Chapter 22
Zoe's POV.
I sit on the ground in a shed with my hands tied behind my back, and a blindfold covering my eyes, and a cloth in my mouth. I was attached to a pole, and my butt was beginning to hurt from the harsh, hard floor. When I had attacked Brake back in the van, Cole had ended up sticking me with a needle to make me pass out. I still couldn't believe Cole and Brandon were in on this! It sickened me. Drake had been on the phone with Hunter before and I was wiggling around, trying to get loose and call for help. But that earned me a knock in the head by some guy who stood next to me.
"You are in deep trouble Zoe," Drakes harsh voice cooed before there was a sudden kick to my head. I cried out in pain, but it was muffled from the rag in my mouth. "You filthy bitch!" he snarled, another kick to my jaw this time. "You disgust me!" Finally, a punch to my cheek. I felt tears stinging my eyes and I screamed into the fabric.
The blindfold was soon ripped away, and the cloth was taken from my mouth. I sucked in air and coughed as I cried, the tears pooling down my cheeks. Drakes cold, nasty finger danced along my cheek gently before he slapped me... hard.
"Brake," Drake called and behind him, Brake appeared from the shadows. I gulped down a ball of saliva as I saw an evil glint in his eyes. "Hand me the needles."
The word "needles" made me struggle even more, trying to break free from the tight hold these stupid ropes had on my hands. "Shut up you pathetic worm!" Drake snapped, grabbing one needle from the pile in Brakes hand. He suddenly stuck it in my skin on my arm and I cried harder. He continued to repeat this until there were five needles in my arm. They were small sewing needles and hurt like a bitch!
Drake suddenly gripped them all at once, and pulled them away roughly. I saw small dots of blood on my arm which grew into lines as the blood trickled down my skin and painted the floor. "Please, stop!" I yelled, struggling even more.
"You want me to stop?" Drake asked sweetly and I nodded my head furiously. He pulled out a pocket knife and I slammed my eyes closed, ready for the pain but instead, I was cut free. Drake stood after he had cut the ropes and opened the door of the shack. I thought he was letting me free but then I noticed about six guys walk in, and Brake smiled wickedly. "Fine, they will continue then." And with that, Drake slammed the door behind him.
A guy made a move to come towards me but I slapped him straight across the cheek and made a run for the door. The stupid handle was a little loose and I had to push it to turn it, and right when the door opened, I got pulled back and slammed against the floor. I let out an oof when I landed on my head. My vision became blurry after that and all I remembered was getting beaten to death by the seven men, including Brake.
Hunters POV.
"Everyone know the plan?" I ask, clapping my hands together.
"No Hunter, we don't," Chris remarked sarcastically. "You've only said it about a hundred times!"
I ignored his comment. "Tristen, Chris, Mark, Ryan, Alex and Tony," I began and they stood up as I announced each name. "Go now. Tyler and I will meet you up there. Try to find Zoe without getting caught."
As the guys were exiting the house, Casey jumped up again. "Please let me go!" she begged like she's been doing all night. "I promise I won't be a distraction! I'll be able to help. I took karate in high school!"
"Karate won't help babe," Tyler stated, popping up behind her. "You need to know how to use a gun, and you obviously don't."
"What is that suppose to mean?" she questioned, spinning around with her arms crossed over her chest. Tyler's eyes roamed down to my girls friends best friends chest, and he began to drool over Casey's boobs.
