Blue Eyes Ransom

Chapter 5- Mercy

I woke up crying again... The third time that night. I was no longer bound to the bed. Blake said that I had already suffered enough and I probably wasn't gonna have the stupidity to run. Honestly, I completely agree with him. Although I wanted to get out of here as soon as possible, I was too weak and in too much pain to move. And if I tried, they'd probably torture me more.

I looked over at the tv, which played my tortures on repeat all night. I had to look away or I'd start crying again. Even though I didn't remember the first torture tape, it still gave me emotional pain.

A soft knock came on the door. I didn't bother sitting up. I just stared in the direction, sadly and hopefully.

"Good morning sleeping beauty," I heard Blake's voice sound through the large bedroom.

I moaned weakly in response.

"Feeling better?" He chuckled.

"What do you think?" I spat. I closed my eyes, hoping to dream of being back home. I then jumped when I felt a hand take my hair and put it behind my ear.

"I know... I hurt..." He began to run his hand through my hair as I winced. "But don't worry. You'll feel better." I opened my eyes to see him with a glass of water and some pain killers.

I just whimpered, not wanting to do anything but sleep.

"Come on, princess," he coaxed, taking my chin and bringing it down to when my mouth was opened. I looked at him in utter disgust when he place the pills in my mouth and brought the glass of water to my lips. Obediently, I swallowed, feeling instant relief of my dry mouth as the cool liquid rushed down my throat.

"Good girl," he laughed softly, patting my head. "Benny's making breakfast, Jordyn. What do you like?" He began running his hand through my hair again.

I shrugged weakly in response.

"Pancakes it is," Blake said with a smirk. "And hey, later today were going to get a cast for your wrists and boots for your ankles. We figured its best if you're comfortable while you're here."

I swear, my eyes lit up like fire when I said this. "Is that why you broke them in the first place?! Is that why you tortured my for two days straight?!" I spat. "Cuz it seems you don't want me to be comfortable, then you go ahead and act all sweet and cute, but then you change your mind again!"

I'm gonna strangle Blue Eyes, I promise you that. He only had one response to my outburst, and it wasn't the one I was expecting.

"You think I'm sweet and cute?" His eyes lit up with happiness and humor, the complete opposite of mine. Before I had time to respond, he was lifting me off the bed, princess style and began to walk across the room. I felt my purple ankles dangling from his arms as he held me to his chest. It was warm, and I gasped when I heard a heartbeat. "You have a heart?" I said in mock shock.

"Believe it or not, yes," he laughed. I winced as we passed a window. It looked to be about eight o'clock in the morning. And the sun hurt my eyes, what little of it there was.

We entered an elegant dining room/living room and my eyes widened. It was huge. The couch was about as large as the bedroom I slept in. The whole living room was about the size of a regular house's ground floor.

"Impressed?" I flinched when I heard Benny's voice. I despised that voice more than anything in the world. He not only was a scary, torturous murderer, but he was a creepy flirt.

I heard Blake laughing when I noticed I was holding him tighter. "I think she's afraid of you, Ben."

"Aww... She shouldn't be. Here, let me hold her." Weak, pathetic me, I started to cry when I felt myself being passed into Benny's arms. I even began to shake. Afraid he'd drop me, I held onto him tighter than I did with Blake. "Look, she likes me," he chuckled.