“It came to my attention yesterday that Rebecca here was upset that Logan rejected her. Couldn’t have everyone know that she was into girls before she was ready to tell them, right?”
“Wait, what?” Allison said and turned her focus to Rebecca. “You’re a lesbian?”
“She’s also in love with Sevyn. They had a little sexy time yesterday, too,” I added.
“Un-fucking-believable,” Sarah said, shaking her head.
“It wasn’t sexy and you know it,” Rebecca argued from the floor. “You forced me to do it.”
“Hey, we all have choices,” I said with a shrug. “And now my choice is that you die.”
I nodded to the guys standing near her, who all fought with her to get her in the clear latex vacuum bed. I’d seen it in plenty of porn videos I’d browsed, always wondering how I could tweak it for what I needed it for. When the idea finally hit me, I couldn’t stop the smile that plastered onto my lips.
“Get me out of here!” Rebecca’s mumbled voice cried from inside the bag once they finally got her in and zipped the bag up. Curtis hooked up the vacuum hose to the head of the bag.
“I’d advised you to put that straw in your mouth if you want to breathe,” he warned. The modified straw on the bed wiggled for a few moments before standing upright, just as Curtis turned on the vacuum. Sarah, Crystal, and Allison all screamed as he sucked all the air out of the bag until you could see every nook and cranny on Rebecca’s body. Her screams were muffled as she tried to wiggle, but it was nearly impossible.
“You’re going to suffocate her!” Allison protested.
“Don’t you see that big straw on the bag? She can breathe perfectly fine,” I said. The straw on the bed was a bit bigger than the one that usually came with it, but I needed it big enough for the tubing for the water and the trick I also had up my sleeve. Rebecca’s eyes frantically darted around. I wanted her to see everything I was doing to her, which was why I didn’t opt for a black bed. I wanted to see the fear in her eyes when she realized she was losing a battle she wasn’t meant to win. And I couldn’t fucking wait.
“You’re killing her because she’s gay or something?” Crystal asked.
I shook my head. “No. I’m killing her because she admitted to being the reason my sister was raped,” I corrected her. The girls looked at her in confusion.
“You said that Sevyn told you to tell them that,” Allison said with a frown.
I shrugged. “Well, she lied. She told them that herself because she was upset about being rejected.” I looked down at Rebecca. “You wanted to make my sister pay for embarrassing you, huh?”
She only looked at me with wide, terrified eyes, unable to say anything. Despite it all, Sevyn didn’t move from her earlier position. Her head was still bowed, as if she was tuning us all out. I turned my attention back to the task at hand, moving over to the water jug and connecting the tubing to the addition I’d added to the jug before connecting the opposite end to Rebecca’s straw. Her chest quickly heaved as the water rushed in, but there was nowhere for the water to go except down her throat. The latex was so tight on her face that she couldn’t breathe through her nose, but she also wouldn’t be able to breathe with the rush of water constantly flowing into her mouth now. After a few moments, I stopped the water and disconnected the tubing from the straw, watching as she coughed and sucked in as much air as she could.
“Don’t do that to her!” Allison cried out, jerking against the cuffs securing her to the chair. I narrowed my gaze at her.
“Would you like to switch places with her?” I asked. She timidly shook her head as fat tears cascaded down her red cheeks. “That’s what the fuck I thought. Sit there and shut the fuck up.”
I connected the tubing back to Rebecca’s straw and started the water back up before turning to Ryan. “Grab the H2SO4.”
He gave me a sly smirk before he disappeared from the room. Sulphuric acid. The women were a bunch of air heads; I didn’t want them to know what I was doing before they saw the effects it would have.
“What? What did you just say?” Crystal explained, her head turning from side to side as she tried to see the direction Ryan headed in.
“Sulphuric acid,” Sevyn croaked, her voice barely audible. I smirked. What a surprise; she could actually be smart when she wanted to be. I bit my tongue to stop myself from being a smart ass. The last thing I wanted was for her to strain her voice when it was already promising that she’d get her voice back after all.
