Page 196 of Outlaws of Tulsa

The guy and his friend from last night…I can take them. If I can figure out a way to get out of these handcuffs, I can take them both out. I’m not huge for my age, but I’m cut with lean muscle and aggressive as hell on the court. In a fight or die situation, I’m certain I’d fight before I’d roll over and die.

And Mom will find me.

My overbearing, nosy-ass mother will hunt me down. It’s her strength. I’ve always hated her knack for tracking us down and embarrassing the shit out of me and my brothers, but today I’m grateful. She’ll get to the bottom of who was at the party, who took me, and find my location. I’ll get my ass chewed out for drinking and trusting some pervs, but she’ll protect me. She’ll press charges on those assholes and they’ll go to jail. Mom is a shark when she needs to be.

Fuck, I need her to be one now.

But, as time ticks by at a maddening pace that matches the drumming of my heart, I realize no one’s coming.

Clank.

I freeze at the sound of metal on metal. A door creaks open and then footsteps echo toward me. Craning my neck toward the opening of the area I’m in, I try to hunt down the source of the sound. Someone whistles in a jovial tune that sounds like pure evil. The hairs on my body stand on end as fear engulfs me.

With tears of terror burning in my eyes, I yank hard on the cuffs. The stinging of my flesh as the metal cuts into my wrist is nothing compared to the way fear gouges its way deep inside me.

“Hello, Chase,” a deep, baritone voice rumbles. “Looks as though you’ve been caught.”

“Let me go, motherfucker!” I bellow, struggling to no avail.

The creep appears in the opening, dressed from head to toe in black. He’s easily seven feet tall and massive like a linebacker.

Whatthefuckwhatthefuckwhatthefuck.

Someone sobs and I realize it’s me.

The begging is me too.

“P-Please l-l-let me g-go.” Hot tears streak down my face as I wonder if I’ll ever see Mom again. I’d give up my Beamer and basketball and alcohol. I’d give up anything just to be in her loving arms again.

His heavy footfalls approach and he looms over me. I scramble out of his reach, covering my nudity the best I can. He squats in front of me and dark, soulless eyes peer back at me through a cloth full-face mask.

“You’ll make a great pet, Caught. I just have to train you first.”

I shrink away when he reaches for me. “Don’t t-touch me!”

He chuckles, low and sinister. “I’m sorry, kid, but you’re mine now. You’ll soon learn that every single inch of you is mine to touch whenever I damn well please.”

My sobs and fighting are no match for this giant.

He overpowers me.

Again and again and again.

It isn’t until hours later, when I’m shaking in a mixture of pain and shock, that I come to a stark realization.

I’ll never see Mom or Dad or my brothers or Donte again.

I’ll never leave this monster’s clutches.

Never.

Cove

Present Day – November

Isucked a dick.

The disgusting part was I didn’t hate it.

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