Gone: A South Park Story ch.6

Ch.6
Deduction
Lulu's P.O.V.

I tripped on the base of the curtain and fell onto my hands. My palms cut on the rough, broken glass covered cement floor. As if my roped burned wrists and shoulders weren't enough already.

I lifted my head up and looked around me. The small windows near the top of the two-story room revealed it to be night-time. The lights were out and the only light source were large candles and flashlights. There were large men a few feet behind Kenny. His roped wrists had been chained to a hook on the floor and he was bending over on his knees. He had been beat, his right eye was half way closed and his nose had been bleeding. The blood had stopped at his lip and dried there. His clothes were even more threadbare then they usually were. His shirt had been ripped and his knee had been scraped on something. I looked over to my right. Trent was sitting on a tall red armchair. His legs were crossed and his hands were relaxing on the ends of the armrests.

"Maybe you'll tell us with some persuading." Trent said slyly. His voice sent shivers down my spine. "You, girl. Come here."

The way he spoke to me made me feel like I had no control over my body and I unconsciously made my way over to him unsteadily. My knees shaking as I rose from the floor.

As I became in his reach, he firmly took my forearm and pulled me toward him. He pulled me across his lap and sat me there, then securely put his arm around my throat, just enough for me to breath.

"Let go of her!" Kenny bellowed at Trent. He tugged on the hook but was pulled back and restrained to his position thanks to it's height of only a few centimeters off the ground. His features were torn between showing anger or sorrow.

"What is your name?" He asked me softly yet threateningly. I was terrified.

"L-Lulu." I stammered.

"Lulu, huh? That must be short for something?" He said in the same tone. This time, I didn't answer.

He tightened his grip around my throat and pulled me closer to his face. I let out a sharp cry of pain as Kenny tugged twice more on the ropes.

"Luisa! It's short for Luisa!" I cried. He loosened his grip. "It's Italian."

"Now that wasn't so bad!" He sniggered. "Italian, huh? Well, as you can see, I love Italians." He took my face in his free hand and forced me to look about the room. The men behind Kenny were also Italian, probably from New York. "And as I've heard, you're also from New York as well."

Still having my face in his hand, he turned me back toward him and pulled me up to his face. We were now only inches apart. I could feel his breathing on my cheeks. I was trapped in his  icy gaze as he let go of me. He took his hand and stroked my cheek with his index finger.

"Don't touch her!" Kenny yelled, violently yanking on the ropes. He began to lift himself up in anyway he possibly could but one of the men behind him took out something from his back pocket and pressed it onto  Kenny's back.

Kenny cried out in pain as he thrust his head back and arched his back in agony. A few seconds later the man ceased shocking him and returned to his original place.

"Kenny!" I screamed, trying to get away from Trent. He pulled me back into a strangle-hold until I stopped yanking myself away from him, which only took about a second thanks to the fact that I needed air.

"Kenny!" Trent proclaimed. "I almost forgot you were there!" Then his voice became serious. "Now, back to the matter at hand. Where is it located!?"

"Like I've been telling you since the beginning, I. don't. know. Stan's the only one who knows where it is! Kyle's only been there once and Cartman has never been there, he doesn't give a crap! Let us go!" Kenny hollered, tugging less on the ropes.

"I'll let you go when I get the information I require. Until then, you stay here, but I might have some new plans for your friend here."

Turning me to face him again, he spoke softly. "Judging by your looks and the age of the people you hang out with, you're about 13."

"14," I spat, "My birthday was the 27th. To bad I missed the party." I finished spitefully.

"My my. What a tone! There's no need to be rude." He said mockingly. No need to be rude!? We're being held as your prisoners! The hell was wrong with him!?

Kenny let out a huff, he was most likely thinking the same thing as I was.

Returning back to what he was saying, "Also by your age, I can assume that you've never been kissed before either."

The speculation caught me off guard, as well as Kenny as he shot his head back in our direction. He clenched his teeth and his eyebrows furrowed.

"Ah-ha, so my deduction was correct!" He hollered. He caressed my cheek again and spoke. "I might steal it from you."

"In your dreams!" I shot at him, pulling back from his hand.

"Oh yes, they have been. Being in Juvi for ten years does that to you. I've had lots of dreams, but not like the amazing adventures your friends had. No magical Christmas journeys or talking poo for me! No, I got to sit in a dark cell and wait. Wait for my time to be over so I could come back once again and exact my revenge on Kenny and his friends! Unfortunately, that includes you now."

This kid was insane. Forget Juvi, put him in the nut house!

He forcefully took my face in his hand again. I was trying to resist but he was to strong for me. I couldn't get free! Maybe I should've kept going to Tae Kwon Do class. There's no self defense training in Volleyball!

He pulled me closer and closer to his lips and I could start to feel his breath hitting my cheeks. There was no way I could get away so, I had to give in. My body became limp as he continued to pull me closer and closer to him, it felt like hours were passing.

"Stop!" Kenny yelled almost a moment to late. Trent stopped and held me a centimeter from his lips. He smirked.

"What's this!?" He bellowed. "It seems McCormick here has a crush! This will make it even more enjoyable!" Trent turned back to me and began to move closer, his eyes watching Kenny trying to break free. Again, he stopped. Now he was just teasing Kenny.

"Enough Trent!" Kenny yelled. "I know you hate me, but you don't need to do this! Let us go! Put us in the hospital with your Titty Twisters and Wet Willies! Just let me and my friends go!"

"Oh no" Trent began. "That's over with, you had your chance five years ago! Now I have different plans for you, and all your friends. Guards! Take them back to the basement!"

The guards from behind Kenny cut him loose and they each took one of his arms. Frankie came out from behind the curtain and took me.

As we were being pulled away, Trent yelled "But please make it more comfortable for our dear Luisa!"

~*~*~*~*~

This time, Kenny was the only one tied up. I was free to walk around the basement. You would think this was a good thing but while we were gone, the room had been completely cleaned. The only thing left in the room was a thick yellow sleeping bag and a large pillow, obviously for me. Unfortunately for Kenny, he had been tied tighter with more advanced knots that would be impossible to untie without the help of a sharp blade. His wrists were even more cut and burned from the excessive tugging and pulling of the ropes.

This time, we had light. One of the candles from upstairs had been moved down with us. It was green and smelled like cucumbers and melon, which didn't really mask the stink of the room.

I had helped Kenny up and moved him over to the sleeping bag which I had un-zippered so it was at its full size. It was hot down here anyway, so I didn't need a cover. We both sat down on it and I turned him towards me. I licked my thumb then began to rub the dried blood from under his nose. He pulled back but I just gave him the 'You're such a baby! Just let me do it.' look, and he leaned forward again, letting me clean him off.

His knee was still slightly bleeding. Again, I licked my thumb and cleaned the dust and dirt off the cut, trying to clean it out. I then ripped off his already ripped sleeve and tied it around the wound.

We didn't talk much that night. We both just lay there on the sleeping bag, playing with each others fingers. The occasional sounds of long breaths and humming ended the silence until we both fell asleep.