Chapter Twenty #2
I just stare at him. I have no idea what to say.
He is actually insane and there is no reasoning with insanity.
I just close my eyes and hold my head where it is bleeding on the floor.
I feel him before I hear him, and he is grabbing my arms and pulling me up.
I go limp, I don’t want him to touch me, but unfortunately, he is much bigger than me and can hold my weight.
Before I come to a fully standing position, I am thrown onto a bed.
I lay there, knowing what to expect. Just because it is familiar doesn’t make it something I can ever get used to.
He unties my shoes and takes them off, not noticing the knife I have in the bottom of it, and sets it down on the floor next to the bed I am lying on.
Next, he unbuttons my pants and slides them down off my body.
I’m left in my socks, underwear, shirt, and coat.
I am just praying he doesn’t go for my bra until I can stash it in my coat in the room somewhere.
But, unfortunately, life is not always full of granted wishes.
“Sit up. Take your coat off. Get fully undressed, Surry.” I do as he instructs.
Fortunately, I am able to take off my bra and shirt together, so that I can hide the gun in it, placing them onto my coat lightly to ensure no noise.
I take my socks off and place them with my coat as well.
Now I stand before him, completely nude.
He begins to look me over, I am sure noticing the new tattoos, the ones covering the scars he left on my body that he never got to see healed. He only saw the wounds.
“What is this scar?” He asks and points to the one that goes from hip to hip, almost like a smiley face.
“It is from when you put me in the hospital when I finally escaped you,” I spat at him.
“Why?”
“Because you all ruined my body. You hurt more than just the outside, you did internal damage, you stupid fuck.” His eyes widen. I think he is finally shocked for once in his whole life.
“Where is my child, Surry?”
“Who’s to say it was yours? How many men was it that day?
Twenty? Thirty? I know I stopped counting somewhere in the teens.
You raped me and got me pregnant. Then your men raped your pregnant wife,” I pause, waving my index finger in the direction of the hall where we came from and then pointing back to him.
He slaps my face again so hard that I fall onto the bed.
He then loses it and screams an unintelligible noise before pushing me all the way down on the bed and forcing my thighs open so he can place his knees between.
“Let’s call this man you say loves you, and see if he would enjoy the show. What do you say, Surry?” I don’t answer, just close my eyes and turn my head.
The next thing I hear is the hollow, digital tone of a phone ringing—that mechanical purr that seems to stretch time itself.
I open my eyes, momentarily disoriented by the harsh ceiling light, to find Gavin kneeling between my splayed thighs, his eyes fixed on my exposed center with a predatory intensity that makes my skin prickle.
His mouth twists into something between a smirk and a snarl as he holds his phone at arm's length, the blue glow illuminating the sweat beading on his collarbone.
The speaker icon glows on the screen, broadcasting each ring that reverberates through the otherwise silent room.
“This is Brenden,” he really called Brenden? What the fuck.
“You know, I could have called from my phone, but I was hoping that the sight of my sweet wife’s name on your phone would give you some hope.
Which, if I’m being honest, you shouldn’t have.
I forgot how great her pussy is. You failed to mention that when we spoke earlier.
But these tattoos, they need to go. Which ones do you think I should burn off first?
” I didn’t even notice he was using my phone until he said that.
“Yes, I do know since I’ve been buried in it for the last few months. And if you even think about touching one of her goddam tattoos I’ll drive my boot so far up your ass you will be able to tie the laces with your teeth.”
Oh my God, Brenden. I internally cover my face. What the fuck is he doing?
“Ah, yes. About that, I see she is not with child. Are you incapable of creating heirs, Brenden Slater?” Please, Brenden, don’t say a fucking word. I didn’t tell him on purpose. I’d most likely already be dead if he knew my uterus was gone.
“No, I’m not. But I also don’t do anything to Surry that is against her will.
And children would be against her will. You and I are not the same, Gavin.
Don’t try to relate to me. Or upset me. I know how the rest of your life will pan out.
I’m not worried about it.” Ya. He is definitely trying to get me murdered. What the fuck.
