Evil Awe-Inspiring 105 Run Away

She hum, her head and face all wet with cold water, and the water is droping slowly down from her neck. She just lean on the sofa, s.h.i.+vering. Her eyes are still in a trance.

I'm so angry that I run back to the kitchen and put cold water in a basin and pour it on her head.

"Ah!" She's finally responding, screaming, jumping up, and then falling down. She's choking by the water and coughing hard. Her wet hairs hang on her forehead in pinches, and the water trickling down from her head.

The weather is cold, and her clothes are soaked through, and she can't help shaking her arms.

"Are you sober?" I take the basin and look at her coldly.

Her face was originally made up. At the moment, the foundation and Eyeshadow are all washed up by the water, and the whole person looks poor.

"I'm asking you! Are you sober?" I grab her and throw her away again.

"Ah ~" she screams and hit her head on the arm of the sofa. But I don't pity her, so I'm just standing and looking at the girl coldly.

My heart is very hurt, for her absurdity, for her lack of self-love!

She finally sobers up a little, raising her eyelids and looks at me for a moment, then beginning to cry.

"Cry! Do you just know cry?!" I yell angrily, "If I hadn't come in time today! You're finished!" I take out the camera I have taken back, throw it on the sofa and say angrily, "Look what this is! Do you want to be raped and photographed? It's funny? Is it f.u.c.king brilliant?!"

I raise my finger, point to her and question her, "What have you promised me? What have you promised me?!"

She's still crying. I lift her chin forcefully: "Speak! Are you silly? Have the courage to go to that place, why don't you dare to talk now?! Now all you can do is cry?!"

She looks up at me with a pitiful, frightened look in her eyes, like a frightened rabbit.

I take a deep breath. Then I sit down at the tea table in front of her, take out a cigarette and light it. I take a deep breath and ask, "OK, don't cry! I have a few questions to ask you now. It's very important!"

She is still sobbing, which upset me. I can't help shouting, "Stop crying!"

She's startled and looking at me foolishly. But finally she dare not cry out.

I think about it and take out a cigarette and light it for her. I try to say in a calm voice, "Now I want to ask you a few questions. You answer it carefully, you know, tonight. I'm afraid we're in trouble. Do you understand?"

"Under… Understand…" As she's speaking, she's choking and her voice is trembling.

"Well, take a sip of your cigarette..." I understand that I can't just get angry. I try to calm down a little. "Let me ask you first, why did you go there today? Do you remember what you promised me?"

"... Remember." There are some panics in her eyes.

"So there must be a reason you were in that place, right?"

"I... I don't want to..." She answers with trepidation, "Yesterday afternoon... In the afternoon, my cla.s.smates said that they would go out to play in the evening. I couldn't say that... Chen Yang... I really didn't mean to. They went out and ask me to go with them these two days. I didn't go to... I promised you to be good, I know..."

I sigh as I see the panicked expression on the girl's face. She also suffered a lot of grievances and frightens tonight, and I can not bear to be too rude to her, and the tone of voice softened a bit: "And then?"

"And then... She said that this evening was not going outside, but a friend she had recently met was going to take us to a party at home. I hesitated. But they said it should be funny. I thought about it for a while and felt that... Anyway, it's not going to those messy outdoor places, just go to a family party. It shouldn't be a big deal. So I just went with them."

"And?"

"..." She glances at me, still s.h.i.+vering. "Then... When I got there, I felt quite normal at the beginning. Those people were rich, but at first they didn't play crazily, they were just drinking, dancing and so on. I… I didn't feel anything. Later, my cla.s.smate said that a man who wanted to know me would come and talk to me. Then a man came and said he is the owner of the place..."

I think and ask, "How many of you went there?"

"Three. Three girls went together." She's grieving as if she is about to shed tears.

I sigh, "You know, you're only sixteen years old now... Girls of this age should not drink! And you shouldn't go to such a party at night..." Looking at her trying to talk, I ignore her and continue, "OK, even if you don't know what the essence of the party is... But don't you know when you go to such a party, It must be drinking, carnival, and dancing? Is it interesting to get drunk and dancing with a bunch of people?"

I look at her, eyes full of disappointment: "Dorra, I can believe you, you are not a drug addict, do not take hallucinogens, if you had known that the party is like this, I believe you would not go. You haven't fallen to that level. But I'm still disappointed... I'm disappointed of... Are you so fond of play? How do you like going to these occasions?"

She's wiping her tears: "I said no... But they dragged me to... They also said that I've become too honest lately and that I'm very rustic..."

I'm so angry that I laughing instead. "Then you went? How old are you? Who are they? A bunch of bullies! A bunch of ignorant fools! When they said they want you to go, you just go? Your legs grow on your own body! If you didn't want to go yourself, can they still knock you out and take you forcibly? To put it bluntly, it was you who couldn't bear to go out and play!"

"But they said…" She still wants to argue.

"You have no opinion on your own?" I ask her lightly, "Do you have to listen to what they say? If they want you to die, will you follow them?"