“She is correct,” I said. Ryan returned into the living room with the large beaker of acid and a pair of gloves. I put the acid on top of the jug of water long enough for me to pull the gloves on. The other three girls sobbed as I prepared myself. Rebecca moaned and groaned on the floor, the sound seeming distance as it traveled through the straw. Grabbing the 300cc syringe from the table, I retrieved the beaker of acid and drew it into the syringe. I was laser focused as I connected the syringe to the second connection point of the tubing.
“Want the water off for a sec?” Paul asked, moving over to the jug.
“Yeah,” I said idly, making sure the syringe was tightly secured. I disconnected the tube from Rebecca’s straw as she sputtered water and coughed. Her tears glistened against the latex, which brought a grin to my face. “Ready for this to be over? Because I am.”
Her body tried to move against the tight latex and I tsked. You’d think that she’d try to conserve energy as well as her oxygen, but these women weren’t the smartest. I reconnected the tubing and started to flush the sulphuric acid through the tube. Rebecca’s body jerked, the acid backing up in the line a little, mixed with a bit of blood as she coughed. Just as the last of the acid finally went in, I motioned for Paul to turn the water back on. Rebecca’s body jerked violently on the floor, bloody water moving up the tube before her eyes rolled back and she went still. I cocked my head, watching her chest to see if it moved.
Moving to stand next to her head, I lifted my heavy boot and stomped down on her throat, crushing her trachea. Sarah, Crystal, and Allison all screamed in shock and horror, blood oozing from the corners of Rebecca’s mouth as her lifeless eyes stared at nothing.
“Can’t spread lies now, can you?” I murmured to her lifeless form as I took my foot from her neck. Sevyn only stared at her without a word, a single tear leaving her eyes. She didn’t scream. She didn’t sob. She only sat there and stared. Maybe it was shock and she simply hadn’t processed it or maybe she wasn’t completely present to register that her best friend was dead. I ground my teeth as I remembered that I now had to pretend to be nice to her in order to get what I wanted. A part of me would rather punch myself in the groin before I did it, but I needed to get it out of her. I needed it for my own peace of mind. My mother needed it for closure. With my history with Sevyn, it wouldn’t be difficult in the grand scheme of things. But I was a little nervous what this interaction would unearth. One wrong decision with her due to old emotions coming to the surface and I’d ruin this whole plan.
And I wasn’t sure if that was a risk I was willing to take.
SEVYN
“What do you want to do with her?” one of the guys asked Luther.
“Gators. I don’t want her found,” he answered. “With the sulphuric acid, her body wouldn’t last long enough for transport anyway.”
I didn’t raise my head to look as they carried Rebecca’s body away. My throat hurt like hell every time I swallowed, and I barely had a voice. Not being able to talk seemed to anger Luther more than anything, which was the last thing I wanted to do. My pussy throbbed with pain as I sat. All I wanted was to be taken back to my room so that I could lay down instead of sit. I was a bit upset that he’d chosen Rebecca, not because I didn’t want her to die but because I’d wanted it to be me. I was ready to sacrifice myself, no longer wanting to continue going through his torture. I had no idea what he had planned for me in the coming days, but I did know that if I had the opportunity, I’d end up taking my own life.
Now I wished I’d been able to follow through with my attempts had I known this fate awaited me at the end of the tunnel.
Three of the guys left with Rebecca while three others removed the restraints from Allison, Sarah, and Crystal and led them back down to the basement. Luther slowly walked over to me and stopped in front of me. He didn’t say anything as he did the same as the other guys and pulled me to my feet briefly. I winced as he picked me up and tossed me over his shoulder again, though I was surprised when we head back to his bedroom. I didn’t dare look as I heard the crinkling of plastic, wondering if he just brought me back here to torture me. But instead, the plastic fell to the floor as he continued fiddling with the bed. He carelessly tossed me onto the soft mattress. I braced myself for pain, but the softness of the bed cradled me as if I’d fallen on a cloud. Every tense muscle in my body relaxed as I released a light sigh. I looked up at him to see if he was about to do anything else, but he didn’t, only standing there with his hands in his pockets.
