Unspeakable

Jane took a swig of the drink he offered her.  He said it was orange juice but it had a slight chlorine taste to it.  It even smelt a bit like bleach.  ‘Are you sure this drink is fresh, it tastes bitter?’

Victor seemed agitated.  ‘Oh silly girl, it’s just fresh orange juice, no sugar, just drink it!’

Jane took another sip, screwing up her face.

‘Why do that?’ Victor seemed angry but he had a slight glint in his eyes as he looked Jane up and down. ‘What is wrong with you, he took a sip from his own glass.  There’s nothing wrong with that juice.’

Jane took another sip, this time it burned her tongue.  She felt her throat constricting and started to cough.  Beads of sweat broke out her brow and the room started to spin.  A heaviness crept over her legs. ‘I feel weird, what did you put in that drink?’ Jane said as she grabbed the side of the kitchen bench.

‘I didn’t put anything in it, have some water.’  Victor commanded.

Jane tried to take a sip gagging but couldn’t’ seem to swallow.  The heat was rising in her chest creeping up her face.  The realization that she had been drugged was the last thing flashing in her mind as the white sparkling light clouded her eyes and she passed out.

Jane woke in a dimly lit room, it was so hot.  The windows were tightly closed and seemed very dirty.  It looked like they had just been installed. The room was empty bare concrete except for the bed she was in.   Blinking she realized she couldn’t move her arms or legs.  Jane tried to speak but only a slurred grunt came through her locked jaw.  As terror consumed her, she squeezed her eyes shut willing her mouth and body to move.   All she could do was stare with terror stricken eyes silently screaming Help!

Suddenly Victor appeared right next to her.  ‘You silly girl didn’t your mother ever teach you not to talk to strangers? Ha ha ha..you Aussie girls are such whores ‘ he spat out with an evil grin pulling the sheets exposing her naked body.

It was only at that moment Jane realized she was naked.  Again she tried to scream but nothing came out, only a slurred murmur. A feeling of absolute terror enveloped her.

Victor stripped off his shorts and jumped onto the bed, hovering an inch from her face.  ‘You stupid girls think Aussie men are better don’t you,  prancing around the beach like you own it, well I will show you what you are good for! he screamed as he commenced a ferocious attack.

All Jane could see was his hideous face and hear a ridiculously girlish laugh escaping from a putrid garlic soaked mouth.

He thumped into her over and over again.  She knew she was being beaten and raped.  Her only consolation was her drugged state. Victor had unknowingly numbed her body from any feeling of pain, she could only feel movement.  Her only defense was to stare hatefully into his face.   Jane wasn’t sure how many hours passed, maybe it was minutes but to her, it felt like days.

Victor pushed Jane’s body into every position.  Mostly he twisted her onto her stomach pressing her head down hard against the mattress.  She sometimes felt she couldn’t breathe. His frenzied sexual assault continued until the sun went down.

At one point, Jane thought surely she would die.  Thoughts ran through her mind. He would eventually kill her as she felt no way of escaping her paralyzed state.  Images of her family flashed through Jane’s mind. This is what every parent lost sleep over.  Worrying that every time their young daughter went out, she was at risk of being abducted and raped, worse, murdered.  She would be tomorrow’s news story.  Young girl’s body found dumped in warehouse bin, raped and murdered.

Jane must have passed out.  She woke and could only hear loud snoring.  Next to her lying across her arm and legs was her abductor.  She tried to move.  Her legs tingled as she felt the blood rushing them back to life.  Every time she tried to move, Victor grunted and grabbed her closer, pinning her down with his weight.  The dryness in her mouth made her gag.  She desperately needed water and to go to the toilet.  More than anything she wanted to scream for help.   She could see every window in the room was jammed shut and had no idea if anyone was close enough to the house to hear her if she tried to scream.  What to do, she didn’t dare wake him.  Slowly she started to move her arm out from under his shoulder.  Inch by inch she moved but each time he made a noise.  Jane’s heart was pounding against her ribcage, she felt sure he could hear it’s cacophonous booming.

Jane could see every window in the room was jammed shut and had no idea if anyone was close enough to the house to even hear her if she tried to scream.  What to do, she didn’t dare wake him.  Slowly she started to move her arm out from under his shoulder.  Inch by inch she moved and each time he made a noise.  Jane’s heart was pounding like a steam train, she felt sure he could hear it, she was drenched in sweat but determined to escape….

Book chapter draft was written by Wendy Norman

Check this link to another chapter draft I wrote though not the following https://seafarrwide.com/2015/10/26/fearless/

 

 

 

 

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4 Comments Add yours

  1. kayrpea61 says:

    “…. pounding like a steam train..” ? Is that what we call a mixaphor? Oh Wendy, it is so easy to be critical, or to want to act as a sub-editor. Not what I intend. You have built the tension. Now I can’t wait to hear Jane is safely away and Victor is serving time at HM’s pleasure 😉

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  2. davidprosser says:

    Looks like you have the start of a fascinating story but very worrying knowing it’s true.There is a problem with what you’ve presented as your excerpt Wendy and that is it repeats itself twice.
    Jane wasn’t sure how many hours passed, maybe it was minutes but to her it felt like days.
    And, She could see every window in the room was jammed shut and had no idea if anyone was close enough to the house to hear her if she tried to scream. What to do, she didn’t dare wake him. Slowly she started to move her arm out from under his shoulder. Inch by inch she moved but each time he made a noise. Jane’s heart was pounding like a steam train, she felt sure he could hear……
    It’s a bit distracting having them twice so it would be much better if you corrected it.
    xxx Huge Hugs xxx

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    1. Seafarrwide says:

      Thanks I’m not sure what you mean but I will look those paragraphs closer 🙂

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