Chapter 21
Raven rifles around in Dr. Martin’s pants pockets, and looks like a little boy that has found his favorite toy, when he spots his stolen scalpel.
Placing it in his pocket, he winks at me with a slight smile.
“Let’s go. Lead the way, Lunatic.”
I shake my head at him, but he has to know I’m not crazy. Although, I can admit that I’m certainly less sane than I was before I got here.
Heather wraps her arm around my waist, as we walk down the hallway to the other room. My legs are still shaky, and throbbing with pain, so I’m not sure I could make it on my own.
“What the hell did he do to you?” She asks, as we approach my room.
“You don’t want to know, but my inability to walk normally is not only from the drugs.”
Heather stops momentarily and flashes me a sad look.
“He knocked you out again.”
I move my legs as quickly as I can without responding, and grab Marie before someone squishes her. She sits in the palm of my hand as Heather watches me curiously.
“He gave me something so I was awake the entire time, but I couldn’t move. Or talk.”
We both move out of the way, as Raven pulls Dr. Martin by his arms into the room.
He appears to be unconscious, but I don’t understand how, unless the taser knocked him out.
He drops him, not appearing concerned when his head hits the floor.
Grabbing the wooden chair, he scoots it to the middle of the room.
Opening up Dr. Martin’s black bag, he searches through it, and grabs zip ties.
Heather and I watch Raven move the unconscious body from the floor to the chair, before restraining his arms behind the chair, and his feet to the front legs.
After he finishes, he turns to me and his eyes darken a shade, before he rushes over to me.
Placing his hands on my face, he cups my cheeks before lowering his head, and his lips collide with mine.
He kisses me quickly, but aggressively, seeming to ignore that I’m probably covered in blood, and Dr. Martin’s cum.
Pulling back, he grins at me, and I reach up to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.
“I missed you. Get dressed. I’m going to wake him up, and he doesn’t get to look at your body ever again. When I’m done, I’ll ask why you’re holding a fucking cockroach.”
I place Marie on my bed, grab my clothes, and get dressed.
My mind is all over the place. Did Raven save me? Or was it Heather, and he happened to be here? He hasn’t been kind to me either. Maybe Raven isn’t as bad as Dr. Martin, but he’s still not a hero. I turn around to find him staring at me.
“Am I staying here after, or going back to my original room? I just need to know.”
He chuckles softly as he drags his fingers over his stubble.
“Neither. We are walking out of this place.”
I hold my hand over my face, covering my gasp.
“Together,” he adds, letting me know I won’t be going free. For now, I’ll deal with it.
“He never hurt me, Bianca. He hurt you. Tell me what you want me to do to him, and I’ll do it.”
“Oh my God,” Heather gasps excitedly, as if she has ideas. I only have one.
“Rape him,” I say.
He laughs as if I am joking, but I’m not.
“I don’t swing that way, little Lunatic.”
Heather squeals as she rubs her hands together, like this is the best plan ever.
“You don’t have to swing that way. I want you to come in his mouth. He made me eat that pudding with his cum in it. If you won’t do it, fine. I get it. But that’s what I want.”
Raven motions me over to him, but I’m hesitant to get anywhere near Dr. Martin.
“I’m not going to let him hurt you again,” he says.
I walk over to him slowly. While my head knows what he said is true, my body tells me to stay far away from the man that hurt me repeatedly, and would have killed me.
Placing his hand on my chin, he tilts my head back, showing a gentle side I would have bet money didn’t exist.
“Listen to me, you goddamn lunatic. There is no fucking part of me that wants my dick in a man’s mouth. Any man’s, but especially not this fucker’s. Yet, if you ask me to do this, I fucking will. Are you sure? Of all the things you could ask me for, this is your request?”
A tear slips down my cheek, as he stares into my eyes, with a look that feels like a promise that everything will be okay, but I’m not stupid enough to believe him.
I trust him more than Dr. Martin, but not by much.
Still, I need this. The desire to make him feel an ounce of the pain he put me through is intense.
For well over a year, I fantasized about setting the bed on fire with Sullivan in it. Ironic that he died in a fire.
“I need you to give him a little of what he gave to me. He locked me up like an animal, and my only water source was toilet water. The food was non-existent, other than a human being. He drugged me so I’d be awake, but couldn’t move, and raped me repeatedly.
Then he made me eat pudding with his cum in it.
The brutality was endless, Raven. If you’re not willing to do it, fine.
But I promise you, this is what I want. More than that, this is what I need. ”
Lowering his head down, he kisses my lips softly.
“Alright, beautiful girl. We’ll do this your way. Stay close to me. I have a feeling I’ll need you.”
I don’t know what he means exactly, but I stay where I am, and look over to Heather.
“Can you do me a big favor? There’s a dead leg, a calf, in the other cell. Can you bring it to me?”
She raises her eyebrow in surprise, before walking out to do what I asked her to do. My words were ones I never thought I’d say. It’s hard to believe my life has come to this, but here I am.
Raven slaps Dr. Martin across the face hard, and his head rolls back against the chair, before he opens his eyes.
“Wake up, asshole. We have shit to do.”
His head pops up, with a groan escaping from his mouth. I watch him as his eyes dart from Raven to me, as he realizes how bad his current situation is.
“Don’t fucking look at her.”
He pulls on the restraints holding his arms in place, and grunts in irritation when he can’t get free.
“You stupid bitch. I should’ve killed you.”
On instinct, I move to step back, but Raven stops me, wrapping his arm around my waist.
“You’re safe with me.”
Safety is a myth. It’s not any more real than unicorns. Some people believe in fairytales. They think if they look hard enough, they’ll find their happy ending. I don’t live in a fantasy, I’m in a realistic world. I’m only safe until Raven decides I’m not.