Last Chance

The Nightmare

Asia's POV

I was trying toget the rope unknotted. No matter how much my hands and arms were tugging this rope wasn't going anywhere. I had to stop and think.

Okay, what do I know now? Im in a dark room, my hands are bound, its smells like cigarettes, and old musty clothes, I have my cell phone, and I could hear those two creeps go up the stairs, but I could not hear them walk out. So this place must be big. Im probably in some basement room. I can't see an outdoors, and there is a chance that my captors are still here. My best option is my cell phone. But how do I get these ropes off?

I looked to my left side and saw nothing useful, then I looked to my right... BINGO. There was a  wired clothes hanger. I mean I know that it might be useless, but I have to try. I have to. It's my only option.

I noticed my feet could touch the floor so I pushed down on the floor, then pushed up so it made the chair and i move as one... almost like a little hop. It made an echoing noise. I waited a second to make sure that my captors hadn't heard it, they must not have because they didn't come down to see what it was.

I tired it again. And again. I was finally able to reach the hanger. I lifted my bound hands and body up to it, giving it a hop each time, because my whole body was tied. I kept moving up and down, but nothing. I gave it a rest. Okay a stupid idea. I looked around again....

Wait, I found a way I can move around. Maybe I can somehow manage to get the door open. It's not like I heard them lock it.... but maybe i could even knock it down. If they can't hear me hop around like this then maybe theres a chance they are not here, and even if they are all I need is one text or one call. Just one.

So I hopped over to the door. I did a 360 turning myself around to seeif my hands could reach the door knob and twist it open. Thank god I was able to. Once i opened the door I had to 360 around again so that way I could exit. I kicked the door open real wide, and left. First thing I had to do was think.

Alright so looking around me I noticed a bunch of tools. Tools. Great. Alright so first I had to figure out which ones were around the height level of the chair, and I. I saw a huge saw leaning on the wall. I hopped over it, which is getting very tiring by the way, and I hopped up and down like with that stupid clothes hanger, only this time with actually success. when the rope was finally loose enough I streched out my arms making the rope fall off of me. I stood up and reached for my phone.

Immediately I called 911. Once someone answered I hung up. I don't know how long until they came back, but what i did know is that I don't have time for this shit. I have no clue where I am, I better let Max know so he can make them trace my phone. I heard of the police being able to do that, if they can then they better do it.

I hurriedly typed in 'New Message" and put in Max's name before quickly working my fingers at the keyboard:

Max,

 I miss you both and love you guys to death! If something happens I love you guys so much. Please Help before it's too late... <3

- Asia (to Ashley - meow)

After I hit the send button, I heard footsteps coming down the stairs.

Shit! I ran over to the the corner of the room, it had a big blue tarp on the wall that I could hide behind. Again, my only option. Everything else in the room was wide open pretty much. Just a whole bunch of tool kits and tables. 

When they reached the bottom of the stairs I heard the young guy say, "Did you leave the door to the girls room open?"

"No, why?"

They stopped in there place. "Boss, your not gonna wanna hear this."

The older guy grimaced then turned to his partner in crime. "Hear what?"

I heard the young guy gulp. "She's missing."

The old guy ran stright to that closet thingy I was in and slammed the door that was slightly ajar open. "FUCKING A. HOW THE FUCK DID SHE GET OUT? THAT LITTLE FUCKING BITCH. OH WHEN I FIND HER AND GET MY HANDS ON THAT BITCH, SHES GONNA WISH SHE WERE DEAD."

Old guys POV

I had to fucking calm down. I was grabbing anything in my path and throwing them, tools flying everywhere. Why did I leave her in a room with tools. Looks like i'm getting to cocky. I've done this hundred of times and i'm now slipping. They say every bad guy will eventually slip and i'd sworn I wouldn't. I guess I did. FUCK. 

I finally had calmed down enough to speak.

"Daniel, help me look for her. She's probably still around here, there is no way she got far.I'll look in here you go outside. If you find her don't be afraid to rough her up a bit."

"Yes sir. Oh and Lewis does this include burning her to death?"

"No you fucking idiot. Seriously Lord help him now. How the fuck have you not gotten caught yet? Jesus christ. What would you do without me. Anyway no burning her to death,but don't be afraid to leave some deep burn marks on her. No killing, got that?"

Daniel made a sad face. "Oh, fine." He walked away but was muttering something alone the lines of, " But that girl has some good flesh, all i wanna do is watch it melt and whither away, why am I never allowed to do what I want. Geeez boss is so damn bossy. Fuck my life. Be lucky bitch."

I was fumbleing around the room looking under tables, rearranging the tables to the floor, when I noticed a blue tarp, with white shoes under them. I slowly walked over to the tarp and stood there for a moment, staring down at her shoes. I knew she was nervous and scared. It was perfect. I reached down and grabbed her ankles, hearing a scream of horror before ripping her out from underneath the tarp and hearing a head collide with the floor.

I dragged her out from underneath the tarp and her face looked pained. I pulled her underneath so my face was hovering above hers. She was now frightened and trembling. I knew she was scared.

"How'd you escape?" I asked my tone not smooth like it was before. It was dark and angry. I saw tears well up in her eyes,

"That's a bit of a rhetorical q-question?" I lifted my hand and brought it down across her face, hearing the impact. It left a red mark on her cheek but she deserved it. For being a smartass. I never knew a quiet little girl like her could be that way.

"Never knew you had such a mouth, and here I thought you were quiet." I smirked before standing up, hearing Daniel skip down the stairs and ask,

"Did you find her? Can I burn her? Please?" I turned to him narrowing my eyes.

"No you idiot. She deserves better than burning." I said turning back to the frightened girl. "Much better than burning." I said lifting her up. "You're coming with me." I said dragging her with me up the stairs. While we were dragging her up, a phone fell out of her pocket. Daniel picked it up.

"Well, well well. What's this?" I asked as Daniel examined the phone. The girl slightly quivered but held her posture.

"It's nothing." she said quickly and I looked at Daniel as he looked through it.

"There's no dialed calls but there's a text message that was sent out ten minutes ago." he said. "Sent out to a guy named Max." he said looking up at me. I laughed hysterically and looked down at the girl.

"Ooh is that your boyfriend?" I asked grinning evily.

"Dont hurt him." she said sounding defensive. I chuckled.

"Heroism. I like it." I turned to Daniel. "Burn the phone Daniel. We dont need any more contact with the outside world." I saw the girl's eyes widen and I dragged her up the stairs.

"I'm going to bring the girl to the car. We need to relocate since there may be a chance she called the cops. Or the boy. They can track through cell phone." I hissed dragging her out to my truck and throwing her in the passenger side while locking the door. She struggled and I hit her again, making her wince in pain.

"Dont make a sound, or move, or anything. And we'll have no problems." after that she didn't make a peep the rest of the way to our new location.