Part 46

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I woke up my head throbbing, I could feel a slick liquid dripping down from my head. Blood I assume. I let out a groan opening up my eyes to see the warehouse, every time I passed out I prayed that I would wake up somewhere different.

"God why can't you just kill me already" I spat a wad of blood out onto the floor.

Eleanor walked up to me tutting her finger.

"I have plans for you" Eleanor said.

I had been here for a week and each day was full of pure pain the only time I could relax was when I was asleep. I dreamt that none of this was real and I was back home with Kate, we'd be lying in bed holding each other talking about nothing but then I'd wake up and as soon as I did I would want to fall right back asleep.

"You're a fucking psycho Eleanor" I said.

"Oh honey this is what you deserve, you locked me up in prison. I was just protecting Kate and I get given a life sentence" Eleanor said.

"You killed someone and hired a hit on my dad of course you'd be in prison" I shouted.

Eleanor clenched her jaw striking my face with her hand.

"Why are you torturing I didn't do anything to you!" I said.

"You brought Kate into your world of avenging if you had just left her out of this you would've been fine and she would be much happier without you" She said.

I tugged against the ropes clenching my jaw as I tried to launch at her, Eleanor simply laughed at my attempts to harm her.

"I think it's time to execute the last part of my plan don't you think boys?" Eleanor asked her henchmen.

The men nodded in agreement and Eleanor grinned she pulled a phone out of her pocket facing the camera at me.

"Smile for your girlfriend" Eleanor said.

I kept a stoic expression glaring at Eleanor, she chuckled to herself sending the photo to Kate as well as typing out a message and stuffing the phone into her pocket.

"As soon as your girl gets here I can do what I've always wanted to do" Eleanor said.

"And what's that?" I asked.

"Kill you" Eleanor replied storming out the room.

I was left stunned a pit opening up in my stomach, apart of me hoping Kate wouldn't come I didn't want her to see me like this. I had to save myself but I couldn't. I'd tried and nothing worked this place was like Fort Knox there was no way I was getting out of here.

I was helpless. I couldn't help but try and rack my brain to think of what Natasha would do hell she would've probably escaped within the first day.

I groaned as I shifted the position in the chair feeling the wood rub against my wounds.

Kate's POV:

It's been a week and I feel like I've been going insane without her I couldn't function knowing that my so called mother had her. Clint had arrived and he was incredibly stressed he couldn't lose anyone else.

"Is there anywhere you think she could be?" Clint asked.

He had asked that question every hour for the past week desperately trying to find Y/n and it pained me every time to say no. I had no idea where Eleanor had taken my girlfriend hell they could be halfway across the world right now.

She wants to hurt Y/n but she would also want to hurt both me and Clint, it's the perfect solution really to hurt Y/n. Sick and twisted but perfect for my mother.

I headed upstairs lying down on the bed picking up my phone. My eyes widened when I saw my phone light up with a message from an unknown number.

It was a photo of Y/n tied up and beaten. I let out a sob seeing her like that. My hand immediately covered my mouth to stay quiet. I had been messaged an address along with instructions to come alone.

After a few minutes I gathered myself and grabbed my bow and quiver placing them in a bag and jogging down the stairs.

"Where are you going?" Clint asked.

"For a walk" I lied.

"Kate?" Clint said.

I sighed running my hands over my face.

"Clint just trust me please, stay here ok" Kaye begged.

Clint knew it was wrong but he nodded and I ran out the door looking down at my phone once more heading to the address which Eleanor had sent me. It was buy the docks from what I could see.

I was going to get her back one way or another. Whatever it takes.

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