Barely Breathing

Chapter 29

NOTE:NOT EDITED

Wordcount: 755
I went to turn around when a hand became in contact with my nose and mouth. I struggled to scream, I struggeled to get out of his grip. It was no use, I began to feel sleepy and I blacked out.

I woke up in a sweat, my heart was racing, my palms were clammy, and I was shaking.
Looking around the room, it looked familiar. The walls were wooden, the bed I was in seemed like the bed from the tree house. Could I be back at the tree house? With all of the boys?
I noticed Dan was laying besides me though, fast asleep. Was that all just a crazy nightmare? The little girl? Finding Emily and Samantha? Isabella's underground fort?
I couldnt handle the suspense anymore, I quickly shook Dan awake.
"mmmmhm" He called out annoyed.
"Dan?"
His eyes quickly shot open as he looked around the room in shock.
"Where are we?" He questioned as he slowly sat up in bed.
He knew exactly we're we were, he seemed shocked to be here though. I was glad that Dan seemed shocked, that means I wasnt dreaming.
Andrew then came into the room,
"My, my. Thought you could run away together?"
I curled up next to Dan, hoping he'd protect me.
"Is Megan scared?" Andrew called out with a vicious smile on his face.
I had to stand up for myself, to fight for myself. I let go of Dan and slowly stepped out of bed. Andrew still had that smile on his face when I approached him.
"I'm not scared of you." I gritted my teeth together.
"Wow shes talking!" Andrew exclaimed.
Soon Dan was beside me, his hands turned into fists as he glared at Andrew.
"Quit it."
Andrew rolled his eyes, "Dan your glad I even brought you along. You think you two can run away together and find another group?"
I wasnt part of their 'group' anyways. I was there for only a few days and the only one I liked was Dan. I have to admit, the fort they built was amazing, and I wouldnt mind staying here. But I couldnt leave Emily and my group.
*BANG*
A gunshot whistled past Dans and I's head. I leaned away from the bullet and fell to my knees on the floor. Dan on the other hand didnt see it coming and it brushed past his shoulder.
Quickly, he grabbed a hold of his left shoulder and held on tightly, hoping it would stop the bleeding. His face scrunched up with pain, and all I could do was sit there in shock. Looking up, I saw George standing there behind Andrew with a pistol pointing in our direction.
Andrew walked up to me, grabbed my hair and pulled me over to a chair. George followed with rope as he tied my hands and feet to the chair. Then they put a piece of cloth around my mouth.
I faught hard and before they put the cloth on, I bit into Andrews hand.
"Fuck! You little fucker!" He then punched me across the face.
I could feel my face get red, the bruises that will later appear, my teeth aching, everything started to look and feel fuzzy.
All I was focused on, was my cheek, the stinging pain that went up and down my body. I didnt even notice Dan being beat by Andrew and George. My vision was to blurry to see anything, all I remember was calling out for them to stop. After that, I couldnt remember a thing.
I finally woke up, I noticed blood dripping off of my nose and chin. Bruises were lined down all the way down my legs and arms. Everything was in pain, and the rope didnt make it any better. Dan looked even worse than I did.
His head slumped to the right side, he had a bloody nose, a bruise over his right eye, and a huge gash near his right eyebrow.
Cuts and bruises traveled down his body. A pool of blood underneath him. I didnt know what to do, Dan looked so innocent and frail.
I started to hang my head down and started tearing up.
"Hey, hey. Princess, it'll be okay. We'll be okay." Dan assured me.
His voice made me cry even more, I was so worried and in so much pain.
"Megan?" Dan asked as he tried to scoot his chair closer to mine.
"You'll be okay. Megan, I love you."