Rose's POV.

I rubbed my fingers on my eyes in an attempt to clear my vision. As I adjusted my eyes, I saw that I was at some place I did not recognize.

I slowly tried to get up. My head spun.

"Ahh", I winced as my wrist hurt when I tried to put my hands on my head.

I noticed that my hands were chained.

I tried to move.

"Rose", I heard a small whisper.

"Huh".

"Rose, look at your right", the whisper said. It was a female voice.

I looked to my right. There was a big mirror to my right. Through that I saw a woman.

It was Diana.

I gasped.

She was sitting behind me. But there was a mirror in front of her that reflected her in the mirror that was on my side.

She was tied up too. Just like me, to the wooden bar behind her.

Her face was covered in bruises, gashes, open cuts and dried up tears.

And as I saw my reflection, so was mine. I had a swollen lip, a purple eye and some smaller cuts on my right cheek that were bleeding. The small room barely had any light.

I teared up and my tears only made my bruises more painful. As they touched, they mixed in my blood and fell down. It looked as if my tears were blood coming down my face.

Diana was as awful as I was. Maybe even worse.

"Are you okay?", she asked me slowly.

I nodded slowly and asked, "you?"

She nodded slowly and more tears fell down her face.

"What's happening?", I asked.

She shook her head and said, "you're injured. I don't think it would be great if I tell you".

"Please tell me", I whispered.

Her eyes filled with fear as she said, "you're step father drugged us both in the party and kidnapped us…".

I felt the hair on my neck rise.

My step father. What does he want now?

"But why…", I wondered.

"I don't know. I woke up in a van. Your step father was driving and your step mother was with him. I tried to get a hold of their phone. So I could call Elijah. He caught me and he hit me and you both. I am sorry, because of me he hit you", she whispered the last part.

"No. You only tried to help me. Please don't apologize", I told her.

She closed her eyes, obviously in pain. I noticed even her knee was bleeding.

"But why would he kidnap you. I mean, kidnapping me is kind of understandable but you…", I wondered out loud.

"I don't know. For revenge perhaps?"

"Maybe".

Before she could reply, a harsh bright light appeared in the room. Someone opened the door. It was sunlight that poured in.

"Oh look who's awake! My favorite daughter!", Gini, my step mother said with the fakest delight.

"What do you want?", I asked with the most disgust full look on my face.

A hard slap was placed on my cheek. It was my step father.

"Bitch got some guts, huh. I'd have fun cutting your little new wings slut", he spat on my face.

"Don't hurt her!", Diana warned my step father with a deadly expression.

My step father walked towards her and bent down to face her, "and who's gonna stop me? You? Hmm?", he asked and caressed her face with his filthy hands.

"Don't fucking touch me", Diana spat and moved her face aside.

But that didn't stop Jack. His both hands kept caressing her body, going lower and lower.

Diana closed her eyes. She was trying not to cry, I could tell. She didn't want to give him that satisfaction.

"Stop! Hurt me instead", I said out loud. But he didn't stop. Instead, Gini came near me and with a knife, in a slow painful way, she cut my wrist open.

"Ahhh", I screamed.

"Shut the fuck up!", Jack sneered. His disgusting lustful eyes were staring at Diana's body as his filthy hands cupped her breasts.

Even by looking, that seemed disgusting. I wanted to puke.

He kept touching her breasts and her waist.

"Please stop", she whimpered.

He smirked and had almost unzipped her dress when Gini said, "we're getting late. Gotta deal with these bitches later".

Jack looked sad and disappointed. He whispered to Diana. But it was loud enough for me to make out what he said, even when I wished I didn't heard it, "don't worry. Next time, no one will disturb us".

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