The next thing she knew Jess was in a large room with a man in a green Russian army suit and there was a larger looking guard standing in front of the door, Jess was sitting on a chair with her hands tightened with binds behind her, she could feel all the blood rushing to that part of her wrist, it was so tight.
''Who do you work for?'' the Russian asked.
''I don't work for anybody, I'm just an average girl...where is Steve? Where is my boyfriend? What have you done with him?'' Jess asked.
''Your boyfriend? Is that the boy in that sailor's outfit? He seemed rather stupid,'' the Russian replied.
''I swear to god if your men have hurt him any way I'll chop your dick off and spend the rest of my days hunting you down for beating up my boyfriend,'' Jess shouted, now struggling in her binds.
''Is that so?''
Jess nodded and she didn't think the Russian would throw any punches or slaps but she felt a fist in her face and she then doubled over when one was drawn into her stomach.
''I'll ask you again, who do you work for?'' the man asked.
Jess rolled her eyes. ''I swear to fucking god I just told you, I don't work for anybody, I'm just an average girl.''
Another punch was drawn to her face, Jess was one to bruise easily so she had bloody bruises all over her face, including a now split and swollen lip. ''I hope your boyfriend has provided a better explanation as to why you're down here and if he doesn't we will have no choice but to kill you all and your little friends, little bitch,'' the man threatened.
Jess's binds were released from her wrists and she was dragged by her collar of her jean jacket into another large room where Robin was, the Russian threw her against the floor and she whacked her head against the cold hard tiled floor. ''Jess? Are you okay? Jess?'' Robin exclaimed, shaking her friend. Jess put a hand to the back of her head.
''Yeah, I'm just about okay,'' Jess replied.
Suddenly the door opened again and a knocked out Steve was thrown to the floor, Jess clapped her hands to her mouth and shuffled over towards her boyfriend, his face was all bloody and bruised. ''Steve? Steve? Steve? What did you do to him? What did you do?'' Jess asked, shaking her boyfriend as her eyes beginning to well up with tears as she thought that her boyfriend might be dead.
The Russian backhanded Jess and she went flying to floor, once again banging her head against it. The Russian ordered for his guards to put them in the chairs, all of their wrists were bind together with tight plastic binds. The main Russian placed his hands to Steve's face, lifting his head up. ''Don't touch him you bastard,'' Jess screamed.
''I think your friend need a doctor,'' the Russian exclaimed and dropped Steve's head back down. He walked down to face Jess, he had his face so close to hers. ''Good thing, we have the very best.'' Jess just shook her head and balled up some bile in her throat and spat into the Russian's face, he grabbed a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped down his face. ''You are going to regret that, little bitch.''
The main Russian and guards left and locked the door behind them. ''Bastards,'' Jess screamed.
''Let us out! Let us out! Let us outta here! Bastards,'' Robin now screamed.
Jess didn't need any more trauma and this, this just added to it even more. Trapped in a Russian base with her friend and boyfriend, what more could she want? At least she wasn't alone that was all that mattered. She heard Robin screaming help repeatedly and then Steve's voice, he was all of a sudden awake.
''Hey, would you stop yelling?'' he asked, as he slurred his words a little.
''Steve! Oh, my god, I was so worried. Are you okay?'' Jess asked, relieved that her boyfriend was okay she pushed her head into the back of his neck.
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Insane in the membrane-Stranger things
FanfictionJess Henderson is Dustin Henderson's older sister and she was just your average teenage girl trying to get through high school with her best friend Nancy Wheeler. Her life however takes a turn for the worst when her little brother's best friend Wil...
