Thump. Thump. Thump.
I fell back into the darkness that was caused by some sort of drug. Time held no meaning. It could have been five in the morning or ten at night. I had no idea. Did I want to know? Not really.
Later, I only aroused because of whatever type of vehicle I was in came to a rough screeching halt. My limp body jolted me back onto my stomach and I groaned out. Could they make my death quick? I already felt like I was dying a slow death. Or was that the plan all along?
Two car doors were slammed, causing my head to echo the sound.
Please,I prayed. Was there really a God out there? Surely, he wouldn’t let this happen. I was a good girl; I obeyed my parents even though at times I didn’t want to. I never broke the ten commandments.
A gust of humid air whooshed in before a man grunted. I held my breath, trying to keep my body limp. I guessed I was in some sort of van, as someone entered. Maybe if I didn’t move, maybe he’d think I was dead, or at least leave me be. Give me more time for my thoughts to clear, so I could fight. At least I didn’t think I had on purpose.
After what seemed like a moment of hesitation, the man bent down and picked me up as if I weighed nothing. I was flung over his broad shoulder, my pounding head hanging behind his back. I couldn’t help but lose my breath as my stomach pressed against his shoulder. At this position, I had to guess he was a bigger man, even with his tight hold across my knees to keep me in place.
Where was Becca?
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“This it?” a gruff voice asked out. He seemed to not care about what item he was asking about like it was normal.
Was it me, he was referring too?
“Yes,” one-word answer by a voice I vaguely recognized.
“Any others?” the first asked, as what sounded like papers being shifted.
“The other was not fit for the qualities we are seeking,” replied the second man. “It was disposed of.”
“Where?” barked the first, his voice deadly.
“Left to be found where I took care of it,” answered the second. I could mentally see him shrug like it was all in a day’s work.
“She alone, then?” the first asked again.
Did they go through these same questions every time?
“Yes, sir,” the second replied, his voice dry, kicking my leg lightly.
That light kick felt like knives stabbing me a million times over. I couldn’t help but groan out. At the small movement, I knew I was bound as before with no hope of escaping. I was otherwise completely ignored as I was forced to lay on the cold floor.
“Take her to room seven,” the man said with a snap of his fingers.
This time, I was lifted with no care and in the process, my stomach lurched. I had no way to stop what little I had in my system, throwing up down the man’s back.
“Son of a bitch!” he cursed, tossing me roughly back to the ground. I gave out a strangled, choked cry of protest as I heard, and felt, my body slam to the floor.
“She’s worth a lot,” the man that seemed to be the one in charge spoke in warning.
“So?” the other man huffed out with disgust.
“I’ll take care of it,” spoke the first man again, sounding tired of the same attitude.
I was then lifted a tad gentler this time. Each heavy step he took echoed down what seemed to be a hallway. It was much cooler here than it had been in the van. It wasn’t as humid and I didn’t feel as sweaty. Though it smelt just as bad, if not worse.
The man walked until he reached what I assumed was a room. I still couldn’t see, therefore I had no way of knowing where I was.
I was laid much softer than I expected to be on a flimsy mattress that was felt as though it was part of the floor. The cool, clean bleach scent assaulted me. Was everything cleaned with bleach here by these people? Who were these people?
“Please,” I cried out. Just kill me. Make this all end.Anything!
“I can’t,” the man said, almost sadly as he ran one of his beefy hands down my arm in what could have been a gentle manner. “You are here to help repay a debt.”
Who’s?I wanted to shout, but only a sob escaped my parted lips.
“Looks like you’ll have a sore head for a while. Probably have a concession. I’ll pray that your death will happen before you are taken by the collector,” he stated while untying my wrists. Then he snapped a chain handcuff around them instead. The sound echoed around the room where I was being kept like a caged pet. Was that what I was now, a pet to be played with?God,I hope not.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
I had no fight left in me as my body once more fell into the darkness. Maybe I would be lucky to not wake up again.
