The Wrath of Cain(58)
“No cocaine, either? That’s too bad. Did you know cocaine can heighten your sexual arousal? It delays your orgasm but it increases your sex drive. Raymond over there would like nothing more than to show you just how much it improves his sexual performance. Would you like me to let him show you?”
He grips my chin and jerks my head towards this man named Raymond.
“Go to hell, both of you!”
“You know, I’ve had it with your mouth. Raymond, bring me some tape and put that chair over there right next to my brother. She’s going to watch.”
I struggle against him when he lifts me up and carries me over to the chair. Manny’s head is now slumped down, the blood on his face now dried up. I squeeze my eyes shut as tightly as I can. I fight to get away. My hands are pulled severely behind my back. This time, I feel my shoulder pop. Pain shoots down my arm and I cry out. Neither of these unhinged men pay any attention as they tie my hands behind my back and tape my mouth shut.
“Secure her good, Raymond,” Royal firmly commands.
The minute he leaves the room, Raymond takes advantage of my situation.
“Very pretty,” he chuckles, running his dirty hands up my leg. Once he has his nasty hands on the inside of my thighs, he pushes them open. Tears form in the back of my eyes. My voice is muffled, incoherent behind the tape. He continues his exploration, sliding his hands up my sides, brushing the underside of my breasts. He stills, leaving one hand around my neck, the other one reaching for the tape on the floor. I continue to watch him, horror stricken, as he tapes my body to the chair.
Do not show fear!
He drops the tape back on the floor and spreads my legs again. That’s when I notice this dumb f*ck hasn’t taped my legs. I could easily kick him with the heel of my shoe. I’ve never loved my six-inch Louboutins more than I do right now. These things are weapons, and somehow I’m going to use them. How they’ve managed to stay on through everything, I will never know. One thing I do know is, if I ever have a son, his name will be Christian.
Raymond slides his body backward a few inches. Lifting my leg, I kick him square in his balls, digging the point of my shoe in as far as I can until he crumples to the floor screaming.
“I will get my chance to f*ck you, bitch!” Raymond screeches with hunger raging out of him.
I lose it, and aim my foot straight for this bastard’s dick again when the door opens. I’ll be damned. My eyes go wide as saucers as I see Royal’s arm is draped around Emerald, of all people. This slut really gets around.
“Raymond, what the f*ck are you doing, man? Get your ass up.”
“This cunt kicked me in the balls before I had a chance to tie her feet!” he complains, stumbling when he tries to stand. He leans forward, still cupping his balls.
Anger is such a cruel bitch. She arises inside of me even more at the sight of that f*cked up bitch stalking her way towards me.
“Remember what I said, baby. Do not touch her. You say what you have to say and then leave and wait for me.”
Royal’s eyes are glazed over with fury and something else. Oh, God. They’re both high. I can see it all over her face when she stands directly in front of me. One would think a professional killer would want to be lucid enough to complete his job. No wonder this family is so dead set against drugs. He’s a user.
“Come on, Royal. You know I want to slice this bitch’s throat.”
“She’s hurting enough as it is. Get over it. Say what you need to say. When the time comes to kill her, I told you she’s all yours.”
Holy shit. These people are f*cking crazy!
“Did you hear him, you f*cking bitch? I’m going to have so much fun with you. And here’s the kicker; your husband is going to watch. He is going to watch me rip every piece of hair out of your head. He’s going to watch me do so many things to you. I’m going to end you. You have no idea how much I wish I could do it right now. That I could pick up Raymond’s knife over there and slice you open from here to here,” she signals from my chin to my crotch.
I do my best to hide my fear from her, too. I’m not giving up on the fact that my dad is out there. They will stop at nothing to find Manny and me.
“Enough! Come here!” Royal commands, and she goes to him. He puts his hands all over her. On her ass. In her hair. I’m gagging behind this tape, sickened by the sight in front of me. This woman has no limits. She’s a traitor and a whore. For the first time in my life, I want to kill someone, and my target is standing less than a few feet away from me. I’m going to beg my dad to let me be the one to pull the f*cking trigger to place this bitch right next to her father in hell.
Finally they pull away from each other and he watches her walk away. Once the door is shut, he turns his disgusting gaze back to me. Sick *. I know he reads my expression. He smirks and paces lethally towards Manny. My heart plummets.
“Make sure she watches,” he orders, pointing at me.
Raymond comes up behind me, forcefully gripping the sides of my head and jerking it to the disturbing picture in front of me. He compels my eyes to stay open.
“Wake up, little brother. It’s time to party.”
He slaps Manny on the face several times. Manny mumbles something I can’t understand, his head wobbling from side to side. I watch in grief stricken horror when he grabs Manny’s hair and yanks it back.