FATE

CHAPTER 2

WORNING!!! THERE IS s****l ABUSE, r**e, AND BRUTALITY IN THIS CHAPTER. BE ADVISED READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION

LUKE

After Freya left, I went to sit and wait for my mom. I intend to talk to her about Fraya's situation. I know she doesn't want me to, but I have to help her. She's my best friend. "Luke!! Come on." Hey mom, I'm coming. I spaced out. When I got in the car, I told her I wanted to talk about something. "What's that?" she said. It's about my friend Freya but, I want to wait until we get home to talk with dad as well. ", well would you like to explain why you have different clothes on from when you left this morning?" Yeah, there are two girls that like to terrorize Freya. They had water guns and were shooting something at her. I tried to protect her from the substance, but it was a failed attempt and we both got soaked. The girls were sent to the principal's office. We sat there for a few minutes to process what had happened, then went to the nurses' office to change, but the girls' parents caught us on their way to the principals' office, and gave us some clothes they brought for us to change in to. I couldn't believe how kind they were, when their daughters are so evil. "Good job trying to keep her safe, son" she said. The rest of the car ride was silent. I spent the time trying to figure out a way to present the situation to my parents about Fraya. I hope they will be able to understand and help out with this. In no time, we were already home. I noticed my dad's car was here already. I went inside and looked for him. I found him in his office looking at papers. "Dad, can I speak with you and mom in the living room." I said "yeah sure". He said "lets go". When we entered the living room, mom was sitting on the two-person sofa. Dad went to join her, and I stood in front of them, working up the courage to talk to them about Freya, my best friend who is in trouble. "So I wanted to talk to you guys about my friend Freya. She is the girl you see me with whenever you pick me up", I told them. "That girl looks like she's been through a lot. I always wondered why you hang out with her", dad said. "She has and that is what I want to talk about. Her parents abuse her and treat her like she is trash, and it's not OK. Her parents beat her, and it's bad. One of her wounds opened up today and I helped her rebandage it", I said". Where did you get the bandages from", mom said. "Well, I kinda stole them from the first aid that you keep at the house. I sometimes I take them to Fraya so she can tend to her wounds properly. Back to the point. This morning, I helped her but when I saw her back, mom and dad, it was awful. There were scars, bruises and open wounds from getting hit so much. She told me not to tell anyone, that it was dangerous because her parents said they would kill anyone who ever finds out and then beat her again, but she can't live like that anymore. I want to help her run away", I told them. "How exactly do you intend to do that? My dad asked. "Well, I don't know, that's why I came to you guys with this. I was hoping you could help me figure out a plan. Dad looked at mom, and she looked back at him. "We will think about helping you son, but stay quiet for now. We have to figure some things out", dad said. "Thank you" I said. After my talk with my parents, I went to my room to start planning her escape.

