Kidnapped: Sabrina's Story -- Chapter 4 -- Torture As We Know It

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It was a smack in the face when Sabrina woke up.

It wasn't the end.

She could tell that she was in the room she had learned to hate so much. But all the objects in it, the small bed, and the two different-sized buckets, were missing. She was sitting on an uncomfortable chair, and when she moved her wrists, she realized that they were cuffed.

No!

She started to panic, desperately trying to escape until her wrists were bleeding. There were black spots in her sight as she continued to bleed out.

The next 2 days were painful for her. She was in a silent room, unable to do anything. She wasn't fed for those two days and was slowly starving. It would only be a matter of time before she was greeted by her long awaited death.

She spent the majority of her time praying that the sicko that kidnapped her would be caught and be killed, never able to touch someone again.

But after 2 long days, or to poor Sabrina, what felt like years, the door creaked open.

It was Robbie.

Not just a normal, mentally insane Robbie, but an angry and obviously drunk Robbie.

He picked her up and threw her against the wall, hard. Some blood splattered on the wall and Sabrina screamed, her head throbbing.

One second she was sliding down the wall, sobbing and begging that this would be how she died, for she couldn't stand living anymore. The next second she was pinned against the wall, being punched and kicked in every way possible, her head flying left and right as she was punched.

But he wasn't done. No, he wouldn't leave her at that, He picked her up, still silent, and dragged her through his house, to the bedroom, and tossed her on the bed. It took a few moments to realize what was happening to Sabrina, but by the time, it was too late.

"No!" She screamed, it being one of the few times she had screamed at her captor. "No! Please! No! STOP!" He was pulling off her pants, and her underwear with it. "PLEASE! NO! STOP! NO! PLEASE! NO!"

Kidnapped: Sabrina's Story -- Chapter 3 -- Fresh Air

It had been a month.

One long, dreadful month.

But to poor Sabrina it had only been hours, hours until her rescue.

Something that would never come, she was sure. She had decided that she'd take it into her own hands.

She was pale, due to the lack of sunlight in the windowless room. She had done everything she could to keep herself from going crazy. She imagined the conversations she'd have with the police when they came-- no, if they came. Which they wouldn't.

Almost every day she had suffered unbearable abuse from her captor, scratching her face or pulling her hair. He was a heavy alcoholic and he had once beat her with a broken beer bottle.

"You can die in hell, you good for nothing SLUT!" The man had screamed. He had bound her hands above her head with a rope and stabbed her with the sharp edges of the broken beer bottle multiple times, pulling it down her back.

Every time she went to sleep, Sabrina cried herself to sleep. When will this all be over? When will I die?

But her prayers of death were never answered and neither were her prayers for freedom. She had nightmares of her parents, talking to her. But they were always too far out of her reach for her to hear.

So she began to plot. She listened closely at whenever he left to the bar or for work. She fiddled with the old door. One day, it creaked open. But that day, her captor was home. She was nearly killed, even though she cried and screamed that she didn't open it.

He never bothered to fix the door.

But she would never forget that day, because for a split second she had a glimpse of the outside world, and never had she ever appreciated it as much as that moment.

That night she cried herself to sleep not only of sadness and fear, but for the slight happiness of the beauty that was outside of the room she was confined in.

Every long day she'd learn to appreciate something new, whether it was the one meal that she got once a day, which she scarfed down eagerly, or the freezing cold water she could drink from the bathtub.

It was one day she heard Robbie leave that she opened the door. She had seen the light of day again!

The girl who had not seen the light of day for what felt like years ran outside. She was free, free! Now her next step was to find some help--

Sabrina tripped over her own feet. She had not exercised since she had gotten kidnapped. In fact, she hadn't moved her body to do anything. The only things she had done was get up to go to the bathroom or bathe, and then cry on her bed again, or be abused by Robbie, her captor. She lie on the concrete, her nose bleeding, until she heard a car coming. She scrambled to get up and using what little strength she had, she managed to get back into her room and lock the door. I'll would have to escape another time...

