A Toxic Forever

Chapter 4

When I first woke up all I felt was throbbing pain in the back of my head. Then I remembered that some asshole hit me with something. Then I noticed my surroundings. I was in a dirt basement, and I was hanging from a hook with my hands bound. All I could think was all the movies where the stupid blonde girl gets killed first in the movies because she wandered out into the woods by herself, and what had I done, wandered out to the woods with my dog, not by myself, but I had lost my dog and got myself kidnapped.

So here I am dangling from a hook, in a dirt basement, with nothing to defend myself with, waiting for who ever took me to come down and kill me. Yep, I thought, you are so going to die, and Chaz is going to find your dead body and flip out. Way to go dumb ass. Wait. I had forgotten about Chaz! Maybe Fang had got him to come into the woods and look for me. Maybe they were close! But then again maybe fang didn't go back to Chaz and no one was looking for me.

Then I heard a door open behind me and someone walking down the steps. Yep I'm dead. I closed my eyes again hoping that if they thought I was still out they would just leave me alone. But oh was I wrong. A hand smacked me hard across the face.

"Hey what the hell was that for!" I yelled.

And that got me another smack. Then I heard the door opened again and someone else walking down the steps.

"So how is our sleeping beauty?" The person on the stairs asked.

"She's awake, but she's a mouthy one." The one that smacked me said.

"She feisty?"

"She could be."

"Good that's just how I like them."

Oh my freaking god. They are talking about raping me. So I might not be killed, I just might be turned into someone's plaything. I so hope someone's looking for me.

"Well turn on the light so we can get a good look at each other."

The guy that smacked me walked away and hit a switch. A light flipped on hurting my eyes at first making me see spots. Once the spots cleared I could see two guys standing in front of me. One was fatter then the other. The skinnier one looked familiar to me, and I guess he knew me. A small smile played across his face.

"Little Alesan, what a surprise. I would have thought that your parents would have taken you with them when they left the rest of us to die."

Okay I had no clue what this guy was talking about, and my parents would never just leave to let people die, they were taken in the night. I must have looked confused because he walked up to me hands in his packet.

"You don't remember me do you." He chuckled. "Well I wouldn't think you would. You were only five years old when i left. But still i would hope you would remember my face. But right now that's not the point, I want to know why your parents left you to die with everyone else, or do they know something that I didn't.'

He turned away from me and started to pace, back and forth in front of me. I looked at the fat guy, and didn't like the way he was eyeing me. Just something about him made me scared for some reason.

"She really is a pretty. And you didn't tell me you knew her." He said

The guy that knew me turned to look at the fat guy.

"I hadn't gotten a good look at her then," he stooped pacing and started to look at me up and down, his eyes staying in some places longer then others. "And yes she has grown in to a fine young woman."

He walked up to me, his face close to mine. "You really don't remember me do you."

Okay so now I was mad. This guy claimed he knew me and my parents, and that he's saying that my parents had something to do with all of this.