The Eighty Nine's leader. My Lover.

Chapter 31.

I woke up to my head throbbing, probably bleeding, I swallowed hard and moved it up and I couldn't see clearly, my eyes were all blurry. I tried looking around the dark room and my eyes adjusted however all I could see was a red closed door and a man wearing a ski mask just standing there probably staring back at me, I tried to move my arms down but I couldn't, I looked up and I was chained.

I closed my eyes, ready to beg."Please let me go, I want to go home!".

And the door opened, I opened my eyes and a woman with long curly black hair walked in, her eyes on me. She walked up to me pulling out a knife, I tried but I couldn't move and Little Johnson gave me a kick of a lifetime, she thinks I don't see the crazy woman coming at us with a knife. Seriously?. She switched on the lights and I almost died, she really was threatening me at the hospital, she smiled at my reaction.

She moved closer to me, pulling me back with my neck, playing with the knife on my face, she cut my shoulder and I just looked at her. Do not give her the satisfaction. Do not cry, no matter how painful it is. That usually works, watching that many movies and documentaries should help me in this situation.

I took a deep breath and my throbbing headache came again, making me close my eyes as tight as I could, it did not help. This is not how I pictured this day, I was only suppose to be gone for a couple of minutes, maybe an hour then Adelle finds me and gives Jace a hot slap for losing me. This is not how I pictured it would go. I know it sounds crazy but it really isn't.

She put on a ski mask and called Jace, it has to be him and I recognized his voice and he sounded scared, for once he actually sounded scared and again our baby kicked, bad timing. The woman walked up to me and cut my arm and she kicked harder and I couldn't hold it in, I just screamed.

Whatever Jace said next made her end the call and slapped me so hard I felt my teeth crack but I just looked at her. She smiled again and left. I spit the blood on the floor and the man that kidnapped me walked up to me, I moved my head back, I don't know why because I know I'm not getting away from him, I guess it's just defence mechanism.

He held my jaws so tight I couldn't scream even if I wanted to and it hurt so bad. He pulled out a huge knife and brushed my cheek down to my neck, down to my chest, he pushed the shirt back revealing my bra. He looked up at me, slightly pressing his knife against my breast and it hurt, he brushed my forehead with the tip, making me slightly bleed.

He moved his knife down to my stomach, he stopped and looked me dead in the eye with a smile, I closed my eyes, he got closer to my face, I could feel the knife on my stomach. I just couldn't see it and that made it worse and I could feel his breath against my face, I opened my eyes and he was still smiling.

He chuckled, tapping the knife on my stomach, I just closed my eyes, one stab and we could both die, he knows that and that gives him pleasure. He pressed the tip against my stomach and the door opened, a woman walked in, he smiled again moving his knife away then moved back.

The woman walked up to me with a bowl, she put it down and just stared at him, he moved back to where he was, she is older. She took my chin in her hand and tilted my head back, she held my face gently and I couldn't stop myself from crying and she continued brushing my face up to my head, she has my mother's touch.

"Please help me, I didn't do anything wrong, please".

"You wouldn't be here if you didn't do anything wrong sweetheart".

"I'm pregnant! What could I have possibly done to gangsters?".

She brushed my chained hands, down to my bleeding arms, she looks different from the others, her eyes didn't look like of the man behind her, I can use that to my advantage, turn her against them. That's probably never gonna happen but I should try because doing nothing is not helping either.