the basement," Tracie gulped
"Then today he left and forgot to lock it, so we wanted to know what was down there, so we went down stairs and heard Vanessas cry for Help and we turned on the light and she was there tied up, practically naked, then we just gave her some clothes and food," Gracie said biting the inside of her cheeks
"So this happened everyday for 10 months and you didn't tell anyone?" The cop asked them
"We thought it was one of his bro caves, cause sometimes his friends would go down to but they always locked the door," Tracie explained
"Okay, thank you girls, now you both can leave, please give me your address and home phone, and both of you are free to go"
"Okay" Tracie wrote it on the piece of paper
"Bye Vanessa" they both waved
"I'll see you guys later, thanks again" I waved back and they both left
"Okay Vanessa tell us what happened" The cop looked at me dead in the eyes
"From the very beginning right?" I asked him
"Yes" he nodded "And people are also watching through the mirror"
"Yeah I kinda assume" I mumbled
"So on December 13th it was my cousins birthday, and well he invited like a bunch of people cause he's a sixteen year old that wants to be popular. So I went and I was wearing a dress and well I was getting some beer, and this guy comes up to me and started touching me, I kept telling him to stop, then my best friend Um can I say names?" I asked the guy
"Yeah that would be better" he nodded and wrote it all down
"Okay, so Dally my best friend grabbed the guy and punched him really hard making him like go out cold and well yeah. Anyway the party went on I was having a good time, then my overprotective brother Tim was like being an asshole and saying that Dally and I were too close while dancing. So that turned into a heated argument, we said some rude things to each other then I left the party"
"Okay you are taking about the 2 hoods in town tim and Dallas Winston?" He asked me
"Yeah but they aren't really part of the whole thing I'm just saying what caused most of this, anyway the following morning I went to Tim's, and confronted him, then I like pushed him to the wall and put a blade to his neck and then he pushed me off and I was dumb and didn't see the floor and I tripped and hit my head and bit my lip, I left after that."
"So Tim Shepeard is the-"
"No he didn't do anything, we were just arguing over something idiotic, anyway I was walking around town and I was close to my friends house so I guess I was walking there, I heard this car pull up and there was like 3-5 boys in the car, and they kept cat calling me and well just trying to hook up and I didn't want to, then I like did something to make them mad I don't remember but I kicked one of them in the balls and then I ran for it but they all tackled me and I tried yelling for help but they put tape over my mouth and knocked me out cold."
"Do you know the names of these boys?" He asked me
"No" I shook my head "I only know one name"
"Okay continue"
"So then I wake up strapped on top a chair in a dark room with one candle in the middle which lit up the middle of the room, then I kept yelling and crying for help and I got knocked out again. After that I woke up and I was handcuffed to a bed and yes in a fucking sexual way. I was in there for 2 weeks at the time and Neil the boy came down and started taking off my pants, and I was having a panic attack cause I have attacks sometimes, and well he didn't care, and he raped me when I told him to stop but he didn't. That happened for 10 months, I didn't really have that much food and water, just left overs, and I was used like a doll and human punching bag. Sometimes his friends would come and just do the same thing" I explained
"Anything happen after that? Or today?" He asked me
"Well the girls found me and helped me out, gave me food and clothes, then Neil came back and I beat the shit out of him, then we came here.....oh and I was sold out by someone, her name is Sylvia Johnson, she was the one that told Neil to kidnap me and rape me and he did and he enjoyed it"
"Okay thank you, that was perfect information, you can go home and make a call" he pointed to the phone, I didn't really want to call anyone right now, plus it was late, people are probably sleeping, I spent more then half of the day In The room then the girls found me and well it's night time.
"Thanks" I got up and left the room. I walked out of the station and started walking to where ever my feet took me.