Chapter Thirteen
Beatris
T he day feels weird, despite the obvious.
I am happy to be getting out of that office and away from the chaos.
I fucking hate that they are hounding Lorelei like this.
She doesn’t deserve any of it. So what if she wanted to fuck for some extra cash?
I sure as hell would have. Cam will never admit this to her, but he has seen her dance before and had suspected she was doing it, anyway.
He said the times he went there to check on her, she always ended up in one of the back rooms, so I think it was always assumed that she was doing more.
I walk out of the back entrance to the building and step into the alleyway.
I hate going this way, but it keeps me away from the media circus.
Despite the fact that they’re up our ass, it’s a beautiful day.
Sometimes it’s hard to look up at the sky and enjoy the sunshine when clouds loom overhead.
I hope that Lorelei notices the sun eventually.
She’s a strong girl, so I have no doubt that she will find a way to navigate all of this, even if it is piling on little-by-little overtime.
I make it to the sushi restaurant and pick up our order before walking back toward the office.
It’s early still, but I have to go through the main entrance to get back in.
I cut down the alleyway to get to the front of the building.
I get about halfway down when a crowd of people moves in front of the entrance.
“Are you fucking kidding?” I deadpan. I’ll never get through all of those people. I turn to go back the way I came, and panic washes over me. There is a black van blocking the exit and a man in a ski mask walking toward me. Two others come around the van, and I freeze.
No matter how many times I scream at my body to just turn and fucking run, I don’t.
I stand there with tears rolling down my cheeks, fully understanding what’s going on.
When they get within ten feet, I finally bolt.
I don’t get far before one of them grabs me by the hair and yanks me back.
My mouth is covered by a calloused hand before I can scream, and I am swiftly picked up and carried toward the van.
I thrash and scream against the hand. Trying to get away.
Trying to survive. Why didn’t I run? Why did I just fucking stand there?
I could be inside right now instead of being hauled into a van.
The moment the van door shuts, a bag is pulled over my head and my arms are tied behind my back.
“Stop!” I scream, then my pants are yanked off my legs. “Stop! Please stop.”
A man places his hands on my shoulder blades as I am pinned face down in this van and grunts as he shoves himself deep into my ass.
A shrill scream rips from my throat as he starts fucking me hard and deep, desperately searching for release.
“Fuck, this bitch is tight,” he groans. “Stupid fucking whore. Are you crying?”
“Stop,” I whimper. “Please.”
“Yeah,” a man says. “Yep. We got her… Dumb bitch left the office without her brother or boyfriend… Yeah… see ya.”
Fuck, they think I’m Lorelei. What the fuck am I supposed to do now? If I tell them I’m not, they will just go after her. I’d rather die than let her get hurt like this. The moment they grabbed me, I knew I was dead. There is no coming back from this.
The man fucking my ass moans in my ear as he rails into me.
My body has gone limp, and I am just laying here.
Memories of my life with Cameron, Lorelei, and Remington play through my mind, and I find solace in knowing I am saving Lorelei from this cruelty.
Cameron is going to be devastated, but he has Lori and Remy to help him get through my loss.
I wonder how quickly they’ll find my body.
Will they ever? They have so much going on today; it will take them a while to notice I’m gone.
They’ll blame themselves for letting me leave alone, but I knew better than to walk through the alleyway.
I never should have gone that way, but my laziness contributed to that deadly mistake.
When the man comes, another replaces him, and he takes me harder and deeper.
I whimper every time he slams deep, but thankfully, he doesn’t last as long as the other man.
He comes and I am left on the floor of the van with an ass full of come and a bag over my head.
The zip ties are so tight that I can’t feel my fingers, but I don’t care.
I feel like I’m already dead, but I am waiting for my heart to get the memo and stop beating.
Several minutes pass before the van comes to a stop and I am dragged out. Someone picks me up, tossing me over their shoulder, and I’m carried off somewhere. “Put her on the bed,” a familiar voice says.
I am dropped on a mattress, and I am restrained so that my arms and legs are tied to each corner of the bed. The rest of my clothing is cut off, but the bag stays in place. I wonder how mad they will be when they realize they grabbed the wrong woman?
“Anyone seen you?” The familiar voice asks.
“Nope. She cut through the alleyway, and we grabbed her,” a man says.
“Good job, boys,” the familiar voice says closer to me. He grabs hold of the bag and when he yanks it off, I am instantly terrified for Lorelei. She will never expect this level of betrayal. “Are you fucking kidding me? Are you fucking stupid?”
“What?” a man asks.
“That’s not Lorelei, you fucking moron,” he screams. Three shots go off, one right after another, and I am stunned.
