Betrayed
 

It was 2am, before the taxi stopped just beyond the front stoop of my apartment building. Holding back the tears, as I paid my small fare & rid myself of the cramped taxi backseat. Frustrated by the construction that continually hindered my swift walk back to the front steps. Skirting what seemed to be a million obstacles blocking my path. As I began to cross the alleyway, the repugnant stench filling my nose, I kicked my long heeled shoe hard on the ground. How could Mike have been such an ass. It wasn't bad enough that he hadn't let me know that anything was wrong. Then adding to insult to injury, by having that skanky slut with him. Suddenly stumbling, as my shoe caught on the sidewalk. My heel twisting painfully to the side. Tears streaming down my cheeks, as I pulled myself back together. The sudden noise in the background, barely a thought...

We were walking behind you as you dogged all the constriction Bill and I were just going home a night out drinking. We quickly came up to you saying are you all right you just waved you hand at us saying I'm fine. We watch as you tried to put your weight on you foot and winched. I say I think we should take you to the hospital. Look your ankle is already starting to swell. Bill said I'll get the car. By the time he got back you were still protesting but you finely realized you weren’t even going to make it to the front door without help.

The sudden voices behind me, making me to jump a little, as another shock of pain racked my ankle. Thinking to myself, how could my night get any worse, as I waved to the two gentlemen politely "No, I'm ok...it's really nothing". Slowly putting pressure on it, until the pain became unbearable. Looking down to see that the swelling in my ankle was getting worse, as the minutes wore on. One gentleman darting across the street to a car parked halfway up the block. In response to your kind request to bring me to the hospital, I replied "No, I really I couldn't ask that of you...if you could just give me little help to make it up the stairs & to my apartment...with a little rest & ice I should be fine" trying to force a smile on my strained face, as the car pulled to a stop...

The man holding you opened the back door and pushed you in then climbed in after you he held you down on the seat. The other man put the car in drive and pulled away from the curb and down the street. The man holding you said we couldn’t just let you go home and suffer all night with that ankle. Well take you to our place and get some ice on it and get you something for the pain. And don’t argue with us were just trying to help he said with a sneer.

A panicked scream leaving my lips, as the man grabbed me & pushed me forcefully down onto the backseat of the car. His hand covering my mouth, as he spoke. Allowing me only to nod my head in agreement, that I would not fight. My mind racing in 1000 directions, just knowing I would have to somehow escape the nightmare that was about to begin...

I held you down as my friend drove. About twenty minutes later we pulled into an alley. Of this old industrial area. He stopped the car and I warned you again about making any noise. He came around and opened the back door and I slid out pulling you with me as we stood there you started pleading with us to let you go we just laughed and pushed you toward a door at the back of the building he opened it and I took you by the arm pulling you in side.

I'll keep it going bob209!!!

Looks around at everything crying from the pain of my ankle but even more of the fear of what waited for me inside and tries to pull away from him

We watched you stumble across the floor with one shoe on and the other off. We walked up to you then around you as you turned. Suddenly my friend john reached you and grabbed your tits then he pushed you back to me. And I felt you bottom making you jump as best as you could. Whets a matter sweetheart I’ll bet your not even thinking about your ankle now are you?

Closes my eyes let me go bastards!!

Now is that any way to act we’re just two nice guys trying to help a lady out. We said as we mover closer

Takes off my other shoe fast and throws it at your face and runs screaming for help

There’s no other way out of here so run all you want your not going to get away.

Why are you doing this to me!

I pulled out one of those plastic guns’s that shoot small plastic pellets and shot you twice in the leg just above the knee.

Collpases on the ground screaming in pain

That’s better they hurt don’t they now stand up and hold still.

Tries standing up and screams. I cant!

I’ll bet a couple more shots with this will get you standing.

No more please!

Them get your ass up