FRAYA

Walking home from the woods was peaceful. It's always the best time because I'm alone, and don't have to worry about anyone trying to hurt me or do bad things. Today was bad. I always wonder what the problem is with those twins. Why do they have it out for me? Why cant they ever just bother someone else and leave me alone? I'm not the only human there is. I'm just glad Luke was there with me. I still feel bad that he got shot with that stuff for me. Coming out of my thoughts, I didn't realize how far I had walked. I went past the house and all the way down the street.I turned around and went back the way I came and eventually arrived. When I went in, there was a huge mess in the living room. The books were all over the floor, the couch cushions were nowhere to be found and there was a stain on the rug. I entered the kitchen, and noticed broken plates everywhere. There was a hole in the wall and liquid sprayed all around. I got to cleaning in the living room. First, I put some bleach, vinegar, and water on the stain to start getting it out, then I went to look for the cousins. They weren't easy to find, but I finally found them outside scattered around the yard. I picked them up and took them back to the couch. I took their cases off of them and put them in the washing machine. I took the chance to throw my clothes in as well. Then I started on the books. Next, I picked up the shelf and put it back in its corner, then I started putting the books back. Father wanted them in alphabetical order or else he got mad that it was not organized. When I finished the book, I swept up a little bit and went back to the carpet. I scrubbed up the stain and then let it dry. I then went into the kitchen to clean up. I put the rest of the cleaning solution in a spray bottle and sprayed it on the walls. I let that sit while I went to go sweep up the plates. After seeping them up, I took the contents outside to the trash can. When I came back in, I went to go put the laundry in the dryer, then went to go wipe off the walls. After two hours of cleaning, it was finely done. I went back into the kitchen to start dinner. I grabbed the beef, pasta noodles, and marinara sauce as well as all my spices. Cooking is one of my favorite things. After starting the boiling pot, I started the ground beef. Then I went on to cutting up some vegetables to go with the pasta. After the vegetables were cut, I started the garlic bread. I chopped up all the bread. Then put the chopped vegetables in the beef to let it cook. Then I went and made the garlic butter for the bread. I poured it on, put cheese on top and then put it in the oven. When that was finished, I put the noodles in the beef, then, added the marinara. I stirred it until it was all put well together. Then I added spices and parmasean cheese, and stirred it some more. After finishing the pasta, I put the container in the oven on warm to keep the food hot for when they arrive. I cleaned the dishes I used, then I wiped the counter and swept the floor. After finishing, I went to their room to prepare their table for dinner. I put plates on both sides, then put an oven pad in the middle for the pot to sit on, then I went to get napkins and silverware and set those on the side. Next was there champaign. I got a bucket of ice and put the bottle inside so it would stay cold, and put the glasses next to the plates. When I finished, I went to my room and watched out the window as I waited for their arrival. As I waited, I started thinking about what it would be like if I had run away. I mean, Luke has me wondering if I could actually do that, because while there is a chance they could find me, there is also a chance they won't. I might be willing to risk it, but I'm so afraid of another one-week beating. Would they even notice if I ran, would they even care enough to come find me? Would they be happy if I was gone? I did ruin their lives. After all, I guess I wouldn't be too surprised if they just left me alone and stayed away. I don't think I will go through with running though. They might still want me to beat up on, and make their meals. They will definitely notice if I don't come home and make their dinner for them. Right on time. My parents pulled into the driveway. They always pull up at 8:00pm, not a second early and not a second late. I watched them come in, and then I waited 15 more minutes to allow them to settle down. After waiting, I went to the kitchen and prepared the garlic bread on a long platter. I put small cups of butter on the sides, and then put the platter on my carry tray. Next, I put on my oven mitts and took out the pasta. It smelled so good. I wanted to take a bite for myself but I knew I would get in trouble. I put the pot on the tray and got a serving spoon. I put it in the pot, stirred it a little bit and then started towards their room to serve it to them. I knocked on the door and waited for my dad to say enter. I put the big tray in one hand and held it up with my shoulder. with my free hand, I opened the door to see my parents sitting at the table waiting for their food. I went over and carefully set everything down in their spots. I then opened the pot, picked up the serving spoon, and put the pasta on their plates. I picked up the bread platter and let them grab the bread and butter. I set it down and then opened the champagne. I poured it in their cups, then set it back down on the ice. I went to the corner and stood waiting to be dismissed but I was not, which made me happy. Out of nowhere mother yelled my name. "Freya, get over here now!!" I went over to my mother. She stood up and hit me across my face. It stung a lot. I wanted to hold my cheek, but she would hit me again, so I looked at her. She had furry in her eyes. "Freya why is everything cold" she said. I’m... she hit me again as I started to apologize. "take this and warm it up, now!!" she said. I took their food downstairs and put it in the microwave to get hot. When it got finished, I took everything back upstairs to them so they could eat it. I set it back down in front of them and they tried it again. When they took the second bite, I went to go stand back in the corner, but then father told me to go wait for him in the basement. I already knew what was going to happen, so before I went there, I quickly went to the kitchen and did any extra cleaning I would have to do after. There were a few dishes that needed to be cleaned and I needed to wipe the counter, so I got it done as fast as I could, then I ran to my room and grabbed a snack bar to hide for later, then I went to the basement and sat down in the middle of the floor. They like it when I’m easy to access.

Mark Freya’s' father

"Jenni my love, Freya’s been really filling out. I want to be the first to take her, then we will let our clients take her as much as they want" I said. "No mark, I don't want you with other women, even if it’s that gross child from hell" she said. "Baby you can join us what do you say" I asked. "Fine I’ll think about it, but why? you have me" she said. "Jenni its better when they are virgins, there tight and perfect, and well babe I’ve opened you up a lot. I want something fresh, alright" I said. "I’ll think about it" she said. No I’m taking her tonight. You can join if you want. I would really appreciate it if you did, so think about it, my love. But she will be mine tonight", I said matter of faculty. "Whatever Mark, I don't care" she said. "Good, now let’s talk about prices. Women will pay 100 dollars per hour, men will pay 100 per hour for blow jobs, and 200 an hour for the full experience. What do you think, my love?"I asked. "250 and I’m good," she said. "Alright, it sounds good im glad were on the same page," I said. "Who is our first appointment?" she asked. "His name is Jerry. He wants the full experience. I’m just waiting for a time conformation," I said. "Good whose next?" she asked. "A women named Willow, she will be here tomorrow at 5 pm, so we will need to be home to get her ready by 4:30. Jerry also said he might bring his wife so there figuring out when would work for both of them." I said "Good that’s big money what do we have on both of them, to keep them from talking." she asked "I have pictures of Jerry taking his daughter on multiple occasions, and I have proof that willow is a s****l entertainer, but her husband and kids don't know." I told her. Thats good. I like that. Don't forget to set the camera up in the basement to record each time. We will keep a copy for ourselves, and sell copies to the clients for 100 dollars each. Freya will watch them and learn each time from her mistakes," she said. "Babe, I want to f**k her so badly right now." I said. I know you do my love, I guess you can. I don't want you to suffer because of your desires. Thanks babe. You’re the best," I told her. "I know I am.. You can only take her and me. Nobody else you got that." she said. "I put my hand on my heart saying, I swear on everything." "Good you can run along then and go get dessert," she told me. I got up from my spot at the table and kissed her on the cheek. I grabbed my whip and salt and went downstairs. When I got there, she was sitting in the middle of the floor waiting patiently. I told her to cooperate or be lashed 75 times, with salt in between each one. She nodded her head. She thinks she’s being punished because of the pasta, but actually the food was amazing. I just really wanted to take her and f**k the s**t out of her. I want her to call me daddy, as I f**k her virgin p***y, and tonight I will be, I cant wait. I was about to start telling her what was about to happen when Jennifer opened the door, and came down the stairs. "Jenny, you decided to join us." I said. Now this would be fun.