Taken 2 (SEQUEL TO TAKEN)

Kiss You *part 1*

*Rylee's P.O.V*

I've gotten hit after hit. But I still haven't given them anything. They left me alone after Jake stepped in and told Nico to give me a break and maybe I'll tell them after.

And Nico believed it. He'll believe anything you tell him.

Since they kidnapped me I haven't eaten or drank anything. And I'm starving. I was having trouble swallowing with a dry mouth and throat.

I had leaned my head back and was now blankly staring at the ceiling wondering if Niall is ever going to get me back.

The door clicked opened and was slowly being pushed back. Jack wandered in and walked over to me.

He grabbed a hold of the chair's arms and leaned down so his face was inches from mine.

His minty breath fanning my face. I took in a sharp breath an stopped moving.

"W-what are y-you doing?" I whispered quietly not trusting my voice.

"I don't even know. I don't know what I'm doing here, why I'm even with Nico helping him. You don't deserve this and I'm so so sorry. And I know sorry isn't going to cut it-"

I cut him off, "Of course it doesn't,"

He gave me a look and I shut up.

"But that still doesn't mean I'm not going to die. And I'm taking about your boyfriend. I...I want to help you out of this, but you're gonna have to wait just one more day. Please. And I know you can do it. I've seen how you take his hits, one sarcastic comment after another. Not wanting to sell your family out and I understand. I just need one more day and then I can get you out if here," he finished his speech staring at me waiting for my answer.

"Okay. Just one more day. But you're not fully forgiven and you're gonna have to earn my trust back again. And right now you're succeeding," I gave him a small sad smile.

He gave one back and kissed me on the cheek. As in a friendly way, "Just one more day. Oh and one more thing. Your boyfriend. He knows about the plan. Trust me he called me first. He also said that if I can get you outta here he will let me stay with you guys but I gotta earn your guys' trust,"

"Thank you,"

He nodded and walked out the door and locked it.

After an hour of waiting in this damp smelly room Nico walked in. I've been here for five days. One more day and I'm out of here.

I've inherited a lot of bruises over the last few days.

My left cheek was bruised, my right jaw was purple, I have a black eye, y lip is split in two places and I've been spitting up blood.

My stomach probably wasn't any better.

He walked over and smirked at me, "You know if you just answer my questions you wouldn't be like this,"

"No actually I think I would. I mean did you look at me when we were together. The same exact as know,"

He glared and punched me stomach. I groaned but smiled at him, "I thought your momma taught you better than this Nico. I'm wondering what she would be saying right now if she knew,"

"Don't talk about my mother," he growled punching me in the face. Adding to the collection of bruises.

"I don't know why you want to keep everything a secret, it's not like they actually care for you," he sneered.

I glared at him, "That's where you're wrong. They do care about me Nico. And at least I have people that care about me,"

He glared the looked at Jack, "You can do the hitting today, I want to see fresh bruises when I get back. I have to go to a meeting,"