“Speaking of which, where is my child. I assume Stefan is with you. Do they have my child? He has to be what, ten now? Eleven?” Gavin really thinks I had that baby all those years ago. I swear, I have never met a more moronic person.
“All I know, is that I won’t be telling you shit, sweet cheeks.”
Gavin rolls me to the side and slaps my ass, causing me to cry out, before rubbing it. He is staring at the welt, watching it grow on my skin.
“My handprint looks so excellent on the milky white skin of her ass. Don’t you love that as well?
” He begins to unbutton his pants and pulls the zipper down before pulling his dick out and begins to stroke it between my thighs, the tip barely coming in contact with my entrance. I squeeze my eyes shut.
“Would you like to stay on the phone with me as I fill her with my seed, or would you like me to save you the embarrassment of fulfilling her needs and hang up first?”
“Let me talk to her. Now,” is all Brenden growls out.
“Ah ah ah, now Brenden. Don’t get any ideas. You can’t save her. You don’t even know where she is.” There is a slight pause on Brenden’s side of the phone.
“You’re right, Gavin. I can’t. So can you at least let me say goodbye?”
“Now that is not what I expected,” Gavin says to me. “You hear that, Surry darling? He is giving you up. He would like to speak with you.”
“He-hello,” is all I manage to get out. I am having trouble finding my voice. This is all too much.
“Hey Siren, do you remember the first night we spent together?” Obviously, but I am not sure what he is getting at.
“Yes-” I cut short as to not fill in any more details for Gavin to use against me.
“Did you hear me say that I wish I could bottle your scent to always have it with me?” What? No, I have no idea what he is talking about. But I will play along.
“...Yes?” My answer framed as more of a question, what is he getting at…
“I want you to know that I will forever smell your scent on my pillow. Do you understand?” He is coming for me, he is going to save me.
But he is trying to do it in a way only I would understand.
But I can’t reply because Gavin is getting more agitated, and is working his cock faster and more disgustingly in front of me and I can’t take my eyes off of it since I don’t know what he is planning on doing.
“I think so.” Is all I can manage to get out.
“Okay Siren, I love you. Give the phone back now.” I don’t get the chance to say it back because Gavin snatches it out of my hands.
“Now, Brenden,” is how Gavin begins. “Would you like to stay on the phone, or would you like me to send you a video. I am happy to do either.” He is prodding at my entrance now with his disgusting body part.
“No thanks. I will catch up with you later though, alright?”
The phone makes the disconnect sound, and I know Brenden has hung up.
I knew he couldn’t do anything to help me right now.
But it took the wind out of me when I heard those three beeps indicating the call was ended.
Gavin is leaning over me now, and I just close my eyes.
I feel the tip slip into me, and I go to the quiet place in my mind.
I used to have this secret place within my mind when he would get on top of me.
I would think about the compound in Oregon.
The pool, the huge fields of nothing to run around, catching bugs and snakes.
There was the random bunny here and there too.
So peaceful. It takes me away so well I barely feel my body.
I can tell he is inside me, but not very far.
A buzzing sound shakes me from that place and causes me to open my eyes, feeling him all the way inside me nearly causes me to gag. He halts, unable to continue. The lights go out.
“FUCK!” He screams out at everyone and no one.
“WHY ARE THE FUCKING LIGHTS OUT!” I just lay as still as possible, hoping that he will forget what his plans were.
A man walks into the room, I notice he doesn’t need to enter the code to come in.
He looks at me with hungry eyes, being able to see me due to the emergency backup lights that dimly illuminate the room.
“Sir, the power is out but we are unsure why. The surrounding buildings are also out, but the city is fine, so it is only us.”
“Fuck.” He shakes his head and looks down at me before pulling out and stuffing his dick back in his pants, zipping himself back in.
The man looks down my entire body now and licks his lips.
The second Gavin is off the bed, I shut my legs and grab the blanket on the bed to cover me. The man looks away and faces Gavin.
“What would you like us to do, sir?”
“Guard the girls’ rooms. I will go talk with everyone else. Stay in the hallway and do not move. Do you understand me?” Gavin turns to look at me. “We will be together again once I sort out this little problem.” Then they turn and walk away, leaving me in the dark room alone.