Romans & histoires Tape In 13 Reasons Why

“Why do I feel like you are trying to take what does not belong to you?” She has a look of absolute terror on her face, and I raise an eyebrow waiting for her response, but when she doesn’t give one, I give a slight tug on her hair and she swallows loudly and starts to stutter so bad that I can’t make out anything she is saying. “Cut the shit Tiffany, spit it out. WHY. DO. I. THINK. YOU. ARE. TRYING. TO. TAKE. WHAT. DOESN’T. BELONG. TO. YOU.”

he said. Although it bothered her greatly to pose in front of the camera while looking like he had sexually assaulted her, Veronica couldn't really say no. For the second time today, she slowly took the used duct tape off her mouth. Thankfully, it wasn't as sticky and painful as the first time he used the piece of tape on her. "Wanna see?" Rafa stepped closer to the bed and watched her fix her clothes and her messy hair.

I intend to find out why. Finding a few loose rags, I gag Tansy before taping her mouth down using a roll of duct tape they had stashed for just this purpose. Nobody wants to be hexed while driving, after all. It gives me keen satisfaction knowing that I am very likely shoving the same rags down her throat that she inflicted on countless others. Not wanting to touch the chains, I bind her hands and feet with several layers of tape as well, cutting off her circulation. As I place the final bit of tape over her lips she begins to stir, her brow pinched in pain.

he growled, his eyes blazing with fury. He walked over to a nearby cabinet, pulling out a roll of duct tape. I tried to struggle, but my body was weak from pain. Theo ripped off a piece of tape, slapping it over my mouth. I tried to scream, but my voice was muffled by the tape. Theo's eyes gleamed with excitement as he looked at me. "Now you'll be quiet," he growled, his voice low and menacing. Theo's eyes roamed over my body, his gaze lingering on the metal clamps attached to my nipples. He smiled, his lips curling up in a cruel smile.

“Don’t waste your strength, Elena. You’ve always been so dramatic. Just breathe.” ​She moved with a terrifying, practiced speed. With her free hand, she pulled a length of heavy-duty adhesive tape from her pocket. She looped it around my head, pulling it tight—so tight my jaw ached and the skin at the corners of my mouth felt like it would tear. I gagged, the sound muffled and pathetic. My breath hitched, coming out in sharp, terrified bursts through my nose as the reality of my helplessness set in.

Carter’s expression changes and before I can register what’s happening I feel my head whip to the side and sharp pain radiating through the side of my face that makes me cry out. “Now why the fuck did you go and do that?!” Sobs of pain and fear wrack my body as I watch Carter walk over and grab something off the bed. He comes back and I see him unroll a strip of duct tape. I shake my head furiously, once again fighting my restraints, “No. Carter, please, don’t,” I beg.

This was almost exactly like … “Shut her the fuck up,” someone to my left growled, tossing a roll of duct tape to the man in front of me. The guy ripped off a piece of tape and slapped it over my mouth so I couldn’t speak, then grabbed my wrists and taped them together behind my back while I struggled to push him away, but he didn’t stop. He taped them so tightly that I couldn’t wiggle out of it. My breasts bounced inside my tank top when I attempted to escape.

I gagged on it as he tore a strip of duct tape from his pocket and slapped it across my lips. “Let’s keep you quiet for a moment, sweetheart,” he hissed. Another slap. Across my cheek. Not as hard as before, but with purpose. A punctuation mark. The taste of metal, tape, and paper filled my mouth. My heart pounded like it wanted to escape my ribs. Maybe it was trying to protect the one thing I couldn’t. No. Not couldn’t. Wouldn’t give up. My lips trembled behind the tape. My arms screamed from where the ropes bit into my wrists. I didn’t know what was written in that note, and I didn’t care.

You shouldn’t harm her yet, it’s gradual. She’ll live to regret this. The tape went missing after a few days, the lockers had been tampered with and were completely destroyed; it was nowhere to be found. Who could that be ?.

I then pulled the door as it was about to close Ten yelled, “I’m not the only one with the tape” “I know” I replied before shutting the door but he blocked it with his left leg. “If anything happens to me your stupid tape will get released to your school page and that fucken bloody body of yours will be on everyone’s brain” he threatened. I kicked his foot back inside the car then pushed the door shut as I picked the scrape pieces of metal lying on the ground as I placed them horizontal through the van’s handles locking both Ten and Sophie inside. I then open the oil tank and started pouring it on top of the car. I could hear Sophie banging on the windows begging me to let her out but all fe