Fan Fiction ❯ Love Me Deeply ❯ Chapter 2

Bunny's been gone a while, thought Clover. It can't take that long to wash her hands…can it? Hmm…

"Bunny? What's the hold up??" No answer.

"Bunny?" She got up and stood in the doorway of the living room to the hall.

"BUNNY?!" Still nothing. Oh-kay…we're home alone and now she's not answering. "C'mon Bun, this is SO not funny!" She walked down the hall a little, "Bun?" She could faintly smell something that reminded her of a chem lab, but she couldn't place the scent. She passed the darkened bathroom slowly, listening for any possible sounds.

Suddenly, an arm snaked around her waist. She screamed only to have a hand close a cloth over her mouth. She tried to struggle, but whoever it was very, very strong. She felt her energy slipping away so easily. She willed it back but failed. Her body felt so heavy, so very heavy. Her legs gave out, leaving her limp in her attacker's arms. She felt a nose go to her neck and inhale her scent like a lover might. So sleepy… The last thing she thought, before passing out, was wondering if Bunny had gotten out in time.

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Aaahhh, her scent is heaven, he thought. He let go of the chloroform soaked rag to hold her in both his arms. Her skin, so soft…like a rose petal. He reached one hand up to massage her breast. Firm, but also very soft at the same time. He took his hand away from her chest and held one of her hands to his scarred cheek, then, a dark thought passed through him, and he placed her hand in his pants.

"No, now's not the time for that," he took her hand away, "I must focus. First, get her into the van along with her friend." He hefted her onto his shoulder, and then put the other girl at his waist under his arm. He was something of a bodybuilder so this was nothing to him. The hand carrying his love wandered to her derriere and lovingly caressed it. He smiled to himself as he walked out the door and to his van.

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Clover was first aware of the sensation of movement. Next she became aware of her shoulder. It hurt like hell. After a moment she realized why. Both her arms were tied behind her back. She was actually bound and gagged. She opened her eyes slowly, so as not to alert anyone that she was awake. She was facing the inside of a van, with her back to the wall, right next to the back tire. Slowly, she looked around, careful not to move her head. Bunny was there. She was also awake and sobbing. Her eyes were closed so she couldn't see Clover. There were two other people in the back with them, but it was too dark to see them clearly plus both of them were turned away from her. She looked over at the driver only to discover that the back of the van was closed off from the driver's seat. Although it was dark, it was also translucent and she could see the form of the driver. Male by the looks of it. Short hair, muscles on his arms and probably all over. She thought his outline looked vaguely familiar but she wasn't quite sure about that. She could see that the sun had already risen and was blaring down on the earth. That must be a really good tint job, she thought. Probably custom made, it was so dark. She wondered what time it was. Depending on what direction they were heading in, it was either 9:00 am or 3:00pm. Was it the next day? The next week even? There was no way to be certain unless the driver decided to talk.

For the rest of the day, until the sun went down, the four stayed in the back, the van moving quickly to their unknown destination. The driver stopped the van shortly after nightfall. When he opened the doors, Clover could see thick trees behind his silhouette. He was built, even more so than she had originally thought, like a brick wall he was built. Not so much that he was like a Mr. Universe reject, but still pretty big. He picked up the other two people first and took them away. Not even trying to be quiet, Clover started sliding over to the open doors. She got as far as getting out of the van and standing up when she unexpectedly fell down. Stupid, of course he tied your feet together, she thought. She tried to get back up when she was suddenly lifted off the ground. Her captor swung her over his shoulder before she could get a good look at him. Damn he's got a nice ass, she thought then blushed. She shouldn't be thinking like that, especially about someone that was probably going to kill her! She could hear Bunny screaming through her gag, fighting and kicking against the van. It was no use; soon she too was lifted up and placed under the other arm of the brick wall. Bunny struggled but to no avail. He carried them into a small cabin. Once inside she and Bunny were deposited next to the other two on the floor. There was no light save for the moonlight coming from a window in each wall but she could hear their breathing. Their gags were removed.

