You wanted it rough, now you're going to get it.
Just like your mom.
Just like how you were conceived.
Punished.
You always knew you deserved to be punished.
“There’s a difference between rape and consent, you know that, little rabbit. What you like is different, there’s nothing you need to be punished for. You're perfect just the way you are.”
Dragon’s voice came out of nowhere. She knew it was just inside her head, but its power caught her by surprise.
Even though there were still lingering doubts, she knew he was right.
When a wave of nausea rushed through her, she didn't fight against it, didn't even turn her head. She allowed the contents of her stomach to empty all over herself and the man who was inching himself inside her.
He swore as vomit sprayed all over him and quickly pulled back.
Like Dragon’s words in her mind had flipped a switch, Cassandra managed to get her body to somewhat cooperate, and she slammed a hand up and into the nose of the man who was trying to get away from her without touching her more than he had to.
A howl echoed through the van, and she felt something wet drip down on her.
Hopefully, she’d broken his nose, it was the least he deserved. Scrambling backward, her movements jerky and clumsy, Cassandra knew she had to run. She was pretty sure that the man would follow rather than drive off with Rose. Not only would he want the money he’d get for delivering her to Dr.Gardner, but she’d made a fool of him, hit him, thrown up on him, and he’d want to punish her for it.
Somehow, she managed to slide out the back of the van, her feet hitting the ground with a thud. Yanking up her pants, she didn't bother doing them up, she just started running. Her head was still spinning, and she wasn't really sure of where she was going. All Cassandra knew was that she had to get away, had to get help, had to find a way to survive.
Chapter
Twenty-One
January 9th
9:50 P.M.
“Thunder just saw them,” Blade said, coming to an abrupt halt, causing Dragon to almost crash into him.
“Saw who?” Steel demanded.
Dragon held his breath as he awaited the answer. Had he seen both girls, or had he seen both of them and the man who was trying to abduct them? Or was it the man who had abducted them, and only one of the two missing women?
“Cassandra running off into the forest and a man following her,” Blade replied.
Good news and bad.
It meant Cassandra was alive, relatively unharmed, at least enough to be mobile, but she was trying to make her escape, and she was being followed. Would the man after her still try to contain her or would he decide it was easier to just kill her and cut his losses?
And where was Rose?
There was no way to ask that question since Blade was with them, and Thunder didn't have the same enhanced hearing. No way to ask any of the dozen or so questions burning on the tip of his tongue.
So they all picked up the pace again, running through the secret tunnels that ran between walls and underground, jumping over debris along the way, as they searched for the way out. They knew there was one because this was the way Thunder had come, and he’d obviously found his way out.
He’d just scented fresh air, when Blade obviously heard another update from Thunder.
“Rose is in a van, parked about thirty yards from where we’re going to exit, around the back of the building,” Blade informed them all.
“Is she …” Steel trailed off, no doubt unable to verbalize the question they were all wondering.
