Free Hacked by Tim Miller Page A

down his face. She figured it was just his eyes watering, but made her feel good inside just the same.
         “Aww, don’t cry Rodney. We’re just getting started!”
     

Chapter 18
     
         After an hour, Abby had ripped out a good chunk of Rodney’s bowels through his asshole. He still put up a fight and struggled though. She was impressed at his resolve. During the torment, she would drink another bottle of water and grabbed a protein bar he had stashed in the cooler as well. Then there was Erin, still crying and whining the entire time. Once she finished with Rodney, she turned to Erin.
         “Ok, your turn you sick excuse for a human being,” Abby said.
         “What are you going to do to me?” Erin cried.
         Abby grabbed Rodney’s shirt and pulled it on along with his socks. While it made her sick to have any part of his clothing touching her body, she didn’t want to be running around naked. Abby cut the tape lose around Erin’s feet and dragged her out of the van. Her hands were still taped in front of her as Abby led her by the hair out of the van, out of the ditch and to the trail.
         “What are we doing?” Erin asked. The sun was starting to peek through the trees.
         “We are going to find help. At least you are.”
         “Me? Why me? Are those crazy hogs out here?”
         “Maybe. They’d like you. I hear hogs like to eat their own shit,” Abby said.
         “Why are you so mean to me? I didn’t do anything to you?”
         “Are you fucking kidding me? As soon as you ended up here, you begged him to let you go and insisted you could care less what he did to me. You even tried to use me as some bargaining chip with that psycho.”
         Erin walked slowly while Abby limped along behind her. The pain from her earlier torture was coming back almost worse than before. She had no idea how bad the damage was as far as blood loss and possible infections. Walking was becoming more difficult as they stumbled along the trail. She’d left Rodney alive in the back of the van, but with the door open. He’d still be there when she got back unless they found help first.
         Overhead the sound of something fluttering got her attention. Looking up, Abby saw a couple of vultures circling over them. The birds could sense death. Question was, whose? She was injured far worse than Erin. Though Erin was acting like she’d just undergone the Inquisition. At least Abby still had her eye lids.
         They walked further down the trail before Erin stopped and sat on a log nearby.
         “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” Abby asked. “I didn’t say you could sit.”
         “I can’t go anymore. I can’t,” Erin was hanging her head. “I’m sorry I told him to kill you. I was scared. I’ve never been in any kind of danger before.”
         This threw Abby for a loop. She wasn’t expecting the bitch to apologize.
         “I mean. I get it, I’m spoiled. People always told me that, but I never believed it. After tonight though it’s true. I know it now. This guy kidnaps us and I immediately beg to be let go and even tell him to have his fun with you. You on the other hand break your own hand to escape then fuck the guy up yourself. I would have never done that. He’d be torturing me now if you hadn’t done that. So, yeah. You’re a tough chick. I’m a spoiled little cunt.”
         Abby wasn’t even sure what to say. Maybe the girl was just delusional. It was hard not to feel sorry for the girl. Especially since her face now looked like a living skull. Abby limped over next to her and sat down, though it hurt to sit, it hurt to stand just as much.
         “It’s ok I guess. None of us have gone through this. Rodney is a sick fuck.”
         “How’d you meet him? Was it date gone bad or something?”
         “No. I met him on Backtrack. He, right away, started flirting with me and I