Sarahs ruin pt I
As Sarah drifted off to sleep, she felt contented. She had spent all day hanging out with her school friends. It was the summer before they would all leave for college ā only a few weeks left to go. It was warm this summer, so she slept outside her sheets, in an old t-shirt and some pyjama bottoms. Another leftover from her c***dhood, she mused. She wondered what she was supposed to sleep in now that she was an adult. With her toys around her, in her parents house she felt safe, for a few more weeks until she heading out into the world. She closed her eyes, and sighed.
She woke to darkness, and a familiar buzz. Bleary eyed, she clumsily reached around for her phone. Who was calling her at this time. She looked at the screen ā 4.30am, and a number she didnāt recognise. This better not be another drunk dial from Cory, honestly he wasnāt even going to college what did he even expect? She answered.
āTried to log into facebook recently?ā.
She hung up. The voice was distorted electrically like those anonymous people on the news. Immediately she knew something was very wrong. With a sense of urgency she went to her computer ā it was on like always. Sometimes she and her girlfriends would chat all night. Not today. She typed in her password. It gave her an error, she tried again, but she knew. The password had been changed. Her phone rang again, it was the same caller. His number didn't look American, it had an area code which she had never seen before. āNo wayā Sarah said to herself, she was more streetwise that this, this guy was bad news and she knew it. She hung up the call. Some sort of hacker probably wanting money. She did a password reset on facebook and went to her email inbox. A login message appeared. She knew even as she typed in her password. It was wrong, locked out of that too. Panicking, she tried to reset that password as well. She had used her phone to secure that account, but when it told her where it would send her login link, she didnāt recognise the number. āFuck!ā she exclaimed. She threw down her phone on the bed, she was shaking ā what did she even do now?
Her phone buzzed again, a text message. She opened it. It was a picture of her. Her blood ran cold. It was a picture of her. She was wearing a white tank top, no bra, her nipples showing through. The tank top hugged her slim body and she had yoga pants on. The picture was bad, but the meaning of the picture was far worse. Cory took this. He had taken others, as well. She curse herself for trusting that dick.
Her phone rang a third time. She answeredā¦ she felt so small picking it up, like a mouse staring down a cat.She decided to project confidence.
āWho the fuck is this?ā She demanded.
The distorted voice returned.
āSarah Anne Williams. I think you know what the rest of those pictures look like, donāt you bitch?ā
This was really bad.
āThatās none of your businessā
He voice again. Every time he spoke the hair on the back of her neck stood up, the distortion made it sound so creepy, she knew already she hated this man.
āListen to me Sarah Williams. You and me are going to continue this conversation online, or your facebook will be getting an update.ā
She started out tough...
āNo you listen here you creep, you ā¦ā
Her voice failed her, she tried to finish but no sound came outā¦ her hand was shaking so hard she could barely hold up the phone.
ādonāt you dare do anything Iāllā¦ Iāll...ā
He talked over her.
āCat got your tongue you cunt? Go to you computer and try to log into facebook againā
She was already there. She tried again. Still nothing, but her profile picture had changed. It was the next picture in that set. Nothing too pornographic, but this one was from behind. She had thought her ass looked great in those yoga pants.
āYou change that back right nowā
She knew it wouldnāt workā¦ she knew some of what was comingā¦
āI will if you do as I say, I just want to chat to you on skypeā
Even as she opened the program, she knew this wasnāt just a chat.
āYou will log in to a new account. The username is: SarahAnneWilliams_18_Middleton_texasā
She felt like she was drowningā¦ but what could she do? She couldnāt let him put her ass on facebook! Her full name, her Town... this person knew a lot.
āReady for the password?ā
She relented
āI guessā¦ā
He spelled it out.
āIā¦.Sā¦.Aā¦.Bā¦Oā¦Uā¦Tā¦Tā¦Oā¦Gā¦Eā¦Tā¦ā¦ā¦ā¦.
Her finger quivered as she put it together in her head.
āā¦..Rā¦ā¦Aā¦..Pā¦.Eā¦.Dā
She felt like she had been punched in the gut. Her tight lips broke into a sob. She felt tears forming in her eyes.
