“You know where I’ve been. I’ve been at the doctor’s. He forged a DNA test.” Gigi smiled. “No matter who’s the real father, the DNA test will show it as being your father. You won’t have to worry about that though. The reason I had Gigi to rip you open like this is that tomorrow, I’m going to rip your fucking womb open and tear that fucking baby out of you. Hopefully that won’t kill you cause I have so much more in store for you.” Lupe smiled “Oh yeah, I forgot something.” Lupe said. She turned around and shot Gigi right in the head. “Can’t have too many witnesses.” She smiled before casually walking from the room. Lia was left staring at the ceiling, her cunt was gaped open, her limbs had been dislocated and the only thing she had left in life to treasure was going to be murdered and there was nothing she could do about it.
Lia awoke in her room. She had a lot of gauze stuffed inside of her, but she felt no pain. She could barely move. Her head was spinning and the room was dark. All she could see was the light through the key hole. She struggled to get out of bed. Falling immediately to the floor once she got out of the bed. Lia crawled towards the door, but her limbs were heavy and her joints kept subluxing. She had almost reached the door as the door swung open. All she could see was a pair of boots. She felt herself being lifted into the air and tossed over someone who she could assume was a man’s shoulder.
“Please don’t hurt me.” Lia said weakly. The man didn’t respond. She could make out several dead bodies as she was carried towards the car port. As the lights turned on there was a man sitting in a chair. With him was a large dog. Lia screamed in terror as she recognized the dog who’d raped her. Her whole body started to tremble. The man lowered Lia to the floor, leaning her shaking body against one of the cars.
“HAVOC!!!!” Manuel screamed, staring hatefully at the man who was carrying the woman he’d believed to be the mother of his first child. “KILL!!!” The man walked purposely towards the charging monster of a dog. There was a violent impact and then a yelp and then nothing. The man tossed the dog’s dead body off of him and stared directly at Manuel.
“I’m taking her.” The man said, his hands shook with rage, but he was able to contain it, having more important things to do than extracting his revenge. Manuel pulled a pistol.
“You’re not taking my child!” Manuel screamed as he leveled the gun. Before he could take aim, he felt an intense pain in his groin. He looked down and there was a large knife sticking into his cock. Manuel fell to the ground as the man retrieved Lia. Walking past Manuel he kicked the gun away and retrieved his knife. It was a long curved blade that looked like it could be used as a sacrificial dagger.
“Next time I see you…I’m going to kill you.” The man said calmly as he walked passed Manuel, carrying the still dazed Lia.
Lia woke up in a bed. She didn’t recognize where she was. She immediately sat up. There was a man in the room. He was sitting on a chair, there was a knife sitting just within his reach. Lia stared intently at the man. His eyes slowly began to open.
“Morning sunshine.” The man smiled.
“Good…good morning.” Lia replied, still eyeing the knife.
“Are you going to…”
“Only if you ask me to.” The man replied. Lia stared intently at the man sitting in the chair. He was dark skinned and was alittle heavy set. He was a little taller than average and had handsome features.
“Who…who are you?” Lia asked as she sat up in her bed.
“I’m John.” The man replied. Lia stared at him longer. Her eyes widened as she remembered the pictures he’d sent her of himself.
“Oh my god….” Lia said, a tear falling from her face. John immediately moved over to the bed. Lia started shaking and as he reached out towards her face, she recoiled from his touch. “How do you…where am I.”
“You’re in Atlanta. I rented a place here. I came to find you.” John said, his eyes locked onto hers. “You lied to me.” He said, his hands now shaking. Lia’s eyes widened in terror.
“PLEASE DON’T HURT ME!!!!” Lia screamed. John’s eyes immediately softened. It broke his heart to see Lia so terrified. This wasn’t like what they’d talked about online. This wasn’t mind fuck cuddle you back together fear, this was genuine terror.
“Lia, I’m not going to hurt you.” John said softly. Looking her over. “Calm down. It can’t be good for the baby for you to be so worked up.” He continued.
“The baby…my dad, where’s my dad!” Lia cried out, unable to contain any of her emotions at the moment.
“You’re dad’s…we’ll talk about him later.”
“No NOW! Tell me NOW!” Lia demanded.
“I’m still working on him okay.” John said looking away from Lia. John had found her father a month ago. He seemed mostly okay until he asked about Lia. Then her father started screaming and yelling at John. They were at the hospital so John followed him home after work. When he confronted Lia’s father things turned violent. Lia’s father apparently hated her and wished she was dead. He started cursing at John and telling him how worthless his whore daughter was. Unbeknownst to Lia’s father, John had given up everything to Lia. He had killed a man to have a body to fake his own death, just so he could take his revenge on Lia for lying to him and vanishing. They’d said many things when they talked back and forth. He meant every word of everything he said to Lia. Lia responded in kind, but Lia was sick. Dying of cancer. As much as she cared for him, she didn’t want him to suffer, waiting for her indefinitely as he said he would. She wanted him to be free. To live his life. So she lied. Lia told him that she was fine, that she’d lied just to get him to go away. This incensed John and he decided that he just wouldn’t be happy ever again, so he released the demons he’d been fighting for years. He hatched a plan to find Lia and take his revenge upon her. He faked his own death so that when he started his reign of terror, no one would be looking for him. He used craigslist to find his victims, savagely raping and murdering the proxy Lia’s. John had become a monster. He nearly killed Lia’s father that night, but he started babbling about Columbians and such. When John eventually calmed down he tracked down the people who had Lia. He eventually brought Lia back to the place he’d rented. “What happened. Your father told me…” John said, not wanting to repeat what he’d heard. Lia’s mouth was agape as she stared at him.
“I….I…I….” Lia couldn’t even get a word out. She just burst into tears.
“You should rest.” John said sitting back in his chair. Not wanting to spook Lia.
“Lay with me…” Lia said timidly. He always told Lia that he’d cuddle her back together after brutally fucking her. Lia had been sexually destroyed, but she hoped that maybe just maybe he’d be willing to cuddle her back together.