I say nothing. I do nothing. I lay here wide-eyed and willing to die to keep Lorelei safe from this evil.
How will she recover from this when she finds out she was betrayed by someone she cared about?
“Well, what the fuck am I going to do with you?” He asks as he turns to me. “You’ve seen my face now.”
“Why would you do this to her?” I ask with a small voice. “She cares about you.”
“She is a dumb whore who cares about those who kiss her ass,” he snaps. “Either you call her and find a way to get her here alone, or you’re dead.”
“Get creative when you kill me,” I say coldly.
He huffs out his laughter as he takes his belt off. He tosses it on my belly as he gets naked. This man is huge all around, and I am fucking terrified of how much pain I’m about to be in. I know my death won’t be fast or painless. He is going to torture me and love every goddamn second of it.
I may not be able to save myself, but I can die knowing that Lorelei is safe right now.
They will have each other to lean on, and my death will help the police figure out who this monster is.
I refuse to beg because I know death is inevitable.
I will endure this pain because the longer he takes with me, the less time he has to get to Lorelei.
He grabs the belt, and I squeeze my eyes shut.
Seconds later, he swings it down, and the pain slices through me as I am hit with the belt.
I am instantly brought to sobs as he wails on me, letting out his frustration that I am not who he wanted me to be.
My screams are quickly becoming ragged and hoarse, but I never mutter a word.
I won’t beg. I won’t say anything. I will not give him the satisfaction of feeling as though he broke me.
By the time he stops hitting me, my voice is gone, and my screams are no louder than a whisper.
My entire body is on fire, and he is breathing heavily.
He climbs on top of me and rams himself into my pussy.
The friction makes me groan as more pain shoots through my belly.
He chuckles and slams in again, forcing another grunt out of me.
I still haven’t opened my eyes, and I won’t.
“Look at me, whore,” he screams. When I don’t, he slaps me. “Stupid fucking bitch.”
He starts fucking me hard and fast, making fresh tears fall.
I can smell the metallic scent permeating the air around us.
I also know that I’m bleeding based on how the friction disappears from his thrusts.
Another scream racks from my throat when he leans in and bites down on the top of my shoulder.
I can feel his teeth puncture my flesh, and my entire body reacts by violently shaking, and my breathing is coming in short bursts from the intense pain radiating from my shoulder.
I’m certain he just took an entire chunk out of my shoulder.
Warmth is spreading around my back and neck, confirming that I’m bleeding.
“You’ll regret being such a loyal friend, sweet Beatris,” he says softly in my ear. “All you had to do was bring her to me.”
“Lorelei will be the death of you,” I choke out, content with my final words.
“And I will be the death of you,” he laughs, his manic voice echoing in my brain long after he stops.
Minutes pass, and he seems to be gone. I know he will be back, so every noise makes me jump.
I am annoyed that he is dragging this out and terrified that he can somehow make this more painful.
When he spreads me open more and something is clamped onto my clit, it is nearly enough to break me.
He pulls out until I whimper in pain and wait for him to do it.
I don’t know how I know, but it is on par with his torture so far.
When the blade slices into me, I am nearly convulsing as a sudden and loud scream rips its way out of me.
The pain is unlike anything I have ever felt and even if I wanted to beg for death, I cannot form anything but desperate screams. I start violently gagging and retching when he forces my flesh down my throat.
His hand is covered in my blood as he makes me swallow my own clit.
I must be going into shock because I hardly feel it when he immediately slams the knife into my pussy, shoving as deep into my abdomen as he can. There is someone else here, but my brain is rejecting the voice I am hearing. There is no way.
I am still screaming as he starts fucking me with the blade, making blood nearly gush out of me. The only thing I can feel is the warmth of my blood and the chilly air surrounding me. My face feels cold, and I am quickly weakening.
He cuts my limbs free before tossing the knife aside.
When he climbs back on the bed, he grabs the backs of my knees and pushes my knees to my chest. He resumes fucking me as hard and fast as he can, but this time he wants to see if he can finish before I die.
I have still yet to open my eyes because I refuse to let him be the last thing I see.
I want to be sad, but I’m not. I know I will be grieved, and it will nearly destroy all of them, but they will survive.
My death will be what drives them to solve this and save not just Lorelei but every other woman that would have otherwise been subjected to what I have been. My death will not be in vain.
As I feel myself starting to slip away, it’s them that I picture.
Cameron, Lorelei, and Remington smiling brightly at me, and I can feel their love drawing me in, telling me it’s okay to give up.
It’s okay to move on without them. I am passing without regret or worries, and that is the best thing I could have ever asked for.
A warm light takes over my mind, and I become weightless.
Even from far away, I can feel their presence as the world fades.