We have a lead!

I need to find a way out

Hi so sorry that last chapter was so short (if anyone actual pays attention to read it) writing is a fun hobby for me so thank you if you do.

I need to find a way out

I don't know where I am. I got chased lastnight by a tall but muscular man. His hair was slicked back and to perfection. He was wearing blue jeans and a cut up t shirt. That's all I really remember. Fuck my legs are killing me. I'm pretty sure I got stabbed lastnight. And struck in the back of the leg too. From my memory. But anyway, my wrists are on fire and starting to bleed from the restraints that are holding me up. It's so red in here it's straining my eyes.

I was wiggling around but it was no use. It wasn't working. I tried to rub my hands together to hopefully create some friction or stretch the rope a little bit but it just made my wrists hurt and burn more. I heard foot steps but not sure from where. Until I heard a metal door open. I looked over to the noise and. There he was! The man from lastnight! He smiles as he shuts the door behind himself and walks down a small platform. "Hello, sunshine" he says. A sinister smile comes across his face "how are ya?"

I groan and look up at him and groan. "It hurts" I look down referring to my leg that is cut open and bruised. "It fucking kills" he looks at me. His smile fading. "Oh yeah sorry about that" he said but it sounded kind of genuine. Which is a surprise because I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for him. "Right... thanks" I said rolling my eyes...

"What's your name sunshine?" He chuckled smirking at me. "Your a pretty little thing" his smirk deepened as he came up to me. "Maria. Maria Flores." He smiled at me but it was genuine. "My names Johnny, Johnny Slaughter." He brushed a hand through his hair. "Right okay" I said. My voice hoarse and low. A frown on my face. "I'm in so much pain. Please help me"

"I can't do that sunshine. I can take you down from there but you won't be leaving this place. You will be coming with me then sunshine" he chuckled again, his tone sinister but I needed to get out from up here. "Anything's better than here" I groaned. He pulled a knife from his back pocket and started to cut down my ropes. I collapsed onto my knees and I let out a small squeal. Biting my lip trying to hide the pain.

He pulls me up and grabs me by the wrist. Should I try and fight or not? Probably not. I can barely stand properly. He guides me to the little platform from where we are. seem: like a basement? Not sure though. He rips open the door and drags me through. Shutting it behind us. He guides me up a flight of stairs and out of a garage. We walk past a few overgrown bushes and through a few... no not a few, what seems like thousands of cars. He guides me to a busted down shack, he reaches into his back pocket and pulls out a few keys. Shoving a key into the door and unlocking it.

It's so dirty in here. He throws me onto a fold out couch and smiles at me. "This is where you'll spend your time from now on. Unless you wanna go back to our basement."

Our basement!? Who else lives here!? I nod softly. I move my hair out of my face. Blood all over my leg. "I need stitches or something though... look at my leg. I can barely move it"

"Sorry sunshine. No can do. I can't do that stuff. My ma might be able to. When she's home I'll ask her. And she might" I

I nod and rest myself onto the couch. I notice him eyeing me down smiling as I rested myself on the couch. It seemed genuine, for the most part. It didn't look sinister. I don't know what to do. This feels like a nightmare. Ive been kidnapped and im in all this pain. And now im in a busted down shack. I just wanna go back home to my sister and ma. She's very sick she needs our help.

"So tell me about yourself, sunshine."

I look up at him and pout. Right here we go. "My names Maria Flores. As you know. I'm 21, Latina and I have a sister and a mother. My father died"

Damn this girls been through it. But I can't let her leave. Not now. As much as this girl is gorgeous and probably doesn't deserve this, she's found us. And me. I can't risk letting her tell people about me. Or my family.

"Right... well I'm sorry that's happened to you. But I can't let you leave here. I'm sorry" he shook his head in disappointment. "But I feel like we'll get along. Just don't fuck with me and we will be fine." He chuckles to me softly as he pushes his hair back.

"Why not. Why can't you let me leave, Johnny. I need to be with my ma and my sister. They need me" I began to tear up. My eyes watering. He sighed and walked over to me. Wiping my eyes and moving some more of my hair out from the front of my face. He was bad at comforting but atleast he tried i guess.

"Look sunshine. Just don't fuck around and you'll be right. I'll take care of ya" he gave a somewhat reassuring smile as he then stretched his body around and cracked his neck. Giving out a low and hoarse grunt. That was quite attractive I cannot lie. But I can't do this. This isn't what I need. I need to get out of here. I need to get back to my family and my friends. Back to my school life. My education. I can't just sit around here. Fucking joke. What am I meant to do?

He smiled at me and then chuckled. "I have some things to do. I'll be back later sunshine." All I did was nod as he waved and walked out the shack. Locking the door and going to do whatever he has to do. I look around the room assessing what's around. Underwear. Socks and clothes. All either dirty or clean. Why does he not clean this place up. It's filthy. Yuck, oh well i don't know. Maybe he'll clean it. I'll clean it for him if he really wants. This is no way to live.

I might aswell sleep. I try and lie down on the couch. Resting my eyes shut trying to pass the time. But it's so uncomfortable. My back hurts. It's ripped up and dirty and it stinks. But I need rest. A proper rest. I'm not hanging so it's fine I guess. It's better than hanging from the ceiling. I don't think I could have done it for much longer. This pain is agonising though.

A few hours pass and I feel an aura around me. Waking me up completely from my light sleep. It was Johnny, sitting on a stool just carving his knife into the floor while watching me sleep. "How was your nap sunshine." He giggled slightly. I rubbed my eyes and yawned softly. "Horrible. But it's better than being hung up"

He nods his head. "That's good sunshine that's good" he says smiling half genuine. "Soon you get to meet the rest of the family. We've spoken briefly about you."They can't wait to meet you Maria. They can't wait" he said smirking. "Aslong as you don't act up your gonna fit right in sunshine"

What does he mean fit in?! I don't wanna fit in. They must be a family of murderers. Or some type of twisted family. If he's told them what he did to me. Then they must support it or something. So they're twisted. I don't wanna be apart of that. No thank you