My eyes widened in horror as I said, “The signal stopped. The tracking signal stopped.”
Screams from the cabin caused me to take off running as fast as I could.
Meagan needed me and I was not about to let her down.
Meagan
AFTER TURNING THE tracker on, I moved to the window and prayed like hell it went through. Hearing Bob’s truck pull up, I panicked. Before I had a chance to go back over to the bed and grab the purse, the door unlocked and Susan came tumbling in as she fell to the floor.
I ran over to her and asked if she was okay.
Pain radiated through my entire head as Bob grabbed a handful of hair and pulled me across the room and over to a pole that was in the middle of the room.
“Please, stop! Please just let me go!” I called out as he slapped me across my face and yelled for me to shut up.
“Because of you I got sloppy. I fucking got sloppy, you damn bitch. You better be worth the fuck, that’s all I have to say.”
I searched his face as a panicked look appeared on my face. “W-what?”
“Your fucking phone! I figured your damn boyfriend would track it, so I tossed it out the window on the way up here.”
Hate filled my entire body as I squared my shoulders. “Well, if you threw it out the window how is that being sloppy? He can’t track me here now.”
Anger filled his eyes as he reached up and slapped me so hard it felt like my jaw came out of its socket. “I’m not stupid, you bitch. He can track down the fingerprints on there, which means soon he’ll piece together where you are. So, it looks like we need to move up the time for our party.”
Shaking my head, my eyes burned from the onslaught of tears. “Why are you doing this?” I asked between sobs.
His hand moved up my leg as I tried to pull as far away from him as I could. “Get undressed, Susan. Now!”
Oh God.
My eyes shot over to her quickly undressing before I looked back at Bob. He held up a pair of handcuffs in his hands and it was then I noticed he had on gloves. “Time for some fun, sweet girl.” His hand moved over my shirt as his fingers brushed over my nipple, causing me to pull as far away as I could.
My head thrashed back and forth as I tried to push him away. Another slap and I was stunned enough for him to grab my arms and pull them behind the pole where he handcuffed me.
Bile moved up to the back of my throat as his hands cupped my breasts and he moaned.
“I can’t wait to fuck you.”
Using what energy I had left, I lifted my legs and began kicking him away from me. “Stay away from me you asshole! Gray is going to kill you!” I screamed out as Bob stood up and laughed.
He grabbed onto my face as he moved his lips to my ear and whispered, “I don’t think so. At least not before I kill you.”
My chin trembled as I fought to find my voice to scream. Bob walked over toward Susan and began touching all over her body as I looked away.
“Watch us!” he yelled out as I shook my head.
Something hit behind my head as I screamed out and turned to look at him. He was holding my purse in his hand. My heartbeat raced, nearly exploding out of my chest as my eyes landed on my purse and then down to the floor where a few things had fallen out. One of them being the tracker.
Bob dropped the purse and turned to go back to Susan.
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“Let’s give her a little preview of what she’s going to get from me.”
Susan began crying as she called out, “Bobby, she’s pregnant, you can’t do this to an innocent child.”
He slapped her face and pushed her down onto the bed. Susan whimpered as I fought against the handcuffs.