She ran into her room and just in time as Robbie and a beautiful blonde woman got out of the car and made their way into the home.

"So, Robbie, baby," The blonde said, "Have you heard about the murder of the Myer family? They stopped looking for the daughter, they determined that she was dead."

Robbie let out a quick, undetectable sigh of relief. They wouldn't look for her. At the same time, Sabrina let out an audible, terrified gasp. I'm dead to the world. I'm dead. Nobody will find me. Nobody will look for me. I'm dead to the world. I can't be!

"What was that?" The blonde asked, looking around rather terrified. "Robbie, baby, I swear, this house is haunted sometimes..."

"It's not, Chanda." Robbie reassured her, his voice nervous.

Sabrina's thoughts were running wild as she fell down on the floor. 

"Robbie, someone's here! I gotta go, baby, I'm scared." Chanda, the woman's name, said. She picked up her navy blue purse and blew a kiss.

"Bye, baby! I love you! Get a new house!" She ran outside after. 

"Wait, no!" Sabrina cried out, moments too late. "Help me! I'm not dead, I'm trapped here! Please help! PLEASE!"

The door opened and for a moment Sabrina felt relief, until, instead of the beautiful blonde she saw Robbie. Her eyes filled with fear and dread. No...

He was holding a gun -- Sabrina didn't notice it was a stun gun -- and he pointed it at her. She squeezed her eyes shut. This is it... it's finally over!

He shot.

Kidnapped: Sabrina's Story -- Chapter 2 -- A Land Without A Home

Two days.

She had been unconscious for two days. In a old, dirty room with footprints all over the uncleaned carpet and many spots in the wall revealing... something. She had been slumped up on the wall, locked up.

Inside the room there was an old bed bought from a garage sale, an old bowl and a wooden tub. She had been given only the living necessities but she had not used any of it. There was dry blood on her face, and slow, shaky breathing. 

After two long and rainy days, her eyes finally opened. She could hear the pitter patter of the rain on the thin roof above her.

Where was she? Her blue eyes scanned the room, struggling to adjust to the darkness. Finally, she could see. 

And worse yet, she could remember, and the floodgates opened. Tears spilt out of her eyes and she felt numb, frozen. Why!? Why did I have to live, and be here?!

Sabrina could no longer think about anything other than her parents and the situation she was in. What is he going to do to me? Is he going to...?

All of her thoughts were cut off with the door opening. She let out a terrified scream, hiding herself behind the bed.

"Get up." The gruff voice that she had already came to despise said. Shaking, she crawled out from behind the bed and cautiously approached him.

"What's your name?"

"Sa... Sabrina Myers."

"How old are you?"

"15..."

"Fuck," Sabrina could hear the man mutter under his breathe. "Well, she looks legal..." She ever so desperately wanted to question him but decided not to.

"You're not Sabrina Myers and you're not 15 anymore. Is that clear?"

"W-what do you mean?"

The man looked at her angrily, obviously annoyed to be questioned. "Your name is now Krystal Perkins, you're 18 and you are going to work for me."

Sabrina looked on, too afraid to say anything.

"There are a few rules." The man said. "You are not to leave this room, EVER. You will listen to every order. Question me, or disobey me and you'll regret it." He said, doing a stabbing symbol. "Is that clear?"

Sabrina nodded. She ever-so-desperately wanted to ask, why, why her, why did it have to be her? Her family had never done anything to him?!

The man turned around and walked out, only coming back with a small plate. He tossed it to her and she looked at him, her eyes pleading for freedom.

"Remember," He growled, pretending to slit his neck and leaving. The poor girl scarfed up the small salad, crawled up to the bed and sobbed.

Why me?! What have I done?!

Kidnapped: Sabrina's Story -- Chapter One -- The Murder

It was a hot, blazing Sunday afternoon in August, 2016. The Myers, a small family of 3, were watching the news channel. They had just come home from a long day of hiking and they were all ready to have a nice day of relaxation.