I continue coldly saying, "You know when I was saving you tonight, what did I see outside? I tell you, I saw your two cla.s.smates! The first one was in the garage. If I hadn't been there, she would have been gang raped by two men! Another girl, in the lobby, has taken psychedelic drugs. When I came out, I saw two men tearing her clothes."

Every time I say a word, her body trembles once.

She can't help crying again: "I didn't want to... In the evening, when those people took out the medicine, I was frightened and scared. Zoe also said she wanted leaving. But Lily refused to leave. She said she had played several times and said it was fun."

"Lily? Is that the girl with many rings on her face?" I sneer: "She asked you and the other girl to go there, right?"

Dorra nods.

I hum and say nothing.

The girl names Lily. It seems to have played a very disgraceful role in tonight's events. Generally speaking, there are men and women in this kind of party. For a long time, the organizers always try their best to grab some new girls into the water. This Lily must have taken advantage of the host and let her bring some female cla.s.smates from school to there. I've heard a lot about this before.

Such a thing is almost the same like the guy I broke his leg in a nightclub who had pulled a waitress into the water in order to please a client, in partners.h.i.+p with a mummy.

As soon as sheding tears, she carefully repeats what had happened at night. Sure enough, it's similar to what I guessed.

Dorra is not really a bad girl after all, although she is a bit of a rebel, it is just adolescent rebellion. She refused to attend such a scene of collective drug abuse and prost.i.tution. But since she was taken to that place, how could she escape?

So her cla.s.smate, Lily, sold her two companions completely. The owner of the villa, the man who was beaten up by me later in the room, took a fancy to Dorra. He's probably interested in this young girl. Seeing that she refused to obey, he simply used coercive means to her.

Dorra called me on the phone and ran to the bathroom, but before she could finish, the door of the bathroom was knocked open. She was young, a girl, and had no resistance. As a result, she was caught in the owner's room. As for aother female cla.s.smate of her, she had no choice but to follow them. But she was thrown into the garage by those people because of her first medication and allergic reaction, which happened to be met by me.

The man seemed to be a little psychopathic. After he caught Dorra in the room, he found another woman, who was going to have a 3P game. First, he filled Dorra with some alcoholic with psychedelic drugs. After highed himself, he had started with another woman first.

I wonder whether he's a little bit exhibitionism? Some people have this kind of abnormal psychology, when they have s.e.x, if someone is watching, they will be more excited. He was probably going to save Dorra for later, and I arrived in time.

"Do you know the ident.i.ty of that man?" After listening to her story, I find a blanket from the room and come to put it on her. She is a little overwhelmed by the cold and s.h.i.+vering all the time.

In fact, it is not my intention to punish her, but to pour cold water on her head to make her sober in the efficacy of the drugs as soon as possible, which is the best way I can think of.

"No, I don't know." She's shuddering and says, "He looks like very rich, and, besides, he has two men always with him."

I sigh and it seems that she really didn't understand. The organizer lives in such a luxurious villa, has such a high-end car, and can hold such a party, without a deep background, who dares?

I think about it, pinch the cigarette end in the ashtray, and stand up: "Listen, this matter, I'm afraid it has caused trouble! Now you go into the room and change your clothes, right now! Then take something and leave with me right away! Don't go to school these days. I'm afraid those people will go to school to trouble you..."

If that man is not an ordinary person, he will surely retaliate. At least last night, that cla.s.smate Lily who took Dorra to the party still stayed there. They could easily follow this line to school or find Dorra's home address.

I pull Dorra up and push her into the room. "You change a suit of dry cloths quickly. Bring all your certificates and some daily necessities you may need."

She freezes: "What's wrong? Are we going to run away? Haven't you had already saved me?"

I look at her and shake my head helplessly. "Who do you think I am? I can save you, won't they retaliate? You think it's already okay to run away from there today? You really not know the immensity of heaven and earth!"

Pus.h.i.+ng her into the room, I sit outside and wait. I walk around the living room, looking at the time from time to time, a little anxious. Finally, I can't help knocking on her door and urging her to hurry up.

After a long time before she comes out of the room, dressing in clean clothes and carrying her bag.

"All packed up?"

"Yes." Her face is pale and her eyes are frightened. "Where are we going?"

I shake my head. "Let's talk about it on the way. At least you can't stay here. I'm afraid they'll find here very soon."

Looking at the bag in her hand, I say, "Where's your ID card? And bring all the money. And you don't have to take too much clothes."

She seems to be a little distracted. Looking at her, she seems to want to bring a towel toothbrush or something like that. I frown: "It's not a trip! Take as little as you can and as much as you need!"

I take her bag and open it. There's a big pack of clothes stuffing in it. I can't help but say, "You don't have to take these with you. You can buy clothes or others at any time."

This time she is surprisingly stubborn: "No, I want this..." She glances at me and lowers her voice. "This is the last time you bought it for me."

I just let it go at that and say nothing, then check her ID and other things. After that, I take her out and go downstairs to the car.

I don't hesitate to drive directly to my home.

Now things are different. As for the contradiction between Amy and me, it doesn't matter anymore.

On the way, I hesitate for a moment and call Yumi.

I don't know if I should call her, but I remember Yumi told me to call her when I am in trouble, so although I hesitate for a while. I still decide to dial her number.