Romeo

Chapter 17; Kidnap

Sorry it took so long for the update but here it is...
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The car ride was a nightmare. Chris found it necessary to always be touching me while he and Elijah laughed at immature and sexist jokes that they were telling each other. I shoved Chris off of me when he tried sliding his hand up my leg and that earned my a slap across the face. Finally we arrived at wherever we were going and Chris pulled me from the back of the car. As we were walking one of them slapped my ass and I surpressed the urge to strike out, knowing it would only get me hurt. The twins paused, Chris roughly tugging me to a stop. A creaking sound signaled that a door was being opened, a big metal one by the sound of it. Next we walked down numerous hallways. I kept track of which way we turned incase I had a chance to escape. Finally we stopped and I was pushed down to a sitting position in a chair. The blindfold was pulled of my face, I blinked and the bright light that stabbed into my pupils. Once my eyes we accustomed to the harsh light, I took in my surroundings.

We were in a basement of some kind, the walls were bare concrete and there were no windows so I didn't know what kind of building it belonged to. A small plywood kids table with the paint peeling off of it sat in the corner and are lightbulb hung from the ceiling. Elijah was sitting on another chair in front of me, leaning back and looking quite proud of himself. Chris was nowhere to been seen. There were no other things in the room, it was small, maybe 8x8x8 and there were two doors on opposite walls, both looked heavy and worn, one had a light switch beside it. While I was evaluating the room Elijah was watching me with a small smirk. Just then the door to my left opened and Chris walked through holding a wooden crate. He set it down beside Elijah and lifted the lid, I couldn't see much of what was in it but it didn't look pretty. Chris whistled as he dug through its contents.

"I wonder why she hasn't tried escaping yet." Elijah said to his brother not breaking his eye contact from my face.

"Because she's not stupid." Chris said bluntly. "She knows she wouldn't get very far." He pulled a role of duct tape from the crate. He walked over to me and held out his hand. "Give me your hands babe." He said, and suddenly I knew what he was going to do. He was going to tie me down, I had no chance of escape if he did that. It was now or never.

I launched out of the chair and rolled to the right, I actually managed to get my hands on the handle of the door before I was thrown to the ground.

"Apparently not." Elijah said kicking me in the stomach, the breath was knocked out of me and I curled into a ball. They dragged me back to the chair and Elijah held me down as Chris first tied my ankles, then my wrists to the chair.

"What do you want." I said looking at Chris, anger was bubbling up inside me. I hated feeling weak, and these past few days that was a constant feeling.

Chris laughed then nodded to Elijah. Elijah got up and walked out the door to my right. "Oh honey, what I've always wanted." Chris said then grabbed my arms roughly, squeezing. "You." Then he was kissing me, I squirmed and tried to get away but I couldn't move. Chris's right hand slid up to the back of my neck to force me into the kiss. I bit his lip and smiled when I tasted blood.

Chris jumped back, eyes shining with anger. I felt the sting of his hand across my cheek before I knew what was happening. I held back tears, not wanting him to know that he hurt me. Chris grabbed a handful of my hair and tugged it so I was looking at him again. I let out a yelp.

"Your such a little slut you know that Ky. I wasn't mad when you called me a spineless creep, or any of that time you were mad at me. I knew I could get you back with that pathetic kicked puppy act. It was when you said you had moved on that really got to me." He scratched the back of his head and let out a giddy laugh. "You were always like that Ky. Sweet innocent, I loved that you needed me. That I was the stronger of us two, that I controlled you."

I glared up at him. "You disgust me Chris, and you never controlled me."

Chris laughed again and walked behind me. "That's where you're wrong love." He whispered in my ear, his breath tickling my neck. He breathed in my scent the continued his rant while pacing.

"When you said you had found someone else. Oh boy, that was not smart. I tracked you, found out who this guy was. And when I found out it was Griffin Edwards I thought 'damn, some things don't change.' " Did he know Griffin? How could he have known Griffin? I thought to myself.

"But back to my original thought." Chris walked over and pulled my hair back so my neck was exposed, he trailed his lips along my skin, nipping at my throat sending sharp sparks of pain across my body. "You. Are. Such. A. Slut." He said in between bites. "We had broken up how long ago? Maybe a week or two, and you were already sleeping around. I'm almost impressed."

"We had broken up long before that Chris. You just didn't leave me alone." I hissed at him still trying to evade his attempts at forced affection. Another slap,

"Don't you dare say that you-" Chris yelled in my face but didn't finish because he growled in frustration. He stood in the corner to my left with his hands clenching his hair for a few moments before taking a deep breath and walking back towards me. He sat in the chair and held his head in his hands. Suddenly he looked up at me his eyes blazing.

"You can stay down here and rot for all I care you spoiled bitch." He said the grabbed the duck tape ripped a piece off and stuck it across my mouth. He then tossed the roll on the table and walked out the door to my right followed by Elijah. They turned off the light in the process. I was swallowed by darkness.