"It's good to know the ice caps aren't melting anymore," Ralph, the handsome and doting father of the family, pointed out to his wife. "It'll stop the end of the world."

"Yes, of course," The working and loving mother of the family, Alexandria, agreed, her green eyes shining. 

The young, 15 year old, only daughter of the family, Sabrina gave an awkward smile, She had the official awkward teenager look and by all means wasn't perfect in anyways, she was always more moody and quiet, preferring to immerse herself in art.

The family sat happily together, conversing about the world that surrounded the small town of Sunset Valley, unaware that someone was standing at their window.

CRASH!

The family froze as they heard the kitchen window break, and slowly listened to the footsteps coming. As an instinct, they all jumped up and stared, instead of running and hiding.

A man wearing all black and a hoodie appeared, running across the corner of the hall. When he noticed the family he fumbled for his gun, pointing it securely at them. Sabrina grabbed onto her mother's arm, shaking as her parent's were frozen. Her eyes went from the gun, to the man pointing it at her father. 

"Move and the man goes." He said, his voice deep and evil. A tear slipped out of Sabrina's eyes as they went to look at her father.

And he started running, with an extreme rage in his eyes. She had never seen her father like this, nor had she ever seen her father running straight through a bullet piercing through his shoulder. Alexandria gasped. "Run!"Ralph shouted as he pounced on the man.

Alexandria made a mad dash as the fight scene happened, the man struggling as he tried to pull the trigger, Sabrina's father pounding on the man. She watched, terrified, unable to move when she heard her father scream, his punches becoming faster and faster as bullets pierced his body. His scream triggered her will to survive, but she couldn't see well from the tears pouring out as she saw her father start to shake, blood on both of the person's faces.

She scrambled up the stairs, turning back only to a scream of horror and multiple bullet shots. She saw many shots through her father's shirt and one large bullet shot just right under his eye. Tears filled the young woman's eyes as she struggled to run up the stairs, running into the bathroom and locking the door. Shaking, she ran the faucet and took a sip of water. She hear another gunshot, and the quiet whimper of her mother, and a thump. She crawled into the bathtub, trying hard to calm her breath and count to 10 when she remembered she hadn't locked the other door.

"Fuck! I'm a fucking idiot!" She thought, letting the tears fall. The door opened.

This is it, this is my last time I'll ever be in this bathroom! This is the last day of my life! She thought as she peeked over the edge of the bathtub. I'll never experience prom or getting married or having a kid and... my parents... I didn't tell them I loved them.

Sabrina started to cry, loud sobs and hiccups. She stopped. A shadow was above her... she had given herself away.

She screamed as a hand went onto her, covering her mouth. She tried to kick and scream, and struggled to get up. Soon. black spots covered her vision as she struggled to breathe. No, No, NO!

The world around her went blank and little did she know, she had not died, but instead she was being carried off...

Stories Index

Kidnapped: Sabrina's Story
He's coming...

In the small suburban town of Sunset Valley, the murder of the well-respected Myer family put all of the town's citizens in a panic. Ralph and Alexandria's only child, 15 year old Sabrina Myer, was found missing from the crime scene. She was the first suspect of her parent's murder, but was ruled out when the murderer's DNA was found. Missing without a track, everyone believed her to be dead. But she is alive and well, hidden beneath the world with nobody to hear her screams.
Genre: Horror
(Challenge: The Kidnapped Challenge!)
Story Status: Complete

Chapter 1 -- The Murder
Chapter 2 -- Land Without A Home
Chapter 3 -- Fresh Air
Chapter 4 -- Torture As We Know It
Chapter 5 -- You'll Pay
Chapter 6 -- The Escape

Life's a Fairytale
Description: null
Genre: Medieval
(Challenge: None)
Story Status: Ongoing

The Prologue
Chapter One -- The Birth of a Child
Chapter 2 -- Tragedy Strikes