Sarah sat on her bed, chewing her nails. It was just last night that Hannah and she had sex with Tyler Sullivan, with a gun pointed at him and his wife Jessica. Sarah was just supposed to babysit. Everything was going great. That is until Hannah showed up. And just like Hannah, she had to cause trouble.
She did this. She brought the gun. She pointed it at Tyler and Jessica and threatened them. She forced Sarah to tie up Jessica with tape and forced her to have sex with Tyler.
Right? She was forced to do it... right?
Her head was spinning. She did enjoy fucking him. She did enjoy sucking his cock and having him cum on her face. But... she was forced to... right? Would it matter to the police if she enjoyed it?
She was so sure that the police were going to arrive any minute now. She hadn't been able to sleep all night. She wasn't sure if she'd even be able to go to her classes today. Her roommates had already left, leaving her in the apartment all alone.
Her phone rang and she looked at it. It was Hannah. She shook her head, wondering if she could even pick up the phone. She set it back down on the bed and let it go to voicemail. But Hannah... being Hannah... wouldn't take no for an answer and just called again. And again. Until Sarah finally answered it.
"Stop calling me Hannah. I don't want to talk to you," she said, answering the phone.
"Chill out Sarah. It's going to be ok."
"How can it be ok?" she said, shaking nervously. "The Sullivan's are not just going to let this happen. I know they called the cops. I can only imagine what kind of sentence I'll get. My parents are going to absolutely kill me."
"Let me handle the Sullivan's," Hannah said. "I know for a fact they didn't call the police, ok? So just relax. I'll take care of everything."
"Leave me out of your schemes, Hannah, ok?" Sarah hung up the phone. She lay back in bed and pulled the covers up and over her head.
*****
She could barely eat or sleep all day long the next day. She stayed in her bed almost the entire time, always worried sick that the police were seconds from breaking down her door. It was 8:30pm and it was dark outside, the sun setting hours earlier.
Her phone rang again, this time Sarah looked down in total disbelief. It was from Jessica Sullivan.
"Shit," Sarah said, shaking anew. "Oh my God... oh my God... What in the hell is she calling about? God I am so in trouble! Please God, please..." She didn't know what to do... act like she wasn't home so she wouldn't hear her angry threats. Or... answer it.
After the fourth ring she felt she had no choice and picked it up. "Mrs. Sullivan, I can't tell you..." she started to say, apologizing for what happened, hoping that that would be enough.
"Oh, thank God," Jessica said, obviously glad that Sarah picked up the phone. "Sarah, you need to come over right away. Now." She was very serious and it almost scared Sarah.
"What's... what's going on?" Sarah asked.
"I... uh... I'm sorry, but I can't tell you what's going on or why you need to get here," Jessica said, sounding scared. "But you have to come over right away. This is serious Sarah. Right now."
"Ok... ok... I'll be right there." Sarah grabbed her car keys and ran down to her car. She arrived at the Sullivan house in ten minutes. When she got out of her car, she looked around to see if she could tell what was happening, but the neighborhood was quiet as usual.
She knocked on the door and was brought into the house, wordlessly, by Jessica. Tyler was sitting on the chair in the living room, looking at her, with some kind of camera headset on his head.
"Ok," Jessica said to Tyler. "What do you want?"
Tyler seemed to sit for a moment as if listening into his headset.
"Hannah says hi Sarah. Glad you could join us for some fun."
"Hannah?" Sarah asked. "Hannah's on the headset?"
"Yes," Tyler said, as if echoing the voice in the headset. "I'm here and as always, I'm in control."
"Can we have Noah back now?" Jessica asked. "We've done everything that you've asked."
"God," Tyler said softly, shaking his head. "Things are only getting started, Jessica."
"What's going on Hannah?" Sarah asked, confused. "What are you doing?"
"Go ahead and tell her," Tyler said.
"Hannah has kidnapped Noah," Jessica said. "She's threatening to hurt him unless we do what she says."
"What?" Sarah was dumbfounded. How could Hannah do such a thing? It didn't make any sense. "Let him go Hannah! You know you don't want to do this."
"Oh, I can't wait to do this," Tyler echoed.
Sarah walked forward, towards Tyler, as if she were approaching Hannah. "What do you want?" She turned back towards Jessica, trying to reassure her. "She would never hurt Noah. I can't believe that." She turned back towards Tyler, pleading. "Why are you doing this, Hannah?"
"She says she's doing it for you, Sarah," Tyler said. "She says she can't trust that Jessica and I won't go to the police about last night. She says this is the only way. She demands that we do as she says or she'll hurt him." Vince had doubts that this plan would work. It was a bit too dramatic. But he was going to see how far it went at least.
Jessica put her hand on Sarah's shoulder. "Don't let her hurt my baby, Sarah. Please."
Sarah put her hand over Jessica's. "What does she want?"
"She says... she just wants to play a game," Tyler said. "I'm to keep filming the whole time. She says everyone needs to be a really good actor and actress in her... movie. She says if we don't really get into our role, she'll hurt Noah."
"What the hell?" Sarah said. She couldn't believe this was happening.
"Sarah's role is the babysitter, while Jessica and I play the... uh... naughty parents," Tyler said.