Brett

Tortured

I opened my eyes, and began to blink multiple times. I groaned as I felt myself on the hard floor and my head throbbed in pain. I slowly pushed myself off of the floor and looked around me to see that I was in a room by myself. I stood up and began walking around the room looking for anything that I could protect myself with. There was a couch pushed up against the wall in the back of the room, no windows, and a door infront of the couch.

The door swung open and Stiles came stumbling into the room. His hands were tied behind his back and he had tape covering his mouth. His eyes widened as he saw me and he began to scream but I couldn't understand what he was saying. Someone pulled a chair into the room and sat it down next to the couch then they slammed the door shut. I jumped at the sound and looked around at everyone. I was still in my bathing suit from earlier and I felt exposed.

They shoved Stiles in the chair and began tying him down with rope. A few men came over towards me and my heart began to beat quickly.

"No." I shook my head as my eyes filled with tears. I stuck my hands out to use my powers but nothing happened. "What?" I looked at my hands. Stiles was screaming again and they slapped him across the face.

"Shut up!" They hissed. They grabbed me and held me as someone walked infront of me. I didn't know who anyone was.

"Hello Addilyn." He grinned and I looked away from him. "Don't look away from me!" He grits his teeth and grabs my face pulling it towards him. "Don't you dare look away when I'm talking to you." He says and I spit in his face. His face turns red. "Do you know who I am?" He asks and I shook my head. "My names Garrett, let me tell you something." He begins and gets down on one knee. "I've been following you. I've been following you and your family. Your family has something that's very valuable, and I want it." He smirks. "It's you Addilyn. What I want is you, what's in you."

"You'll never get me or what's inside me." I hissed yet he chuckled.

"I've already got you, I just needs what in you. But first, you need to be weak. Now that your mommy is dead, you've got all the powers. Right? You're the new supreme." He raises and eyebrow.

"You're not upsetting me by talking about my mother." I gritted. "She meant nothing to me. Neither did my father, they were useless."

"Ah, but what about your brother? Scott?" He asks with an evil smirk playing on his lips.

"You leave him alone, he has nothing to do with this."

"Oh, but he does! He's the key to you breaking, he's all you've got left. Scott and Brett. That's his name right?" He tries playing dumb. What an idiot.

"When they find you, you're dead." I chuckled. He raised his hand slapping me in the face. My body falls to the floor. He squats down infront of me and grabs me by the back of my hair and slams my face into the floor making me scream out in pain. He lifts my head up and I feel blood pouring out of my nose and he makes me look at him.

"Your attitude just caused you to get a beating." He shook his head and stood up pulling me with him. I cried in pain and he raises his fists, swinging then connecting it with my cheek bone causing a cut to form. I fall to the floor, I had lost my sight for a few seconds but I had shaken my head and gotten it back. He kicked me in the stomach and I began to cough furiously.

"Brett! Scott!" I yelled hoping they could hear me. I was crying and the tears were so heavy, my vision blurred. I kept screaming for them but they never came. Garrett had finally stopped and pulled me off the ground. I saw Stiles with tears in his eyes and running down his cheek as he tried to fight to get out and help me. His breathing was heavy and watched as they pulled me out of the room and into another. They shoved me on a table then began buckling my ankles and wrists down.