Hours later, I managed to fall asleep, dreaming of escaping and seeing my family. When I opened my eyes, Rouge was sitting on the bed watching me.
"You know you cry in your sleep?" he asked casually. I shook my head and wiped my eyes on my t-shirt. "Well, you do. But anyways, it's almost dinner so go ahead and take a shower."
I nodded and got up, walking to the dresser. I picked out a tank top and some sweatpants, noticing that all the underwear was pretty and lacey, no plain ones. And I finally got a bra. He stood up quietly and left the room. I clutched my clothes and went into the bathroom.
I ran a hot bath and stripped out my clothing, letting the hot water engulf me. I let out a sigh and layed my head on the edge of the tub, closing my eyes. I thought of ways to escape and also save the girls. I knew my dad wouldn't pay the ransom, and I'd be stuck here to be used and beaten.
A knock on the door interrupted my thoughts. I jumped up out from the comfort of the bath, splashing water everywhere. I hurried and snatched up my towel right before the door swung open.
"Hurry, you've been in here for over an hour," Rouge said entering the bathroom. He grabbed my bra and walked over to me. "Turn around."
I slowly did as told and he came up behind me. I shuddered as he kissed my shoulder and pulled the towel off of me leaving me naked. I fought the urge to cover myself. He slid the bra on me and strapped it before walking over to get my underwear.
I was still not facing him until he spun me around. I decided not to meet his gaze so I looked at his shirt. He placed the underwear in my hand and I quickly slipped it on. "I think you can finish the rest."
I nodded and slipped on my clothes. He pulled my hair up into a ponytail and grabbed my hand and pulled me out the room.
We walked silently into the kitchen where the aroma of pizza made my stomach growl. I noticed Kenzie and Sarah sitting in the boy's laps. Rouge sat and patted his thigh.
"No, way. I have every right to sit in a chair as you three do. We shouldn't be degraded and made to sit on y'all," I spoke violently shaking my head. Rouge leaned over and snatched my arm, pulling me into his lap. I started to struggle, but quickly stopped when he pierced his nails into my leg.
"Behave," he growled in my ear. I whimpered and sat still. He put a slice of cheese pizza on a plate in front of me. I easily gulped it down, hoping for another piece.
"Stop," I heard Sarah whisper to Ace. He had his hand in between her legs.
"Excuse you, that is considered rape since she said 'stop'. You are a disgusting human being," I snarled at Ace before Rouge shoved me to the floor. I landed on my hands and knees, having the breath knocked out of me.
"Why do you always have to open your fucking mouth?" Rouge spat at me, standing from his chair. I began to crawl away but he grabbed my hair and yanked me to my feet. "I'll be right back," Rouge said, pushing me out the kitchen.
"Let go," I shrieked as he half dragged me into his room. He threw me in the room, locking me in alone.
I walked to his bed, sitting cautiously. I sniffed, pleading myself not to cry. I pictured my mom, she had left my father when I was four after seeing him with another woman. In her rage, she left me behind. I thought about how my life would have been different if my dad wouldn't have cheated. I probably wouldn't be in this hell hole.
I layed back on his bed, pulling the covers over me. This time I let the tears fall, letting loud sobs escape from my mouth.
Rouge barged in on my pity party, anger rolled off him in invisible waves. In his hands was a plate of pizza. I looked up in hope that he'd give me the food then leave. He did neither.
"What you did was unacceptable," he said, slamming the pizza down on a nightstand causing me to jump.
"And kidnapping is acceptable?" I whispered. He glared at me and came over to the bed. I sat up just as his hand collided with my cheek.
After I yelped, I threw the covers off me and stood up making him take a step back.
"I sick and tired of you hitting me! You stole me like I'm property!" I kept rambling on until he grabbed my neck. Both my hands flew up to his grip. He pulled me up to him so I was on my tiptoes, I made a gurgling sound, and he let me go as quickly as he grabbed me. I fell to the floor on my hands and knees, gasping for air. He stood there towering over me with a smirk playing on his face.
"Ya think you'd know the rules by now," he said sarcastically. I looked up at him.
"Fuck you," I breathed out, standing. I expected him to slap me, but he simply nodded and walked out the room, locking the door from the outside.
I ran into the bathroom, emptying my stomach of its contents. I broke out into a cold sweat and went to the bed. I let sleep take me away soon after.
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Forced |1|Mystery / Thriller
"why won't you just let me go?" Blakely is fifteen and when her and her dad get into a fight, she storms out the house. Only to be taken to a place in which she's forced to stay.