Legacy: A Twilight Fanfiction

Chapter Nine

WARNING: includes implied rape.

Loud, everything was too loud.

Thump, Thump, Thump...

Even the beating of her own heart was too loud against Alex's head right now.

She went to wipe her face but she realized she was tied to someone. The rope was digging into her wrist, burning and scraping. It was far from comfortable.

Alex opened her eyes to find she was in a warehouse. There were boxes everywhere, no windows, thick concrete walls and a thick concrete floor. The air was cool and stale, like this place not had people inside of it for a long time.

Everything was coated with a few layers of dust and spider webs in the corners looked to be thriving. At least they were comfortable, Alex thought morbidly.

Alex's wrists were tied to Nessie's wrists and their backs were pressed together. Her feet were also tied together. She could feel Nessie stirring behind her.

"Alex, are you awake?" she whispered groggily.

"Yeah, are you alright Nessie?" Alex asked, feeling her heart rate accelerate as the panic picked up, leaving a sharp taste on her tongue and throat. This was a bad situation. Really bad. Alex wondered what the hell what going on. Who was behind this. But some how, deep in her mind, she already knew who was responsible. Her stomach churned and dread made feel sick.

She should have known it wasn't going to be that easy to get away from him.

She should have told someone the things he had done to her, how he'd ruined her life while her mother was working, or just gone. Now Nessie was involved and god knew what was going to happen to her. Would he do the things to Nessie that he'd done to her? Would he ruin her life as well? She saw a door open and her gaze fell upon a figure she recognized immediately.

"Hello Alex," a voice called. A voice that magnified Alex's fear by a million. A voice Alex had prayed she would never hear again. It was the same voice that brought dread into her stomach and brought her back to the memories she had spend months trying to forget.

"Hello Drake."

There he was, in all of his glory. He was six foot three and looked every bit as terrifying as Alex remembered. However, there were details she had never noticed until recently.

His face was so pale, his skin was smooth, his dark hair shone. He had dark brown eyes that shone of evil and darkness.

Nessie tensed and tried to squirm.

"Don't even try it, hybrid," Drake whispered, causing both of the girls to freeze.

"That rope is stronger than you with the drugs I have inside of you."