Chapter 2- Broken

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I woke up in a dark, dank room. It was freezing, but my face was dripping with sweat. My hands hung over my head as I sat in the middle of the room, a chain holding them up along with hand cuffs to keep them together. A gag was on my mouth and my feet were tied. I cried through the gag. I was a red light ahead of me, blinking. I sniffled, tears streaming down my face.

Are they recording me?

"Hll?" I called weakly through the gag. I managed to stand up so I was no longer hanging from my wrists.

I heard the click of a lock sound and I jumped. What was going on? "Nnne thrr?" I muffled, a bit quieter this time. I really didn't want to know if anyone was there, but I didn't want to be alone.

A long creak of a door slowly opening was the only sound in the room besides the chain holding me in place. A bright light made me wince, but two shadows quickly shielded me from the deadly light.

"Miss Jordyn! How are you feeling?" The men burst into laughter. I tried to look up, but my head was too heavy for my neck. I needed to get a look at my captors, for the sake of somehow being free and reporting it to the police.

The police...

They were looking for me weren't they? I mean, I was kidnapped in front of all those people-wait- the people that were blown up. Mr. Theodore... The woman that got shot. They were all consumed in the explosion at the bank. Does anyone know I wasn't dead? Does anyone know that the gang escaped, taking me? What if no one was looking for me? What if-

I shook my head, crying through the gag. I couldn't be thinking this. I had to have hope. I would be found. These men would be stopped.

Laughter interrupted my thoughts as one of the men neared me. I heard the click of his shoes grow louder and louder. Icy cold fingers gently held my chin. I whimpered and closed my eyes as my head was brought to face forward.

"Now. Now, don't be shy. I don't bite... Sometimes." He chuckled, pinching my chin. "Now open your eyes," he instructed.

I squinted in pain, but then with a sniffle my eyes slowly opened. They widened when they faced two pools of icy blue. I felt like I was actually being pulled into them.

Snap out of it Jordyn. Those blue pools are blue pools of death.

"Don't ya just love it when they look into the eyes?" He laughed to his friend. I looked away shamefully. They were making fun of me.

"Oh, I'm sorry Jordyn. Please... Look at me" my eyes ventured back to his face. I stared at it, taking it in.

My kidnappers face was dark. Not really dark, but like olive color. His perfect eyes were complimented by the shadow caused by the poor lighting. They seemed to pop out of e dark, almost glowing. His eye brows were bushy and furrowed together, making him look concerned. I knew he wasn't though... He couldn't be concerned. His moppy black hair flowed perfectly onto his forehead. You could tell he hadn't shaved in a while, but it didn't look creepy. It looked more... Cute?

That's it- I have the hottest kidnapper ever. I'm doomed.

"Awww," he chuckled, holding my chin up, "she's been crying." I sniffled. My eyes were probably bloodshot, I had been crying so much. His hand touched mine that were above my head. They felt lifeless and swollen. I cried out in pain through the gag. "Benny, why don't you loosen the chains. The blood has almost completely left her hands.

Relief. I instant felt relief as I dropped to the ground. I cried and cried, both of happiness and of the pain in my ankles as I had tried to stand.

"Sorry love," said the guy I now knew as Benny. "We had to break your ankles... Just so you wouldn't take off running."

I cried as I looked down to my feet and saw purple coloring my feet and ankles. They felt awful. A chill ran down my spine as the other man, the one with the blue eyes bent down and sat in front of me. "Better?" He asked with a smirk.

I didn't say anything. I just cried. I cried and cried and cried. I wanted to be home with Mom and Daddy. I wanted to be gossiping with my friends. I wanted... I wanted to be with Kelly- the boy I had been crushing on for like my whole life. We had become real great friends, and I was pretty sure that was always how it would be. But you know what? I didn't care. He was the only person I could I ever talk to. He was... My best friend.

"Unless, you want to be chained up again?" I shook my head, screaming through the gag. "Alrightie then."

I felt myself be picked up. I heard the sound of chains falling to the ground. I instantly felt relief as the metal around my hands fell off and I felt no more weight being forced on me. I looked up and saw blue eyes staring down at me. I felt so helpless in his arms. There was no use to fight and I knew it. My wrists were probably broken, and so were my ankles. I could do nothing.

"Come on Jordyn. Were gonna help you."

I don't know what possessed me to do this, but I buried my face in his shirt. I cried for what seems like ever as he carried me somewhere, Benny following. I looked over blue eyes's shoulder and saw Benny was holding the camera. My eyes widened as I sniffled.

"Don't worry hun. You'll get to watch some TV in a bit," Benny laughed. I already knew that I didn't like him.

We were walking down the hallway until Blue Eyes came upon a Huge metal door. He opened it somehow with me in his arms bridal style and I saw a bedroom. Now mine at home was pretty fancy, but this was unbelievable. The room was golden with maroon trimming. The bed was ginormous. My eyes widened as I looked around. Facing the bed was a giant flat screen. As I was placed gently on the middle of the bed, I saw Benny hooking up the camera to the TV.

"Wtt?" I cried through the gag.

"Shhh..." Blue eyes cooed. I winced as he laughed. "The movie is starting."

I wanted to get up, I really did. I desperately did, but my body felt like a bag of cement powder that had been left out in the rain. I could barely sit up without Blue Eyes's assistance.

The screen blinked on and eye screamed through the gag. On the screen was me- tied to a chair, screaming put in pain.

They had tortured me. But why didn't I remember?

I looked to Blue eyes, my brown ones tearing up in confusion.

"We drugged you," Benny chuckled, explaining everything to me. "Didn't want you traumatized, did we?"

I could feel Blue eyes's cold stare at me as I looked at the screen. TV me let out an ear splitting scream as a figure neared her.

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