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Nikki's POV
I shook my head, no. I wasn't going to die here. I tried to run in between them, but one of them, Jared, grabbed my arms, forcefully, and pulled my back into the bathroom. He smirked, “Not so fast... If you cooperate, we might let you live through this.”
Josh laughed, “If we feel like being nice.”
My mom sighed and grabbed me out of Jared's hands. She pushed me out of the bathroom and into my room. Josh walked to my bedroom door and locked it, while Jared pushed my small dresser in front of the door. My mom turned to Josh and Jared, “Okay, guys. Do what you have to do.”
Josh sighed, “It's about time!” He turned towards me and smirked, “You have no idea how long I have been waiting for this...”
My mom walked to the window and pulled the curtains. I shook my head. I couldn't believe what was happening. I felt tears rushing down my cheeks. There were only a few people that I wanted to see at the moment, one of them being my dad.
Josh pushed me back onto my bed, “Take of your clothes.”
What...? This couldn't be happening. This was worse than them actually killing me... I felt the tears fall heavier. After a few seconds, I heard my door try and open.
My mom sighed, “Who the hell is it?”
Jared moved the dresser a little and smiled, “It's just Ash and Stevie.”
I smiled. I was going to be rescued. When I saw them walk into the room, I ran to Stevie. What he did was not what I was expecting. He pushed me away from him. He held me at arms length and smirked, “You are going to do exactly as they say...”
I felt Ashley's arms snake around my waist. She pulled me closer to her body, “And if you don't...” She stopped and I watched as Stevie pulled a knife out of his pocket.
I shook my head, “No... This isn't happening...” I paused, looking into Stevie's eyes, “Stevie...? Why are you doing this? I thought you loved me?”
He laughed, “You thought wrong.”
I felt Ashley laugh behind me, “You really are as stupid as you look...”
I shook my head, “No...”
I heard Josh sigh somewhere behind me, “Excuse me, you too, but we were in the middle of something.”
Stevie nodded and I felt Ashley's arms let go of me. She pushed me to Josh, who proceeded to undress me. When he had gotten my shirt and jeans off, I felt Jared's hands undoing my bra. I tried to break free from Josh's hold, but it was no use, he was stronger than me.
I closed my eyes tightly, as Jared removed my bra. I felt Josh's cold hands push me down onto my bed, where he removed my underwear. My tears started falling heavier, as I felt Josh's hands, as well as Jared's all over my body. I kept my eyes closed, and focused on thoughts of my dad.
Just when I thought all hope was lost for me, I heard someone bust open my bedroom door. My eyes flew open. I smiled through my tears at the sight of Frank and my dad.
I heard my mom scream, “Damn it, Jared! Why didn't you put the dresser back up against the door after Stevie and Ashley came in?”
Josh and Jared let go of me, and I reached for my blanket, so I could cover myself up.
Josh headed towards Gerard, while Jared and Stevie went for Frank. I watched my dad pulled a gun out of his jacket. He aimed and fired. Almost instantly, I felt a searing pain in my left shoulder. “My shoulder...!” I screamed. With every passing second, the pain intensified. When I looked at my shoulder, I noticed it was bleeding profusely. It didn't take long for me to figure out what had happened.
I heard Josh laughed, “Way to go. You shot your daughter. You should be father of the year!”
I saw the anger on my dad's face. Seconds later, his fist made contact with Josh's face. Josh stepped back, stunned. My dad grabbed the lamp off my nightstand and slammed it against Josh's skull, just hard enough to put him under.
At the same time, Frank slammed a my old baseball bat against Jared's ribcage. Jared fell to the ground and Frank slammed the bat against his skull, putting him under as well.
Seconds later, Stevie snuck up behind Frank, knife in hand. I tried to yell to warn him, but my voice failed. Stevie grabbed Frank's shoulder's turning him around and stabbed him in the chest.
My dad reached for Stevie, but Stevie sliced my dad's hand wide open. He pulled away from him, cradling his hand, “Fuck! They're getting away!” My dad yelled.
I tried to look, but my vision was failing. My eyes closed and a few seconds later, I felt someone's hands lifting me up, “Everything will be okay... I promise. We'll get you to the hospital and everything will be okay.” It was my dad, “Frank? Are you okay? Can you make it to the car.”
I didn't hear Frank respond, but my dad sighed, “Good. Can you grab Nikki some clothes for me.”
It was silent for a few seconds and then I fell into blackness.
