Page 22 of Fighting Shadows

Nodding his understanding, he moves back over to the girl.

“It’s ok, Little One. I’ve got you. We’re going to make you all better, and then we can start our lives together here,” Charlie coos at the girl's unconscious body as if she can hear him.

“Gross,” I mutter under my breath, keeping my voice low enough that he doesn’t hear me over his ramblings.

“You're so responsive to my touch, aren’t you? The goosebumps on your skin betray how much you want me… need me.”

I lay there helpless, wishing I was the one who was knocked out with sepsis as he applies the cream to her, and he rambles what he believes to be sweet nothings to her as if I’m not even here.

And maybe in his head, I’m not. That the only people in this room right now are him and her, just like he desperately wants it to be.

“I could touch you like this anytime you want, Little One. You just have to give in to me, us…” he sighs, “I think I’ve shown enough restraint. I’ve not seen this beautiful pussy since you were taken from me, and I’ve missed it so much.”

Unable to take it anymore, the dread fills my stomach at what he’s insinuating.

“Get your hands off of her!” I shout, attempting to get him to listen to me.

“Stay down, Noah! She’s mine!” he snarls.

Pushing myself up from the floor, I can’t just lie there and listen anymore.

The sight before me makes me pause.

Charlie has his fingers buried in between the girl's thighs; his face is blissed out as he uses his other hand to stroke himself.

“What the actual fuck!” I shout at him, but he ignores me, his eyes too fixated on what he’s doing.

I rattle my chain, pulling at it to try to get close enough to rip him away from her. I can’t stand by and do nothing as he violates her, taking another choice from her even when she has no idea what’s happening to her.

“Get the fuck away from her!” I scream, pulling desperately on the chain. The bed shifts slightly, gaining his attention.

“Lie back down, Noah. She’s mine! I get to do whatever the fuck I want with her!”

“You’re going to make the infection worse, and she could die. You don’t want that, do you?” I ask him, attempting to coax him away from her.

“No…” he says sadly. Pulling his fingers out of her and retreating away from the bed. His flaccid dick is still out as he rushes from the room.

Deflating, I lean my head back against the bed frame and try to come up with a plan to get us both out of this jail cell of a cabin.

If I can get her to wake up, maybe I can free us both from these chains, and then we can escape together.

The black escalade that I know is still in the driveway is a taunt, the best means of escape, but there is no way to get to it.

I don’t know how long I sit here, formulating plans only to scrap them when I realize they won't work. I have no clue where Charlie ran off to, but I know he’ll be back soon to check on her.

I have to hope he’ll let his guard down soon.

“Hello?” a voice croaks from behind me, barely a whisper.

Chapter 11

Autumn

Pulling myself from the darkness again, I wonder if I’m going to wake up in the hospital again. I just hope the guys aren’t too mad.

Forcing my eyes to open, I push my way back to consciousness and try to figure out why the room I’m in is so brown.

“Hello?” I whisper, my throat is scratchy and hoarse.

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