Though Deb had no idea of the time, it felt like an eternity had passed, when she heard footsteps, and Beth made her presence known.
“Beth” Deb sighed relieved, her eyes gleaming hopefully, as she scribbled up. Dale had been so kind to cut her ropes, though her hands were still tied.
“Hello, Debbie” Beth said, as she looked down on her scarcely naked sister. She looked as though her eyes were daggers, and every glance would cause insufferable pain.
Deb swallowed. “Why did you it?” she asked softly, almost like a little girl.
“I’m sorry, what?” Beth said, scornful.
“Why did you do it?” Deb repeated, louder and sharper. “Why did you bring me back here? Why did you do this to me?”
Beth sunk down, until she was on eyelevel with Deb. “Haven’t we been here before?” she noted, basically forcing Deb to relive the night of her fourteenth birthday, for the umpteenth time. “Dale gave me a choice…He said if I could help bring you back to him, he would release me. It was you, or me, Debbie…I chose me…Just like you did, all those years ago…”
“I’m so sorry, Beth” Deb said softly, at the brink of tears.
“And you know what? In the beginning I truly believed you were coming back for me” Beth laughed, foolishly. “You were only fourteen, and you needed to sort things out. I got that…And Agnes kept telling me, you were a little slut, who only considered her own well-being. I wouldn’t believe her…until she showed me your letter…”
Deb frowned, confused. “My letter? I don’t get it”
Beth grabbed the bars, of the cage, and pressed her face against them. “Do you have any idea what I have gone through?” she yelled, her voice skipping.
“Dale forced himself on you” Deb answered, horrified.
“But, hey, it was only once, so I guess I should consider myself lucky” Beth barked, sarcastically. “No one can compete with the flawless Debra Parker”
“Don’t say that” Deb begged, groaning.
“I was made a slave of” Beth hissed, through her teeth. “Mom and dad had to go live in the barn. They weren’t even allowed to speak with me. I belonged to Dale, even if I couldn’t sexually satisfy him” she added, bitter.
“Beth, I’m sorry” Deb now cried. She was curled up in a boll, trying to maintain what was left of her body warmth. She was freezing, but didn’t dare ask Beth for a blanket, if only the most worn.
Beth took a step back. “There’s something else you should now” she said breathless. “I saw Mike today. He asked a little too many questions, so I made sure Ross talked to him” She smiled, insanely. “There’s no one left that cares about you, Debbie. You’re utterly, and completely alone”
“What have you done to Mike?” Deb insisted, desperately. “Tell me he’s fine” she begged, knowing, very well, that the opposite was true, if Ross was involved.
“Let’s just say he won’t be coming for you” Beth replied, icy. “No one will…It’s your turn to rot in here”