I'm Not Real

Chapter Six

MAJOR TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️ KIDNAPPING, SEXUAL AND PHYSICAL ASSAULT, AND MENTAL ABUSE

Chapter Six: Porcelain

When he finally came to, he was in his and Cherry's bed. He could hardly breath, hyperventilating more and more with each detail he noticed about the room.

His things were all either destroyed, on the floor, or nailed to the wall haphazardly. There was blood dripping down his face and neck. Some dried, some, not so much.
His wrists and ankles were tied up, and he could've sworn that there was something tight against his neck.

He had to get out of here before...

Cherry.

She skipped into the room with all the enthusiasm as someone who'd just learned they were going to Disney world. It was unsettling to say the least.

He sat in front of him on the bed, sitting him up and positioning him to lean against the wall the the right of the bed. She began scooting next to him. He tried to move away from her, but was unsuccessful, only making her grab him by his sides and pull him so that his legs were on her lap.

He began to cry only for her to slap him and pull him closer. He only cried harder when she started to kiss him. He flinched back and hit his head on the wall, making him dizzier than he already was. He couldn't get away from her, and that was the worst thing he could think of.

She grabbed his tied up wrists and positioned them around her neck, as if Keith was hugging her. Cherry smiled and kissed him while Keith struggled. His arms were stuck and he couldn't move his legs to kick her. How would he get out?

And...

What was she doing now?

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Pico woke up, calm. He heard something last night but assumed Nene was fucking with Keith or something. She always did that when they had guests over. So he went back to sleep when he heard it.

He got up and got ready for his day, when he heard Darnell shout from downstairs, "Where's Keith?!" Nene replied wih, "He's not down there?"
"No, he's gone! Pico, he with you?"
"No."

Pico was starting to panic.

He was always quite protective of Keith after the incident, and this was a scenario of his nightmares. That noise from last night could've been someone kidnapping him, or killing him and taking the body, or his father taking him away, or... "Pico!" Nene slammed open his door and marched inside. "C'mon man, we think he's with Cherry!"

Cherry?
Oh god, Cherry?!
Why was it always Cherry?!

He was fueled by rage just enough to stomp downstairs, where Darnell was, and tell them to come and talk to him about how to save him.

After a while they agreed on a plan. Well... More like, a plan to plan? The point was they agreed to find Whitty and then find a way to sneak into Cherry's house. They wanted Whitty to help them because, quite frankly, he was tall and could help them get to high places. Like the second floor from outside if need be.

So it was decided. Nene got her knife, Darnell, a small bomb, and Pico grabbed two of his guns.

We found his number on Keith's phone, which was left behind. There was a small amount of blood splashed on one arm of the couch and on the phone. It was concerning and angering to say the least.

They called Whitty and told him to come over, giving him the address. He seemed just as panicked as Pico. It almost annoyed him how similar their reactions were, but he was too focused to think about how much he was agitated with Whitty. He was coming and they would get Keith back.

About ten minutes later, Whitty practically ripped the door off with how aggressively he opened the door.
"WHO THE FUCKIN FUCK DID IT"

This mission was gonna be a success, I can feel it.