26 : It is Real

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Chapter 26

Drew's POV

I think I have been here for two or three days. I am not completely sure because I am left in a room with no windows or anything that will help me track the time. I have not seen Blair once since she was dragged out.

They have beaten me multiple times trying to get me into telling them any information, but I have not said anything. Connor has also had his fun getting the chance to hit me without me being able to fight back.

I still don't know how Blair's mom knows that I work for someone or that I am not who I say I am. We have been careful. During the break in we did not leave any evidence that would be linked back to us. How is it that she figured me out?

As I sit in my own blood and sweat I feel the ice cold water hit me again. It feels like a thousand knives stabbing my body at the same time. It stings more on the open wounds.

"Oh good you are awake" Ms. Vanderbilt smiles as she sits in a chair in front of me.

"You can beat me all you want, but I am not telling you something I don't know"

"Oh I know you do know something. Someone who is some typical teenager does not put up with all of this, let alone fight the way you do. If you are who you say you are then you would've told me everything I wanted to know. You also wouldn't be able to take down all of my men. Yet you put up with the beatings as if it wasn't new to you"

"Or I am not a little bitch like some people" I look at Connor. The anger is shown immediately on his face and he walks over to me. His fist hits my face and I laugh in response.

"What's so funny?" he leans down to my eye level.

"How much you punch like a little bitch" as I smile I receive another punch.

"That's enough" Ms. Vanderbilt says, making Connor stop his punches. "Bring her in"

The door opens wide and Blair is pushed into the room by one of the guards. As she sees me she runs over to me. My heart breaks at the pain she has on her face as she looks at me.

"Drew I am so sorry" she cries and tries to comfort me. I want to hold her back so badly but my hands stay tied to the back of the chair. Blair tries to wipe some of the blood off of my face, but Connor pulls her away from me.

"Don't fucking touch her" I let out with anger as Conner drags Blair away from me. The rope burns my skin as I keep tugging at them to get my hands released.

"It is obvious that you will take any beating and not talk. So enough wasting my time. You either talk now or I will cause you an unbearable amount of pain" Ms. Vanderbilt speaks.

I can't help but laugh in response. "I can take whatever you have so go ahead" does she honestly think that I will break from being beaten when I haven't said a word for the past days.

"Oh I know you can handle the pain, but can she?" she looks at Blair.

"What?" my smile disappears and concern appears.

"If you don't talk then everything we did to you I will have them do it to her"

"You will torture your own daughter?!" I am in disbelief. I know Blair's mother is Satan himself, but will she actually let her men beat her own daughter?

"If it gets you to talk then yes. And I am sure that it will since I know you care a lot about my daughter" she says with no hesitation. I do not respond and in the blink of an eye Blair is slapped by a guard. I try my best to break free. A sudden amount of energy enters my body as if my exhaustion never existed. The pain of the restraints tightening and pulling at my skin is irrelevant to me at this moment.

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