Thread: Bring The Kids (As Day Fades & vertigis)

The door cracked open as Christy fumbled at the handle with her slippery fingers, a tantalizing ray of light peeking through, briefly illuminating the bathrooms filthy interior. Then just as quickly it slammed shut as Brodys heavy bulk suddenly slammed into her small body, jarring her shoulder against the wood. Whuf! the air burst from her lungs as he repeated the action, flattening her against the door, his big stomach pressing warmly into her bare back. She might have fought and clawed and gone for his eyes in her desperation, but the slam effectively robbed the fight from her. Christy was gasping for breath as his big hands latched around her wrist and hair, throwing her off her feet with a powerful heave of his arms. She hit the floor hard, pain shooting through her hip and down her right leg. There was no time to recover before a boot caught her in the left cheek, blood again exploding into her mouth, as she rolled onto her chest. Christy fought to rise up to her hands and knees, and began to scream loudly until a second blow landed directly between her legs. It struck her mound so hard that it lifted her ass up from the ground and her screams turned into a painful high pitched whine as she fell back. Blood and spit dribbled from her lips as she lay sprawled before the two men, struggling just to draw herself up into a protective ball. Stop, stop, stop, please, stop, she pleaded, draping her thin arms over her heads, thighs clamped together as she drew her knees up to her chest in preparation for further blows. Tamara felt a rough hand clasp around her ankle and she shrieked as she was pulled out from the counter, her top riding up her back as she was dragged over the dirty floors. The shots to her leg stung painfully, causing her to draw in a sharp hiss of air. She was the only one in their little group that had ever actually been in anything like a real fight, mostly with her older sisters, but also some other girls in her old school. All when she was younger though and never against a man twice her weight and size. Her instinct was to lash back at him, but she had no delusion she could fight her way free of them. Her body was still tensing in preparation, adrenaline pumping, when the second one stepped in, holding his palms out in a placating gesture. Tamaras heart felt like it was ready to burst as the two began to discuss what to do with her now that shed been caught. Her dark brown eyes never left the knife as the one holding it pointed out her variousassets, to his friends. Finally they flicked from Tommys face over to Mike then back to the knife and finally Tommy again as he flashed her a big smile. She didnt believe his offer of course. Not really. They were going to let her go? Tamara wasnt an idiot. It was a glimmer of hope though, and might at least prevent the other man, the tattooed racist with the swift hard kicks, from doing to her what had already likely been done to Shanti. OOO-o-kay, she began in a trembling voice as her fingers nervously fumbled with the buttons of her red blouse. With the top few already unfastened it wasnt long before it fell open, exposing her sizable breasts encased in their white cotton bra. Just dont dont fucking hurt me, alright? Im not going to report you or anything, I swear just please we didnt know anyone was here well leave and And, slowly, reluctantly, Tamara began to peel away her other clothes under the mens observant eyes. I heard a scream. I didnt hear anything, and even if you did, its probably just, like, a I heard a scream, Renee, Mel repeated firmly. She knew what it had sounded like and who as well. Shed recognize her little sisters voice anywhere. It had been muffled and distant and seemed to cut off abruptly, but it had been Christy without a doubt. They should have been back to the bathrooms by now but theyd looped around accidentally, the dimming sunlight making the Amusement Park look different than it had earlier, full of dark shadows that obscured the faded shop signs. Mel set off at a brisk pace and then a sprint, certain for some reason that something was wrong here, and so ignoring her best friends protests as she headed in the direction where shed thought it had come from. Renee had been trying to suggest they just use their phones instead, and she was in the process of sending out a few text messages, messages that would of course go answered, when Mel disappeared from sight, leaving both alone in the park. Gawd. Stupid. Never should have brought Christy in the first place, she muttered, trying to call Tamara now and listening as the phone rang, while slowly wandering back towards the front entrance. At this rate she wasnt even going to get the pictures she wanted before it was too dark. The whole detour a total waste, all because they had to baby sit. It was pretty much official. Mel had worst most boring friends possible. Except for herself of course.