"WHY YOU STUPID BRAINLESS GIT! HOW DARE YOU ABDUCT US AND WHEN WE HAVEN'T DONE ANYTHING TO YOU! YOUR MOTHER SHOULD CURSE THE DAY SHE GAVE YOU LIFE! YOU--" The brick wall clamped a hand over Bunny's mouth.

"Quiet little girl," his voice rumbled, sending chills down Clover's spine, "Had you stayed in your own home instead of trouncing into hers you would still be in your dull boring life." He lifted Bunny up by her neck, high over his head. Her eyes started to bug out as he started to squeeze.

"NO! BUNNY! LEAVE HER ALONE PLEASE! YOU'RE KILLING HER!" Clover screamed, helpless to save her friend. Tears streamed down her cheeks, "please…" her voice was barely a whisper, "please spare her…"

The brick wall looked down at Clover than back at Bunny. Clover couldn't be sure in this light, but it looked like Bunny was turning blue. Out of no where, the brick wall let go. Bunny fell to the floor with a painful thud. She moaned once and then passed out, her eyes rolling back into her head. Clover sobbed and looked up at the brick wall. She still couldn't see his features as he was in the shadows, but she stared at him anyways.

"You…you let go…Th-thank you, for sparing her I mean."

"I wasn't ready to kill her yet, that's all. Don't go making me a hero, Clover." He turned away and walked out the door.

"So I must know you then…you know my name." Her eyes narrowed, glaring at his retreating back. She yelled out, "Who are you?! Or are you going to kill me first?!" He was playing with them, with their lives!

A familiar voice came from one of the other two, "He's not going to kill anyone just yet. He…he'll have his fun first…ngh…he'll get rid of us one by one…"

"Randy?! Is that really you?? My mother, is she…is she the other person here?" Clover exclaimed.

"Yeah…it's me. And yes, it's your mom next to me. I just woke up but I think she's in shock or something. She's breathing and her eyes are open but she's not responding to anything. Where are we?"

"In a cabin in the woods. I'm not sure which woods though…" Clover bit her lower lip worriedly.

"I know where we are now. We're in my father's hunting cabin. He used to bring me here every fall to hunt." Randy sat up as best he could against the wall. "See that dream catcher in the window? I made that years ago."

"But how would that…that…person…know about this place? He'd have to be…"

"My little brother."

Clover looked at him dumbfounded. "Your…BROTHER?!"

"Yes, you remember him, Alex. You met him once. At the football game last semester. He was on the football team and you accidentally tripped him when you where taking pictures for the yearbook. He was quite taken by you actually."

"He could have just asked me out like a normal person…" she grumbled.

"Actually, your mother and I told him to stay away from you."

"What?! Why on earth for??"

"Clover…my brother…he's not…he's not the best guy for you. He's mentally unstable, as us being here proves. He's obsessed with you now, convinced that you are his one true love."

"How do you know about this? Why didn't you tell me??" she screamed at him hysterically.

"Because he didn't know until yesterday. Least not for certain," Alex said as he came back with a brightly lit lantern. "No one knew until big brother went snooping in my room. I was content to watch you for now, but he was going to tell you too soon. So I made my move."

Randy glared at his brother. "Don't pin this one on me. I have a responsibility to this girl."

"Tch, you have a responsibility to that whore. Neither of you care for the precious Clover. I know her history. You talk too much when you're drunk, you do know that right?" Alex sneered at Randy, whose eyes had gone wide.

"I told that to YOU?!"

"Yep, I followed you that one night when you went to your favorite bar. Once you were drunk enough, I slipped to your side and began asking questions, about Clover, about her mother, about yourself. And you didn't remember who you were talking to either."

Randy stuttered out, "Why…why you li-little!!"

"Enough of this," Alex said as he lifted his brother up by the shoulder. Although they were the same height, Alex outweighed Randy by at least fifty pounds, all of it muscle. He grasped Randy's shoulder with his left hand, taking Randy's wrist with his right hand. Then he started to twist it.