The Game//Hayes Grier Fanfic- IN EDITING

Chapter 10

Hannah's POV:

I woke up to a sharp pain throbbing in my head. I couldn't see anything because there's something covering my eyes. I wriggles my hands slightly to realise they were tied together. I started to move to see if anyone would notice.

"Hey boss, shes awake" A deep voice spoke to the person I'm presuming is his boss.

"Aaah brilliant. now the fun can really start" the 'boss' spoke in a strangely familiar raspy voice which sent shivers down my spine.

"W-who are you" I stuttered, eager to know who this sick minded person is.

"Your worst nightmare" The sentence was all to familiar for my liking.

"X" I whispered under my breath.

"What was that?" Who I'm presuming is X boomed throughout the room.

"Your X. Your the one who sent me those messages" I stated, trying not to agitate him.

"And shes even nicknamed me" He laughed one of those laughs you just know is just pure evil.

"Now. Enough chit chat. Lets get down to business" He said. I could tell he was smirking just by the way he spoke.

I felt someone tugging on the back of the blindfold and soon enough it dropped down onto my lap.

My eyes adjusting at my surroundings. I saw I was in what looked like a basement with the windows boarded up and the wallpaper peeling off the walls. the only sound was the dripping of a drain pipe. the whole room felt as if it belonged in a horror movie.

There were stairs that barley looked touchable leading to a metal padlocked door. I looked down to see my hands were cuffed with chains that were attached to the wall.

The room was quite small but still enough room for a table, some chairs 2 tall men, and me.

I averted my gaze up to X and his friend. They were wearing those masks that look like beanies with eye holes cut out as though they were burglars.

"Undo her chains" He ordered. The other man was shorter than X but he was still skinny to. He looked like he really didn't want to be here just by his movements. He walked over to me and undone the chains.

"Get up" X ordered. He probably has all sorts of weapons so it'd be wise to obey his orders.

I got up  hesitantly from the cold ground, my head shooting with more pain as i winced at the agony.

"Shut up" X spat. He grabbed hold of my shirt and dragged me up the stairs. I waited for him to unlock the door because there's no point in trying to escape. The only exit is the door which were going through anyway.

He finally got the lock off and he opened the door dragging me through with him. we were walking round some corners and up stairs when we came to a lobby with loads of doors either side. It looks like a run down, abandoned hotel.

X dragged me into one of the rooms. It had one light in it which barely lit the place, and 4 chains with cuffs on the end attached in each corner. They look like the ones I was cuffed to earlier.

He dragged me over to the ones at the back of the room which had the least amount of light. I could barley see anything, but to be honest, there's hardly anything to see anyway.

He pushed me to the floor. the carpets had been pulled up and it was just cold, wet wood.

X cuffed the chains to my wrists. they were ice cold and really tight I could hardly feel my hands. but the pain was sort of nice. it gave me a similar pain to self harm i guess.

X left the room, but he left the door open implying he's coming back.

About 5 minutes later- which is extremely challenging to calculate considering i have no form of time on me- X and his friend who I'm going to nickname John so its easier identification, came back in closing the door behind him.

X and John were only wearing their masks and their boxers...

This isn't going to end well.

X walked up to me and undone my chains. John walked out of the room and came back in shortly after with a wooden chair.

He placed it in the middle of the room and went and stood at the side. X moved his face into the crook of my neck, breathing into it. he took his lips up to my ear and he whispered in it.

"Sit down" very softly but not the nice kind of soft.

I knew I had to obey his orders or who knows what could happen. I sat myself on the chair and John came over. he grabbed my arms and tied them round the back of the chair tightly. He got my legs and tied them to the front legs of the chair.

At this point I couldn't move at all. I continued struggling to get out, but it just made me weaker.

X took off his boxer shorts, but I didn't even bother to look at him. He walked over to The side and John handed him a pair of scissors. X then came back over to me. He cut my dress so much he just ripped all of the bits off. he then took off my shoes, my watch and my bracelet.

"Is this it" He said grabbing my locket from my dad, he didn't take it off though. He looked back at John who just nodded his head.

X turned back to me and tugged on my locket so hard the back snapped and it came off my neck.

"NO!!" I shouted, tears now pouring from my eyes. I struggled to get out of the chair but I was to weak. I just cried.

X threw the locket to John and John left with the one thing....The only thing....I had left to remember my dad.

A few seconds later John came back into the room and stood where he was previously.

All was quiet until X started laughing walking towards me again with the scissors in his hand. He grabbed the lining from my underwear and cut them off. He then cut the back of my bra and the straps causing it to fall off my now bare body.

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"Your turn" X said to John, walking out of the room and closing the door.

John just stood there. He didn't even look at me.

"What are you doing" I said still trying to catch my breath.

"I-I can't do it" he spoke in a nervous voice which gave me a sense of relief.

"Then don't....please.....don't" I replied starting to cry again.

"Im not going to... I can't do that to you" He said looking down.

"Take off your mask" I said quietly, scared of what his reaction will be.

"I can't" he said quietly.

"Why not"

"I just cant!" he shouted. I flinched at his sudden out burst.

"Sorry" He spoke softly again. His voice sounds strangely familiar but Its probably just me being paranoid.

"Right. go get cleaned up. we've got to get the others" X said to John as they exited the room.what did he mean my others. I mean, there is another three chains in here. I just brushed it off and sat there.

I then put what poor acting skills i have to the test as me and John had to make it look like
He done it. X then strolled back into the room.

"Lets get cleaned up" he instructed as John trailed behind out of the room and out of sight.

What am I going to do. Im Bare bodied. cold. alone. Scared.

I need someone right now.

Someone to hug me.

Someone to comfort me.

Someone to tell me it's all going to be okay.

Someone like Nash, Cam or Hayes....

A/N

I just wanted to say thanks so much for reading💖