Page 52 of Outlawed Treat
“I’m glad you celebrated the end of my dreams, Darren.It seems like something you’d do.Your father is a fucking twatwaffle and hewillget what’s coming his way.Caleb and the guys will make sure of it.He knows it too considering he’s been in hiding since the day I saw them at the hospital.Did you know they were there because he beat the fuck out of your mom?Or does that shit not matter to you any longer?You used to protect her when you were younger.I heard all about it from Caleb and Kreed.I’m guessing it doesn’t matter to you now,” I ask him, needing to know if this is just toward me and the guys or if it’s for everyone in his life.
“Shut the fuck up!You have no clue what the hell you’re talkin’ about.My dad would never hurt my mom like that,” Darren screams, ripping his fingers through his hair with the faintest hint of doubt in his shadowed eyes.
For the first time looking at his face, I truly look at his eyes and realize they’re cold and lifeless.I have no clue how he used to hide the emotions we could briefly see pass through them years ago, but now, there’s absolutely nothing there.I’ve never seen a look so empty in my life.
“I do know what I’m talking about, Darren.Your father beat the shit out of your mother and she could hardly move.He practically dragged her from the hospital when they left.My heart broke for her and I remember being happy you weren’t still alive to see her in that condition.You truly have no clue what’s been going on with them, do you?”I ask, part of me needing to know if he truly hasn’t seen his parents in the last year.
I don’t even know why because I shouldn’t give a shit how he feels or what he does for any reason.Maybe it’s on behalf of his mom and has nothing to do with him.I always liked his mom and felt sorry for her because his father treated her like shit.I had it easy compared to how Mr.Foster acted toward his wife.She never once deserved a second of the pain and torment Mr.Foster put her through on a daily basis when he was home.
“Shut up, Caliana!”Darren screams, grabbing a pipe from against the wall I didn’t notice before.
He walks over to me and I know this shit is going to hurt.Darren doesn’t hold back as he beats the hell out of me with the pipe.My ribs are the first to feel the impact and then my elbow.The crack of my elbow is sickening in the otherwise silent room as Darren continues to beat me.I’m a small woman, tied to a chair, and he feels the need to use weapons to attack me.Fucking coward!
“Don’t have anythin’ to say now?”Darren questions me with a sick smirk on his face when he finally tires of beating me.
“I’ve got plenty to say, Darren.You fucking coward.Does it make you feel like a big, tough man to beat a woman as small as me with a damn pipe?”I manage to ask him, my breath coming out in short pants as blood starts to soak my ripped clothing.
“I’m not a fuckin’ coward!”he screams out slamming his fist into the cement wall just past my head.“Caleb is a coward.Kreed is a fuckin’ coward.All those fuckin’ pussies in the Phantom Bastards are cowards.I’ll never be a damn coward!”
“You’re the one who was stalking me these last months,” I suddenly say, putting this together despite the pain filling my body and the thoughts in my mind being a jumbled mess.
Darren starts laughing manically.The sound is pure evil as it echoes off the walls of the room I’m being held in.There’s a doorway behind Darren that’s been left open and the smallest window ever to my left.I wouldn’t be able to squeeze through it even if it opens.Rory wouldn’t be able to fit through the damn thing if she were here with me.It’s nothing more than a small window to allow the faintest bit of light in the room.This is like a closet in the basement of some location I don’t know since I wasn’t awake when I was brought here.I have no clue if I’m even still in Glendale.
“Stupid bitch!It took you long enough to figure that shit out.Yeah, I’m the one who left all that shit on your porch and Kreed’s.Watched you all the time as you paraded around with them.Did you know they share girls?Have they shared you yet?Or are you just fuckin’ Caleb?It doesn’t really matter to me.I’m more curious than anythin’ else.What did you think of all your gifts?”Darren questions me, his voice still holding a hint of laughter as he steps up closer to me so he can tower over me once again.
“I’m not answering your disgusting questions, Darren.What I do in my life is none of your fucking business.You made it that way a year ago today.Kind of fitting you faked your death on Halloween of all days.It always was your favorite day of the year.You loved to scare me and never once truly cared if whatever you were doing threw me into a panic attack.I bet you wanted me to have one with everything you did.Does it make you feel like a man to hurt me so badly that I lose myself and can’t get my heart or breathing under control?How did you get on the compound so often to watch us as close as you seemed to?”I question him, not really caring if he answers the questions but needing him to talk because I’m about to break free of the zip ties thanks to Tank and Playboy.
“Of course I loved seeing you in such a state.It was hilarious to me when you would lose yourself in a panic attack.You always look pathetic and weak, durin’ those moments, it was even worse.You proved to me on a daily basis you never truly deserved to be at my side.The only reason I fuckin’ married you is because you got yourself pregnant.Was that part of your plan to trap me?And gettin’ on the compound was easy in the beginnin’.It became a little harder toward the end, but I still managed.I’m sure you can guess who helped me, Caliana.Use that small as fuck brain of yours to truly think about it,” he states with an evil look on his face and I already know the answer to my question.
“Abigail,” I whisper as I think of my biggest bully.“Have you been working with her since high school?”
“Of course.Was fuckin’ her since then too.Caleb wouldn’t touch her, but I sure as fuck did.I fucked her every way imaginable repeatedly over the years.She’s always been my go to fuck when I don’t want to find someone else.Abigail was more than happy to help me whenever I wanted to get on the compound.She’s still helpin’ me even though no one there will talk to her.She’s found ways to get in and shown them to me,” Darren answers my question as he crouches down once again.
Finally, I know it’s time to get the fuck outta here.“What’s that?Is someone else here?”
I didn’t really hear anything.It’s the distraction Darren needs though.He stands up straight and walks toward the door while cocking his head to the side to listen for any sounds I’m talking about.
Using all the strength I have left in my body, I wrench my wrists back and forth a few times until the zip ties break free.Knowing I don’t have more than a second or two, I repeat the process with my legs.It would have been so much easier if Darren had zip tied my legs together, but I can still make this work like I just did with my wrists.Again, it takes precious time I don’t have as I keep my eyes locked on Darren so I know when he turns and realize I’ve freed myself.Finally the zip ties snap free and I get off of the metal chair he’s had me held in.Reaching down next to me, I grab the pipe he just used to beat the hell out of me.I can only use one arm since I just did more damage to my left elbow I heard crack when he hit it.
With the pipe in my right hand, I walk up behind Darren on shaking legs.Using every ounce of strength I have left in my broken body, I lift the pipe and swing it toward Darren’s head.He immediately collapses to the ground from the impact as I flinch at the sick thud of it connecting against his skull almost echoes in the room.Darren rolls over to his back as he looks up at me with pure rage filling every one of his features except for his eyes.Somehow I end up between his legs.With one thought in mind, I bring my leg back and swing as hard as I can.My foot connects with Darren’s dick as he screams out in pain and immediately grabs himself.
“Coward!”I scream out, my voice breaking with how loud I am.“You’re a fucking monster.A vile excuse of a human.You’ll never be a fucking man because you’re a little bitch!”
I continue to yell and scream everything I ever wanted to say to Darren over the last few years.Every ounce of pain and anger at his treatment of Bryce and me pours out until I collapse on the floor next to him.I’m in so much pain as I realize Darren’s not moving, that I let myself sink into the oblivion calling to me from deep inside.Images of my children and Caleb fill my mind as I whisper one thing before I lose consciousness.
“I love you, Caleb.Please help me.”
