Breaking Habits

Chapter 38- Beth- Taken

"Dante, let me out, now!" I yell grabbing the door handle to shake it.

When I begin to bang on the window, the people walking by can't see me because the windows are too tinted, and the music is loud.

"I said let me out, Dante!"

"Not yet princess."

"Open the door! Let me out!"

I try reaching over him to clutch the keys in the ignition but he's using his hand to force me back.

"Pipe down Beth, or you won't like what will happen if you don't."

I'm not afraid, so I yell, "Fuck you! Give me the keys."

The slap he delivers across my face shocks me first, and I freeze in motion. Unable to move, I feel a sharp sting and a burning sensation in my cheek then something wet trickles down it, but I'm too dazed to lift my hand to check what it is.

He slaps me again and I taste blood in my mouth, so I move to get away from him and he follows to deliver a third slap. It has me sitting back in my seat.

"I warned you! Now stay the fuck there!"

Petrified, I do what he orders while tears spring into my eyes. I want to cry but I'm too scared to do anything.

Watching him, he reaches in the dashboard and pulls out a bottle of water. Handing it to me, he orders, "drink!"

I shake my head no, and he lifts a questioning brow and because I don't want him to hit me again, I take the bottle with shaking hands. The seal is already broken when I twist the lid and it sparks fear all over. I'm not an ediot, I know the water is spiked.

"Don't let me tell you again Beth."

At his warning, I tip the bottle to my barely open mouth which annoys him, so he pushes the bottom up and water pours down my throat until I choke. The smirk on his face tells me that he's satisfied with the intake, and he takes the bottle then turn in his seat. He doesn't start the car like, I think. He's staring at the street like he's waiting for something.

After a moment passes and I start to get dizzy, that's when he starts the car. Before my will power to stay awake wanes, I turn to look through the window.

In my mind I plan to do something to get someone's attention, but the last thing I see is Paige and Andrew standing outside the bakery looking at the car as it drives away with me.

***

I drift awake and hiss from the ache in my head. I'm no longer in the car when I open my eyes. Still dizzy, I try to sit up to focus on the room that I'm in, but something yanks my hand back to the bed. The jarring movement causes a wave of nausea to fly through me, so I fall back and hold my breath to combat the queasy feeling, and when I look at my wrist, I see handcuff trapping it.

"You Moron! Bringing her here was not in the plan. Dante you're ruining everything!"

The sound of Paige's voice shocks me, but when Dante starts speaking, I get curious and listen.

"I got her here, didn't I?"

"What if someone saw you putting her in the car? And look at her face! Why did you hit her?"

"It's the only way I could keep her quiet." Dante drawls unapologetic. "When's your boyfriend getting here?"

"I don't know. He's with his wife now."

"It never gets old with you Paige? How many married men are you gonna fuck before you see that they all run back to their ediot wives?"

"Fuck off Dante! Don't patronize me. How many models are you gonna drug before you see that none of them wants you?"