I shook my head, no. I wasn't going to die here. I tried to run in between them, but one of them, Jared, grabbed my arms, forcefully, and pulled my back into the bathroom. He smirked, “Not so fast... If you cooperate, we might let you live through this.”
Josh laughed, “If we feel like being nice.”
My mom sighed and grabbed me out of Jared's hands. She pushed me out of the bathroom and into my room. Josh walked to my bedroom door and locked it, while Jared pushed my small dresser in front of the door. My mom turned to Josh and Jared, “Okay, guys. Do what you have to do.”
Josh sighed, “It's about time!” He turned towards me and smirked, “You have no idea how long I have been waiting for this...”
My mom walked to the window and pulled the curtains. I shook my head. I couldn't believe what was happening. I felt tears rushing down my cheeks. There were only a few people that I wanted to see at the moment, one of them being my dad.
Josh pushed me back onto my bed, “Take of your clothes.”
What...? This couldn't be happening. This was worse than them actually killing me... I felt the tears fall heavier. After a few seconds, I heard my door try and open.
My mom sighed, “Who the hell is it?”
Jared moved the dresser a little and smiled, “It's just Ash and Stevie.”
I smiled. I was going to be rescued. When I saw them walk into the room, I ran to Stevie. What he did was not what I was expecting. He pushed me away from him. He held me at arms length and smirked, “You are going to do exactly as they say...”
I felt Ashley's arms snake around my waist. She pulled me closer to her body, “And if you don't...” She stopped and I watched as Stevie pulled a knife out of his pocket.
I shook my head, “No... This isn't happening...” I paused, looking into Stevie's eyes, “Stevie...? Why are you doing this? I thought you loved me?”
He laughed, “You thought wrong.”
I felt Ashley laugh behind me, “You really are as stupid as you look...”
I shook my head, “No...”
I heard Josh sigh somewhere behind me, “Excuse me, you too, but we were in the middle of something.”
Stevie nodded and I felt Ashley's arms let go of me. She pushed me to Josh, who proceeded to undress me. When he had gotten my shirt and jeans off, I felt Jared's hands undoing my bra. I tried to break free from Josh's hold, but it was no use, he was stronger than me.
I closed my eyes tightly, as Jared removed my bra. I felt Josh's cold hands push me down onto my bed, where he removed my underwear. My tears started falling heavier, as I felt Josh's hands, as well as Jared's all over my body. I kept my eyes closed, and focused on thoughts of my dad.
Just when I thought all hope was lost for me, I heard someone bust open my bedroom door. My eyes flew open. I smiled through my tears at the sight of Frank and my dad.
I heard my mom scream, “Damn it, Jared! Why didn't you put the dresser back up against the door after Stevie and Ashley came in?”
Josh and Jared let go of me, and I reached for my blanket, so I could cover myself up.
Josh headed towards Gerard, while Jared and Stevie went for Frank. I watched my dad pulled a gun out of his jacket. He aimed and fired. Almost instantly, I felt a searing pain in my left shoulder. “My shoulder...!” I screamed. With every passing second, the pain intensified. When I looked at my shoulder, I noticed it was bleeding profusely. It didn't take long for me to figure out what had happened.
I heard Josh laughed, “Way to go. You shot your daughter. You should be father of the year!”
I saw the anger on my dad's face. Seconds later, his fist made contact with Josh's face. Josh stepped back, stunned. My dad grabbed the lamp off my nightstand and slammed it against Josh's skull, just hard enough to put him under.
At the same time, Frank slammed a my old baseball bat against Jared's ribcage. Jared fell to the ground and Frank slammed the bat against his skull, putting him under as well.
Seconds later, Stevie snuck up behind Frank, knife in hand. I tried to yell to warn him, but my voice failed. Stevie grabbed Frank's shoulder's turning him around and stabbed him in the chest.
My dad reached for Stevie, but Stevie sliced my dad's hand wide open. He pulled away from him, cradling his hand, “Fuck! They're getting away!” My dad yelled.
I tried to look, but my vision was failing. My eyes closed and a few seconds later, I felt someone's hands lifting me up, “Everything will be okay... I promise. We'll get you to the hospital and everything will be okay.” It was my dad, “Frank? Are you okay? Can you make it to the car.”
I didn't hear Frank respond, but my dad sighed, “Good. Can you grab Nikki some clothes for me.”
It was silent for a few seconds and then I fell into blackness.
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