*Trigger warning* there is some instances of sexual abuse/rape in this chapter



Joseph

"Cameron I swear to god if something else happens to her until I get there I'm going to literally kill you. Don't let me down little cousin. Don't let her down." I warned my cousin over the phone. "We're looking at almost an entire week till I can come get her." My tone couldn't be more serious.

"Joseph, relax nothing is going to happen to her. I've basically been sleeping outside her room. I got pull here man I can take care of her. The only really problem at this point is Stefan that sick bastard. He comes by several times a day." His attempt to reassure me of his competence didn't do much.

"If he touches her.." I trailed off leaving my warning hanging in the air. He would hopefully assume the worst.

"I know, I know I got it handled..." Cameron trailed off and began talking to someone in the background. I sucked in a gulp of air at hearing the person he was talking too. Her sweet voice was slightly groggy like she had just woken up. Cameron had informed me when she woke up after the torture she had endured, but she'd been knocked out on pain pills basically from the moment she woke up.

"Cameron. Cameron let me talk to her." For the first time in my life I felt like I was begging.

He scoffed and laughed a little. "Alright, alright since you asked so nicely."

"Joseph?" She whispered in her tired groggy voice.

"Jessica." I sighed with relief. It had been 3 days since I had seen her safe.

"Yeah it's me."

"Are you alright? Is Cameron taking care of you. No ones touched you since.." I trailed off deciding to not bring up the torture. Whether for her benefit or mine I wasn't sure.

"Yea. I mean I hurt all over and all I want to do is sleep but I think I'll be alright yea. Cameron hasn't let anyone in my room. There have been a couple of times when there were knocked but then they left so I guess Cameron is doing a good job of keeping everybody away from me. I'm not sure how he has so much pull here, but I guess that's a question for another time." She laughed and then began coughing for a good 30 seconds straight. "Sorry about that. I guess I have some broken ribs."

I stayed silent trying to control the anger that was radiating inside of me. "I'm going to come and get you. You won't be there for much longer ok. You're going to be ok. Just hold on a little longer. Cameron is going to take good care of you until I get there. Then I'm going to bring you home." I tried to reassure her, but I myself was worried about the plan that we had come up with. There were holes that didn't make sense to me but what choice did I have? They had my girl.

"Ok." She answered quietly. "Don't take too long alright." Her soft voice did a number on me. My heart clenched and I yearned to touch her.

"I won't." I whispered back.

I yearned to tell her that nothing bad was going to happen, but I had learned long ago to never make a promise you can't keep.

••••

Jessica

It had been 3 days since Joseph and I's phone conversation. Wednesday's night was making its appearance. The light that had been coming in through the window all day was almost completely gone. Darkness was once again wrapping is dark claws around me.

In the morning it was happening. He was coming to get me out of this place. I laid as peacefully as I could, but every time I heard footsteps walk passed my door I held my breath.

I felt stupid for getting so anxious about every little sound but there was no way I could defend myself at this point. I could barley lift my arm of my own power. As embarrassing as it is to admit I couldn't even feed myself. Cameron's friend/ Aka the doctor here came in every day and helped me eat and dress into clean clothes. She was a nice lady. Someone I had come to consider a friend.

A knock sounded on my door bringing me out of my thoughts. I froze in the bed. Cameron didn't ever knock he just came right in. My heart started to pick up the pace as adrenaline began to pump through my system.

The door creaked open and a stream of light was let into the room silhouetting the figure in front of it. I couldn't think of a more practical plan so I opted to pretend to be asleep.

The unknown person came close to me and say at the edge of the bed next my head. Their hand came in contact with my cheek and stroked the skin there and along my jaw bone. It took every ounce of will power to not cringe away from the hand. The hand moved continuously downward over my supposed sleeping body. He moved the covers from my body revealing my broken and bruised body.

It was hard to control my frantic breathing and furiously beating heart.