“Let me set a few ground rules,” he finally said, his voice deep and slightly menacing. “The only thing you should be doing is staying in bed and maybe watching tv or going to the bathroom if you need to. If you try to escape through the window, an alarm will go off and my guys and I will hunt you down and make you wish you stayed in this bedroom. Are we clear?” I nodded, my throat tightening when I tried to speak. “Good. I’ll be back.”
I watched him walk out of the bedroom, releasing a breath I hadn’t realized I’d been holding when I heard the lock click in place. I was curious as to what they did when they’d go outside, but I was in too much pain to get back up to go over to the window. Being in this bed made me realize just how exhausted I was. Everything still hurt and I prayed that Luther didn’t have anything else planned. My eyes were too sore to cry, I couldn’t scream, and I hardly had the energy to stand on my two feet, let alone face him again. I rolled over onto my side, grabbing one of the pillows and putting it between my knees for a little bit of relief. My mind drifted to Rebecca. I couldn’t say I was completely upset about her death; we all had to pay for what we’d done. But I was angry to find out why she’d lied to the boys about Logan. Even when I asked everyone about it after the tape had been leaked, no one claimed they knew anything. Luther blamed me for that. I may have been a bitch to her in her last months, but I would’ve never done anything like that to her. It made me angry that Rebecca went behind my back and did it anyway while making me take the fall for it, simply because she knew my parents could pay my way out of trouble.
What kind of friend was I to even turn on Logan to begin with? I thought as I stared at the wall in front of me. Logan had been there during my darkest moments when I felt I had no one else. A small sigh left my lips as I thought about when she’d been with me the day I found out I was pregnant and learned that I’d been seeing her brother.
“What’s the urgency?” she asked when I let her into the front door of my house. I grabbed her arm and pulled her through my home, not stopping until we reached my personal bathroom.
“I needed to do this with the support of my best friend and before my parents get back home,” I said and reached in the cabinet under my bathroom sink. Logan’s eyes widened when I pulled out a pregnancy test.
“What the heck, Sevyn?” she hissed, looking over her shoulder before taking the box from me. “Do you think you’re….”
“I don’t know.” I bit the inside of my cheek. “I just know that I haven’t been feeling well and my period is a few days late. I think it’s best for me to check to see, you know?”
“Oh my god. But what about senior year? College? I mean do you really think now is a good time to have a baby?” she whispered.
I put my hands on her shoulders and gave her a small smile. “First, let’s not get ahead of ourselves. I don’t even know if I’m actually pregnant. I think I should take the test first and figure out what to do from there once I know.”
She blew out a long breath and nodded. “You’re right. Um, okay, so how does this work?” She opened the box and shook the contents out on my counter. She opened the instructions leaflet and scanned over it. “So, you just pee on the stick and wait five minutes. Sounds easy enough.”
I picked up the stick and Logan stepped out of the bathroom, closing the door behind herself. So many nerves ran though me as I slowly made my way over to the toilet. I knew one thing was for sure; my parents would probably kill me if I were pregnant. The last thing they’d want was for their daughter to be a teen mom, which would ruin their perfect image. They’d probably send me away, that was if they didn’t force me to get an abortion first.
My hands were so shaky that I nearly dropped the stick in the toilet. “It’ll be fine,” I whispered to myself as I peed on the stick. At least, I prayed it would be okay and that the test would come out negative.
“You okay in there?” Logan called out on the other side of the door, knocking lightly.
“Yeah, I’m good. I’m almost done!” I tossed back and quickly finished up. Once I flushed the toilet and put the test on the countertop, I turned on the faucet to wash my hands. “You can come in now!”