āPlease .. I .. why are you doing thisā
When it logged in, she saw one contact ā āYouAreMineā
After a second she heard the familiar tone. A video call. Of course it was. Her heart was pounding in her chest like a drum. She hesitated for a second, and answered.
She woke to darkness, and a familiar buzz. Bleary eyed, she clumsily reached around for her phone. Who was calling her at this time. She looked at the screen ā 4.30am, and a number she didnāt recognise. This better not be another drunk dial from Cory, honestly he wasnāt even going to college what did he even expect? She answered.
āTried to log into facebook recently?ā.
She hung up. The voice was distorted electrically like those anonymous people on the news. Immediately she knew something was very wrong. With a sense of urgency she went to her computer ā it was on like always. Sometimes she and her girlfriends would chat all night. Not today. She typed in her password. It gave her an error, she tried again, but she knew. The password had been changed. Her phone rang again, it was the same caller. His number didn't look American, it had an area code which she had never seen before. āNo wayā Sarah said to herself, she was more streetwise that this, this guy was bad news and she knew it. She hung up the call. Some sort of hacker probably wanting money. She did a password reset on facebook and went to her email inbox. A login message appeared. She knew even as she typed in her password. It was wrong, locked out of that too. Panicking, she tried to reset that password as well. She had used her phone to secure that account, but when it told her where it would send her login link, she didnāt recognise the number. āFuck!ā she exclaimed. She threw down her phone on the bed, she was shaking ā what did she even do now?
Her phone buzzed again, a text message. She opened it. It was a picture of her. Her blood ran cold. It was a picture of her. She was wearing a white tank top, no bra, her nipples showing through. The tank top hugged her slim body and she had yoga pants on. The picture was bad, but the meaning of the picture was far worse. Cory took this. He had taken others, as well. She curse herself for trusting that dick.
Her phone rang a third time. She answeredā¦ she felt so small picking it up, like a mouse staring down a cat.She decided to project confidence.
āWho the fuck is this?ā She demanded.
The distorted voice returned.
āSarah Anne Williams. I think you know what the rest of those pictures look like, donāt you bitch?ā
This was really bad.
āThatās none of your businessā
He voice again. Every time he spoke the hair on the back of her neck stood up, the distortion made it sound so creepy, she knew already she hated this man.
āListen to me Sarah Williams. You and me are going to continue this conversation online, or your facebook will be getting an update.ā
She started out tough...
āNo you listen here you creep, you ā¦ā
Her voice failed her, she tried to finish but no sound came outā¦ her hand was shaking so hard she could barely hold up the phone.
ādonāt you dare do anything Iāllā¦ Iāll...ā
He talked over her.
āCat got your tongue you cunt? Go to you computer and try to log into facebook againā
She was already there. She tried again. Still nothing, but her profile picture had changed. It was the next picture in that set. Nothing too pornographic, but this one was from behind. She had thought her ass looked great in those yoga pants.
āYou change that back right nowā
She knew it wouldnāt workā¦ she knew some of what was comingā¦
āI will if you do as I say, I just want to chat to you on skypeā
Even as she opened the program, she knew this wasnāt just a chat.
āYou will log in to a new account. The username is: SarahAnneWilliams_18_Middleton_texasā
She felt like she was drowningā¦ but what could she do? She couldnāt let him put her ass on facebook! Her full name, her Town... this person knew a lot.
āReady for the password?ā
She relented
āI guessā¦ā
He spelled it out.
āIā¦.Sā¦.Aā¦.Bā¦Oā¦Uā¦Tā¦Tā¦Oā¦Gā¦Eā¦Tā¦ā¦ā¦ā¦.
Her finger quivered as she put it together in her head.
āā¦..Rā¦ā¦Aā¦..Pā¦.Eā¦.Dā
She felt like she had been punched in the gut. Her tight lips broke into a sob. She felt tears forming in her eyes.
āPlease .. I .. why are you doing thisā
When it logged in, she saw one contact ā āYouAreMineā
After a second she heard the familiar tone. A video call. Of course it was. Her heart was pounding in her chest like a drum. She hesitated for a second, and answered.
4 years ago