"Oh my poor little doll. Look what's happened to you." The person who I could now identify as a man said and moved his fingers over all the bandages my short clothes didn't cover. His hand rested on my stomach and he bent his face down to mine. His lips brushed along my jaw line and up to my ear. He kissed along the cartilage until he got to the lobe and then lightly sucked on it. I thought this a good time to "wake up".

"What are you doing?" I asked trying to bring my arms up so I could push him away but one was being held down and the other was useless to help. It being broken in 2 places. "Stop." I struggled to get out of the grip he held my good hand captive in. "Let me go!" I said frantic.

"Stop moving around princess. It'll only make this harder for you." He moved his weight on top of me moving my legs apart so he could rest in between them.

"No!" I yelled hopefully loud enough for someone to hear and help me. "GET OFF OF M-... " my sentence was cut short by the mans tie being stuffed in my mouth.

"Can't have you making all that noise can I huh little Jessie." He said while he got got off of me. He moved over to the door and for the first time since he came in I could see his face. No surprise of the man. Stefan closed the door cutting off all any light from entering the room. "Wouldn't want Cameron coming back now would we." He chuckled to himself. This guys crazy. Why do I attract the crazy ones. First Daniel, and now him.

I spit the tie out of my mouth and tried desperately to pull myself together. My body trembled as he came near me again ready to finish what he'd started. "Please don't." I whispered disgusted that I was begging a man like him. "Don't do this Stefan. Your better than this." I had to keep him from me stall maybe until Cameron came back to check on me. "What if maybe one day in the future we could fall in love and then do this. It doesn't have to be now. We could wait. It's not-"

"Noo." He whined and got back into his position on top of me. "I've already waited so long for you. You don't know what it's been like. I dream of you." His hand trailed down to my waist and to my back. "Of your body." He said and slid his hand under the back of my shirt. It slid underneath my bra strap and stayed there rubbing circles on my skin.

"I know." My voice began to shake and tears started to build up in my eyes. "But I'm not ready for this yet Stefan. You get that don't you that I'm not ready."

"Baby." He whispered and bent down so he was nose to nose with me. "I can't stop myself." He then crashed his lips to mine and pressed his fingers into my back bringing his chest into contact with mine.

I moved my head side to side to try and shake his lips from mine. His free hand came up and clamped around my chin holding my head in place.

My hand moved around on the nightstand to find anything there that might help me to defend myself. The only thing on the surface was a spoon I had used for dinner. I grabbed it and whacked Stefan on the head with it as many times as I could before he rose up and grabbed it from my hands and tossed it to the floor. I took this opportunity while my mouth was free to scream as loud as I possibly could.

"CAMERON!" I screamed at the top of my lungs in a last effort to save myself.

Stefan growled above me and brought his hand down hard on my cheek. The tears that been building up were released. I spit the blood that came from my cut cheek out of my mouth just before the tie was placed back in my mouth but tied there this time so I couldn't just spit it out.

"I'm tired of this little missy." His playful voice was now angry and intimidating. His big hands ripped my thin shirt into two pieces and his hands wandered my now bare mid section. But that didn't satisfy him for long. Soon he was ripping my bra off as well.

The tears began to fall more steadily when he pinned my mobile hand to the bed with his knee. There was no way I could fight him off but that knowledge didn't stop me from trying. I writhed beneath him praying he didn't take my distress with pleasure. I cried out when I felt the stitches ripping open in my side. The sound was muffled and I doubted Stefan could see the blood now oozing from my bandage, nor would he care.

I stopped moving completely and laid frozen as I felt him pushing himself into me. The pain made the tears come out even faster. I could feel when my hymen was torn to shreds without a care from the one who ripped it.

I couldn't bring myself to fight anymore. Or to move at all. I could hear him talking above me but his words sounded like meaningless jibberish. My body went numb and my mind blanked out to what was happening around me, retreating back into its own world.

I felt him slide himself out of me and untie the tie from my mouth. He said something else but once again I didn't comprehend his words. He left then. Left me lying in a pool of my own blood. Some from the broken open stitches, some from the whole process of my virginity being ripped from me.