"Ha, I got her boss."
"Good. She is Luis's daughter right?"
"She sure is boss. Isabella Lee."
"Isabella? Are you sure its her? I don't remember Luis sayin anything about a Isabella..."
"Its her, I know it is!"
"Aight."
"Boss, can I slap her awake?"
"Go for it, Ross."
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Carmela felt a sharp sting on her cheek and jerked awake. Her dreary eyes strained to open and her hair was covering her vision.
She felt a cloth around her face and realized it was tight between her dry lips, tied over her cheeks and around her head. Her throat was scratched raw and it hurt as she tried to swallow without being able to touch her lips together. There was a painful ache on the side of her head and she remembered someone smashing something to her in the vehicle she was brought in.
Wait, where even was she?
Ow, my fucking head hurts. Carmela tried to stand up from her kneeling position on the floor but her hands were tied roughly with rope behind her back. The fuck was she gonna do? Who were these guys? Where the hell was she? She tried to scream out of the disgusting cloth in her mouth.
"HEY! WHERE THE FUCK AM I?"
Someone stepped behind her and she turned as the short skinny man came around her and stood in front. He bent over, putting his hands on his knees and chuckled. His bony face was covered in stubble and his balding hair was almost grey.
As he spread his mouth into a sly smile, Carmela grimaced at the yellow stained teeth behind his thin lips, and he licked his pierced tongue over them. Fear engulfed her mind and she tried to keep her body from shaking with panic.
"So... Isabella was it?" What? Hm... yeah. Yeah sure.
Isabella it was.
"What do you want!" Carmela said in a muffled shout.
"Well, lets think... I guess you could say we want... pay back. Your daddy owed me and Ross over there, a shit ton of money. Did you know that, princess?" The man slurred, and he stepped closer to Carmela tied up on the floor. She looked down at herself and mentally sighed in relief, as her top hadn't slid down yet.
"NO! I DON'T KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT THAT! WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?"
"We wanna intimidate Luis a little. Maybe he'll give us what he owes if he knows we have his precious daughter..."
What the fuck? Were these guys serious? Did they not know about her dad's... death?
"My dad... my dad is fucking DEAD! He died weeks ago! You assholes don't know shit! Let me go, I didn't do anything wrong!" She squirmed around in her spot and fiercely glared at the skinny man chuckling in front of her.
"Now, now Isabella, dear. We won't hurt you. Unless you keep spitting shit, we ain't gonna touch you."
Carmela felt a tiny bit relief but was furious that he didn't believe her. What was she gonna do? How was she gonna get out of here? Fuck, fuck, fuck, FUCK!
"Please! You have to believe me! He is dead, his plane crashed, all of the fucking sudden! Please... LET ME GO!" She shrieked through the cloth between her teeth and kicked out lying flat on her back, crushing her tied hands behind her.
She realized they were outside, as the darkening sky was directly above her. She tried to turn herself over on her stomach but her body refused to listen to her as she heaved.
The man chuckled over her and she felt a surge of anger mixed with fear. A second man, younger and bulkier came into view, towering beside the skinny man and Carmela kicked up her legs at them from the cold cement floor.
"She's all yours, Ross."
They laughed and the skinny man stepped back, while the younger man leaned closer to her.
"Mmm... you've got yourself in the right spot, babe..." He sneered as he stood on his knees at her feet. She screamed and kicked out but he grabbed her legs with both his hands and spread them apart. Panic and a a dangerous frightened shiver ran through Carmela as the man rubbed his crotch. N-no. Wait... fuck. N-NO!
"STOP! GET OFF ME YOU BASTARD! YOU MOTHERFUCKING PERVERT! GET OFF ME! GET OFF..." She screamed and squirmed around on her back and kicked her feet but he put his knees on her legs, forcing them to stay spread. Carmela couldn't breathe. Her heart hurt as it pounded insider her and she couldn't feel her lungs anymore. Angry tears pooled in her eyes, and she sobbed as she screamed.
"GET OFF! GET OFF ME! YOU FUCKING PERVERT! LEAVE ME ALONE..." She shrieked as he scooted closer, crushing her legs under his knees. He gave her a smirk and reached his hand up, brushing his fingers over her bare stomach, before moving to the tube top covering her breasts. Carmela's vision blurred with tears as she screamed and shook. Every movement hurt and she felt her legs bruise and crack as she tried to move them under his weight.
"Get off me... you bloody bastard... get off me..." She sobbed, as his hand crept closer. She felt nauseous and... scared. So scared, so fucking scared, it drove her crazy. It stopped her heart, it stopped her breath, it stopped her will to live. What was she gonna do? How was she gonna get out of this pain?
His hands slid over her breasts, roughly this time, and his breathing became heavy. Carmela screamed and kicked out again, but her legs and hands crushed from the motion and she screamed even louder from the pain. Her eyes felt dry from the tears and her voice cracked.
"No... please... NO!" She shrieked louder again and heaved a heavy sob as his fingers pinched her breasts and he split her legs wider.
"NO!!! GET OFF ME YOU MOTHERFUCKER! GET OFF!"
The man grunted and moaned as he palmed her breasts with one hand and rubbed his crotch with the other. His greasy hair fell in his flushed face, as he ignored Carmela's screaming sobs.
"STOP! STOP! LEAVE ME ALONE... DON'T YOU DARE!!"
He palmed her faster and moaned louder as he rubbed his pants harder.
"LEAVE ME ALONE! HEYYY! STOP! FUCK YOUUU!"
He unzipped his fly and moaned louder, grunting and heaving.
"Please... stop... please... STOOOOOOOPPP--"
Carmela's breath entirely stopped as she blinked rapidly through her frozen sobs. A bicycle smashed against the side of the man's body and he flew off of Carmela, freeing her legs. She shouted from the sudden pain and groaned as her body twitched from wounds. Her breasts ached and her fingers lay crushed behind her back, and she couldn't even feel her legs.
Dark, curly hair came into her vision and she felt soft, gentle hands pick up her shaking body. She faintly heard Tae's trembling voice over her.
"Carmela? C-Carmela? F-fuck... Carmela?!"
She heard his deep, breaking voice as her blurry eyes shut. Her mind captured the image of his gorgeous mouth right in front of her, as her mind drifted away from the pain. She felt herself breath a word into the darkness, until she collapsed into a state of slumber.
"T-Tae..."