The Promise

Chapter 8

I woke up to heavy metal music blasting around the basement of the gas station, I wanted to scream as I felt hands grab my feet and yank them together as duct tape was tied around them viciously, I began to kick and buck in an attempt to get Bo off, but all it did was make him angrier. In a desperate attempt I slammed my palm into his face before digging my nails into the soft flesh and ripping them down. Bo yelled out in pain before yanking his hand back and back handing me across the face.
"Let me fucking go!" I yelled angrily as he yanked one of my wrists and taped it onto the side of the weird asylum like chair. I tried to kick him with my bound legs but was only rewarded with another swift slap. In a last desperate attempt to get him off I spat the blood from my lip into his face, he only laughed in response.
It was then that I heard nicks deep voice shout,
"Jessie? Wade? Are you there?" I began to scream but it was soon cut off by Bo covering my mouth with his hand, I thrashed and tried to pull away but it was no good. I heard him rustle around for something before the cool edge of a blade was pressed against my jaw.
"Go ahead, One word and this is going through your throat" he threatened, pressing the blade harder into my skin. I nodded in affermative, just wanting him to get off me. I could still hear the muffled words of Nick and Dalton but they were getting fainter, as if they were walking away...
Suddenly I felt Bo pull his hand away, rummage for something before uncapping it with his teeth and shoving it towards my lips, it took me a moment to focus but when I realised what it was I yanked my head to the side.
"Don't move." Came his passive agressive voice. Before pulling me into a semi headlock, elbow holding my chin in place.
"No, what are you..." But he cut me off,
"Shh it's okay." He said before planting a kiss on my head.
"Get off me!"
"Shh just stay still," he muttered as he held my jaw still, placing the superglue upside down he began to drizzle the liquid onto my lips, forcing them closed. "See, I'm just gonna have to close the pretty mouth of yours." I tried to scream but it was useless, the glue was already drying. "see the way those pretty lips curve..." He trailed off, licking his lips in appreciation. Ew. He grew closer before blowing gently on the glue, effectively sealing my mouth shut. He then placed another kiss on my head cause me to scream, although it only came out muffled and useless, he then turned around and left. Leaving me alone in the basement.
I yanked at the bars my arms were attached to, grunting in effort as I swung my legs up and began to kick at the metal.
"Hey," I heard Nick's familiar voice. Oh thank god. "I'm looking for my girlfriend, and her friend, you seen them?" I again tried to scream, begging for attention. I kicked harder at the metal until finally it broke with a bang.
"MmmNickm" I tried again, but words just sounded like mumbles.
"No I haven't seen them" came Bo's reply
"Well this is the only gas station in town, right?" Nick replied sarcastically
"ThTs right," said Bo, rattling something. Using my free hand to boost myself up, I stood on the chair and reached through the drain in attempt to get Nicks attention.
"Well they were definatly here..." He continued, not giving up.
"I just told ya, I didn't see em." Bo said growing angry."
"Does somebody else work here?"
"No. I own the station."
"Well I was just here a few minutes ago and you didn't see me, you weren't even here." Nick's reply was impatient and annoyed, letting the man know he wasn't playing.
"Can't help ya." I again tried to scream, but this time it caught Nicks attention.
"What was that?" I heard him ask, growing suspicious.
"Nothing, that was just my dog." Bo lied easily. I continued to wiggle my finger up through the grates.
"Actually, y'know what? My brother Vincent was down here, could've helped them out, they could be up at the house."
"my friend went up their earlier."
"Really? Maybe he ran into my brother over there then." I heard Nick spit on the floor, a habit I hated but if he found me I'd cherish for the rest of my life.
Suddenly I saw the shadow of a foot coming down over the grate in a hard stomp, a second too late I tried to pull my finger down but screamed in pain when I felt the bone shatter under the hard workers boots.
"Wanna head up to the house?" I heard Bo ask over my muffled screams
"Yeah whatever."
Knowing this was my last chance at surviving I used my unbroken fingers to try and pry open my lips. Tears of agony were streaming down my face as the soft skin ofmy lips was slowly split apart.
"So... What does your girlfriend look like anyway?" But before Nick could reply I yanked my lips apart and began to scream.
"Nick! Nick! Nick help me!" I heard the sound of flesh hitting flesh and prayed that Nick had the upper hand.
"Nick! Help me! I'm down stairs!" I could hear footsteps running above me and grunts of effort and slamming doors, my heart was racing in my chest. Had I just got Nick killed?
"Nick!" I screamed again, praying he was okay.
"Jessie!" God I'd never been so relieved in my life to hear that boys voice.
"I'm down stairs!" I almost cried in relief when I heard his feet racing down the stairs, and then watched as the door splintered beneath one of his feet when he kicked it down. I was slumped against the arm of the chair contraption, blood covering my lips from the glue and some streaming down my temple from he gash in my forhead caused by the ring when he'd backhanded me. Nicks face went white at the sight of me, and within seconds he ran over to me.
"Thank god..." I muttered
"Shit! Hey, hey I gotcha" he muttered gently as he carefully pulled the duct tape off my arm and then moved to the other.
"watch my finger, watch my finger!" I said urgently as he almost grabbed the shattered and bleeding object.
"Oh god... He did this to you?" He asked, eyes taring away from my hand to look at my face.
"Where is he?" I asked as Nick made his was over to the mans tool box. "Where is he?" I repeated, slightly panicked.
"I locked him out." A satisfied smirk gracing his lips.
"Where the hell is Wade?" He demanded as he bent down to untie my ankles
"I don't know, he went into the house and he never came back. What if he's dead Nick? He's my best friend. Oh god..." I trailed off, tears beggining to stream down my face.
"Hey, shh shh, it's okay, Wade's a smart guy. You know that. Come here." He said soothingly before helping me up and pulling me into his arms. "Don't cry, he'll be okay." I nodded into his chest. Circling my arms around his neck, relishing the protection and reassurance he always gave me.
"Where's Carley?" I asked nervously
"She's okay, she's back at the camp with Blake and Paige."
"Okay..." I mumbled, never wanting to move from his arms.