Trapped / Chapter 16

Well he didn't.

Have a plan that is.

I was spun around and shoved against the wall violently. My wrists were chained behind my back tightly.

Case hadn't moved, still trying to solve our current problem from the looks of it.

"Don't even think of fighting Woods." Growled a guy beside me,

Case nodded slightly, he met my eyes.

I had never noticed how much sadness his eyes held...his expression was accepting. As though he knew what was going to happen, like it had happened before. Maybe it was just my imagination, but I had thought, his expression, not directed toward me, but to what we were facing, said not again.

Before I could think too much about this he was grabbed by four of the strongest looking guys there. They slammed him against the wall and held him there.

I knew what was coming. I closed my eyes, wishing I could plug my ears as well.

Bitter laughter sounded in my ear and sudden chills went through my body. "Watch.." hissed the man, his lips brushed my ear.

I opened my eyes, Case looked positively fearless. For himself that is.

The first hit made me gasp, the impact rung in my ears. The side of Cases face was suddenly bleeding. He looked determined. No, stubborn. Too stubborn to show pain, to give them any satisfaction.

He was so stupid. Or brave. It's pretty much the same thing.

I flinched as he was hit again. The sound was terrible, it sounded like it did in TV, but so much more real, and so much more painful.

Case was clenching his jaw tightly, looking past everyone at the wall. His fists were clenched tightly, he knew it was pointless to struggle.

Another hit...Case was unable to hold in his groan.

My emotions were mostly of fear, but mixed in there was anger. Fresh and raw like I hadn't felt since living with Gloria.

What was this all for? Money? Revenge? Land? Isn't that what Case had said?

It led me to wonder if he would do the same thing to someone else. I didn't want to believe it, but I didn't want to believe a lot of things I knew he'd do.

That's not what inspired the flame of anger inside me.

Defenseless. That's what Case was right now, though he would never admit it, he was absolutely, 100% defenseless. Surrounded by about ten guys, pinned by four, and being beaten up by the rest, he couldn't do anything but take it.

It was just...sick.

I was brought back to earth as he was hit again.

Case was straining to keep quiet, his knuckles were white he clenched his fists so tightly. He was biting down hard, making his jaw sharper than usual. Seeing him in so much pain was terrible...

Another punch.

A soft whimper escaped my lips, Case glanced at me, worried.

For me.

He had blood dripping down his face, the bruises hadn't yet shown themselves and the swelling hadn't yet set in.

But he was breathing deeply, still the determined look on his face.

The next hit forced our eye contact to break. He spit out blood this time.

The guys laughed, but it was an impatient laugh. Probably bored with Cases stubbornness, or bravery. Whichever one.

The guy holding me shoved me to some others, who grabbed me roughly and held my arms back.

As though I could do anything.

He stepped forward, slipping something on his hand. Pulling back his fist, I saw a glint of metal, in the seconds before contact was made I realized they were brass knuckles,

Which of course, didn't just exist in movies as I had hoped.

Case was braced for the hit, turning his face away.

I was pretty sure I heard something break as the punch was delivered. Case lost consciousness immediately.

The men holding him let go and he fell limply onto the ground.

I bit my lip, my breathing quick to match my heartbeat.

"Come on Sweetheart." Hissed one of them as he pushed me forward.

Why didn't Case ever tell me what to do in this situation? Wait maybe he did and I wasn't listening...

I'm so stupid sometimes.

I walked as they pushed me. Then I had a genius plan.

As we walked out of my apartment, through the hallways, I screamed as loud as I could,

"HELP! IM BEING KIDNAPPED!" It hurt my voice to yell so loud, but that pain wasn't half as bad as when my hair was grabbed and used to slam my head hard against the wall,

My inevitable cry of pain only got halfway out before something was shoved in my mouth and duck tape pressed over mouth.

"Don't try anything." Whispered the guy holding me. His voice like venom,

I whimpered and nodded. My hands trembling,

"Can't wait to get rid of this one, huh Davis?" Laughed one of the other guys.

Davis, the one holding me, grunted in reply.

My eyes were wide. I felt myself being picked up, and thrown over who I guess was Davis' shoulder. I kicked my legs but his strong arm soon pinned them against his chest.

My wrists were already handcuffed behind my back so they were useless.

Davis walked down the stairs, out to the car.

I was shaking all over now...While struggling to look up, I saw that the car was in view.

Well cars, the guys piled into the two.

Davis opened the door and shoved me into one of the black trucks. I was in the middle between two very buff guys. One was Davis.

As you might have guessed, this was equally awkward and terrifying.

I just kind of looked forward, trying not to think about the two guys on either side of me.

No one was talking. Which wasn't really how I had imagined it.

Davis turned to me, I acted like I didn't notice. Just looking forward and trying to look casual, duck tape over my mouth, hands cuffed behind myself.

At least they had the decency to buckle me in. I sighed a little.

"What?" Snapped Davis.

I flinched at his voice, which really annoyed me.

He chuckled a little and set his hand on my thigh.

Tensing up, moved away. Realizing that, now I was pressed up against the other guy. Thankfully, he didn't seem like as much a perv.

He looked down at me, all pressed against him. His eyes were a dark brown and filled with amusement. But it wasn't cruel, he smiled slightly and looked out the window.

Davis chuckled darkly, "Come on Sweetheart, don't wanna play with me?" He smirked,

My skin was crawling, I whimpered audibly as he set his hand on my waist and slowly moved it up.

"Knock it off." Growled the guy beside me, "don't be a perv."

I looked at him gratefully, but he wouldn't meet my eyes.

Davis made a whiny noise and moved his hand.

That was a relief. It made me wonder how much more of that I would have to go through...

I was watching the signs to try and figure out where we were going, but after awhile I just had no idea. We turned off a dirt road and drove for awhile before finally stopping in front of a building.

We were pretty far from much anything...the building was more of an armored warehouse, with black walls and a big tin roof.

Davis went to pick me up, but Mr. Dark Eyes lifted me first. He held me bridal style, which was better than being bent over someone's shoulder.

I mumbled behind the gag, wanting to say I could walk. He looked down at me and silently put a finger to his lips.

I decided to stay quiet. In the brief time I was outside, I noticed how dark it was. What time was it?

He brought me into a room, all of the guys following.

Mr. Dark Eyes set me down. I looked around, the room was dimly lit by a single lightbulb hanging from the ceiling. The walls were black.

He looked at me and peeled off the duck tape, which hurt. I spit out the piece of cloth and looked up at him. "Thank y-you.." I cursed myself for stuttering.

"Just do what people tell you and you'll be fine, Alex. It's all about revenge." He said, his voice deep and barely above a whisper. The way he said my name gave me slight chills.

Before I could reply he turned and left. I was hoping that he would keep these guys from doing stuff to me..

I knew they wouldn't come get me until the morning.

But I couldn't sleep, first of all it was a cold cement floor, second, my wrists were still chained behind my back, and third, I was truly terrified.

So I didn't sleep. Wondering how much time had passed, thinking of anyway to escape, holding onto small hopes of Case somehow saving me, that's what I did for the next...however long it was.

After awhile, my thoughts turned to Harley, then to school, then Case and a million other things. Slowly my thoughts turned into dreams, and then to nightmares....nightmares of what was to come.

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