Kidnapped

Part 21

This chapter contains mature content, and also trigger warning!!

I am so nervous to get back to the house. I really don't want to be there anymore. I hope one of the guys are back so he won't do anything to bad. When we pull into the drive I can feel my heart in my throat. Sam parks the car and drags me inside with him. 

He drags me all the way upstairs into his room. I know it is his room, but I haven't ever actually been in it. He picks me up and throws me on the bed. Before I even have a chance to get up, he handcuffs my hands. Great what is going to happen now. 

He leaves the room for a second, so I try to get out of the handcuffs. That did not help me at all. He comes back in and has an evil smirk on his face. He starts to take off his shirt, so now he is only in his shorts. He comes over to me and crawls on top of me. 

He leans down and whispers in my ear. "You know, the only reason you aren't dead yet is because we all love you. We didn't just see you on the street and think, lets kidnap that girl. No, we have be stalking you and waiting for the right time because we all love you and want to share you." He says then he leans back smiling and biting his lip.

What the Frick did he just say. "All the people in this house, love me. Yet you all torture me and kidnapped me. You all killed my best friend, and threatened to kill my mom if I didn't listen. Why would that think that would make me like any of you guys. All of you are monsters, and I hate all of you."

I heard a bag drop behind Sam, and all four boys are behind him. standing with shocked expressions but they also look hurt. Why do they get to look hurt, and why would they be shocked. After all the things they did to me, what they think that would make me like any of them. They are completely wrong. 

Everybody just stared at each other for a while until Sam got off of me and started talking to the boys, in their dumb circle they do. Meanwhile, I am stick handcuffed to the bed. They all turn around and have some angry expressions, I am guessing that means Sam told them what happened. 

"You know, instead of killing someone you love, let's do something we all have been wanting to do for a long time." One of them says and they all look at each other grinning and nodding. 

All of them started to come towards me and I tried to back away as much as possible. Sam got back on top of me and ripped off my shirt. Literally ripped it off like it was a piece of paper. He started tracing my stomach like Jake did. All of them are watching what Sam is doing and I start trying to struggle to get away. 

"Stop struggling or this will be longer, and more painful. Well painful to you." Liam says while they all laugh. I start to cry because now I know what they mean't. They are going to rape me or do stuff like that. 

Sam leans down and kisses my tears, "Aww, Don't cry love. It could be pleasurable for you too if you would just stop fighting us." I shake my head quickly. But Sam ignores that and starts to undo my pants. I start to struggle again because this can not happen. "Please stop!" I say while crying. They all come over and start to touch me. I start to cry more. 

-Time skip because Rape is gross and I am not about to write details and if you wanted details you can screw off. This isn't for your sexual fantasies- 

They all left after they were done. I am laying in bed crying. I have never in my life experienced so much pain and embarrassment. I just want to die now. I keep up and walk as best as I could to the bathroom and change into clothes. I look at the mirror and see myself. Though, I don't see myself as me anymore. I look like a broken 16 year old who has nothing to live for anymore. 

I start thinking and get an idea. I look at the mirror and punch it as hard as I can. It breaks and I grab one of the broken pieces. I hear all the boys running upstairs but they can't get to me in time because I locked both doors. 

I hear all of them yelling at me to let them in. I start to laugh to myself, "I know they can't get in here because all their keys are in their pants. And guess what, their pants are... on the floor, in this bedroom." The only way they can get in is by breaking down the door. Which I think they are trying to do. 

So I put the glass to my wrist and cut both sides. Now I just have to bleed out. There's a huge crash, "Hmph, I guess they got one door down." I say to myself again.  All the boys are knocking on the door harshly, trying to get in, but it's too late. I start to feel light headed. Adios world... then blackness.