Logan opened the door and came to stand beside me. “Should I set a timer on my phone?” she asked.
I nodded. “And close the door, please. I don’t want anyone walking in on us,” I said.
She set the timer on her phone and closed the door while I dried my hands. The time seemed to drag on forever. I paced back and forth, unable to sit still. There was so much riding on this. What the hell was I going to do if the test turned out to be positive? I bit my nails, something I rarely did unless I was incredibly nervous. Logan picked up the leaflet and squinted at something.
“So…two lines is a positive test and one line is a negative,” she read, just as her timer went off. “Let’s see what you have!”
I covered my eyes. “I can’t bear to look. Just tell me what it says. I might faint if it’s positive,” I groaned. Logan was silent for a few moments. When I uncovered my eyes, she was staring at me with a strange look on her face. “What? What does it say?”
“I think you might want to find a comfortable place to faint,” she murmured. “It’s positive.”
“Shit,” I whispered, lowering myself down to sit on the side of my large soaking tub. “Like…it’s two lines?”
“Yep. Clear as day, too,” she said, turning the test to face me. Those blaring pink lines just put me in for a world of drama if I didn’t figure out how to handle this.
“I’m so fucked,” I mumbled, running my nervous hands through my hair.
“Do you know who the dad is?”
Her question stopped me in my tracks. Though she looked at me thoughtfully, I didn’t even want to think about how she’d react when she learned that she just may be an aunt soon.
“Yeah…” I said.
“Are you going to tell him?”
“Should I?”
She shrugged. “I think that’s the right thing to do. Maybe they’ll be really supportive about it. I think support from the dad is the most important thing, especially in the beginning or something.”
I swallowed the bile trying to rise in my throat at the thought of telling her the truth. “About that…there’s something I should tell you.”
She cocked her head to the side. “What’s up?”
“Swear you won’t get upset?” I asked, my eyes trying to search her face for any kind of negative emotion. She grinned at me.
“I rarely get upset, Sevyn. You should know that,” she said.
I took a deep breath, nerves causing me to tremble. “I um…I’ve been seeing Luther this summer,” I admitted sheepishly.
Confusion pinched her features as she shook her head. “What do you mean?”
“Like…dating,” I admitted.
“Sevyn, what the heck?” she exclaimed. “My brother?!”
“I know, I know! But one thing led to another and I really like him, L
ogan. He’s so sweet and I like being around him.”
“Wait a minute….” She looked down at the pregnancy test and then back at me. “Is Luther the father?”
After a few moments of hesitation, I nodded. Logan sighed deeply and pinched the bridge of her nose. “Luther can barely care for himself most of the time, let alone a baby. I mean what were you thinking? What happens if things take a crappy turn between you two? I don’t want to lose my best friend in a bitter breakup.”
“I swear you won’t,” I promised. “And I’ll also keep you out of our relationship problems so that you’re not stuck in the middle.”
She shook her head. “I don’t feel right about this, Sevyn,” she said on a sigh. “Are you going to tell him? He’s about to return to college; I don’t know how well he’s going to take news like this.”
“I’ll just ease it into our conversation, but I think we’ll be fine. I mean he tells me he loves me, so that has to mean something, right? Maybe this baby will bring us closer together.”
“I don’t know about that Sevyn,” she said and put the test back on the counter. “I should probably go.”
“Please don’t tell Luther anything,” I pleaded. “I want him to hear it from me instead of someone else.”
“I promise I won’t say anything. If anything happens, just call me or shoot me a text. Everything will be fine,” she promised with a small smile and walked off.
I looked at myself in the mirror with a sigh. What the hell was I going to do with a baby right now? I turned sideways and studied my flat stomach, wondering what it’d look like as it grew bigger. The thought of having a baby with Luther brought a soft smile to my face. He was the only thing in my life that felt right. I could be myself around him and he didn’t care about what my parents had or what my family could do for him. He made me laugh, he made me feel special, and now he was about to make me a mother.
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