Stolen innocence

Chapter 17

I wake up chained to a bed. I struggle against the chains as i start to cry. Why am I here? What about Charlie? Naomi! She did this to me! How could she do this?? I keep crying pulling on the chains as i start screaming out of anger and sadness. 5 minutes go by before someone walks in. I can't help but yell and scream at them. Something I'd never do but since I haven't taken my medication for two days I keep screaming. the room is dark so I can't exactly see who they are but they're female. They turn on a little light and that's when I see who it is. Naomi! "How could you do this?? You don't even know me!" I scram at her. She smiles at me but it isn't the pretty smile she showed me before she did this. It's the menacing one.

She slowly walks over to me caressing my face wiping my tears. "No need to cry baby." I cry harder as I struggle to get away from her. She just sits there watching me cry. I soon find it hard to breathe and being chained up isn't helping anything. I cry harder gasping for air as she watches in horror.

Okay come on deep breaths deep breaths okay fuck this it isn't working. i need to get out.i need to get out of here!! I scream and thrash around as Naomi tries to grab me but i just bite her hand. She pulls her hand away cradling it then glaring at me. That doesn't mean that i stop what i was doing no, i just scream louder. Naomi walks out and slams the door probably to tend to her hand which started bleeding.

I pull and struggle on the chains some more when feel something wet dripping on my arms. I look up and see my wrists have deep cuts in them. But that doesn't stop me. I pull harder on the chains when they break. i grin and unlock my ankles. As I stand up I realize i need to stop the bleeding before i die. I take off my shirt leaving me in my sports bra. I rip off the sleeves and tie them tightly on the wounds. I grunt in pain and i make sure they're as tight as i can make them. Tears silently dropping down my face. When my wounds are tended for i wipe my face and look around the room. It only has one light and no windows. Its bare but the bed and chains. I see they put in cameras all around the room, one in every corner. I smile and wave at them knowing it'll piss them off, whomever they are.

I sigh happily that I've gotten free of the chains and that my wrists aren't bleeding as badly as before. I sit on the bed and run my hands through my hair. A nervous habit of mine. i lay back on the bed rubbing my face when Naomi walks back in. I don't even sit up because if i don't keep myself calm I'll have back to back panic attacks. She stands over me as I look at her. She looks pissed off. and me being the stupid fuck i am say "Damn, angry doesn't look good on you" I smirk at her. You can see the anger ignite in er eyes. She grabs me roughly opening the door and dragging me up the stairs to the living room where the three dudes who kidnapped me are. I sigh rubbing my forehead as I feel a headache coming on from withdrawals of my medication. see my medication if i take it everyday my body gets used to it so if i don't take it for a day or two i get really sick and it always starts with a headache.

She shoves me on the couch in front of a laptop which shows all angles of my room. I smirk knowing they were watching me. But that smirk was wiped off my face as one of the guys hands is well add around my throat. I start to struggle then remember when Charlie was teaching me self defense.

I elbow his arms and when his hand let go of my neck I punch him in the throat. The other two guys run and grab me but I'm quick to fight them off. Ten minutes later and a lot of fighting all three guys are knocked out cold. And Naomi is left. She smirks at me and says "I knew you'd be able to fight them off." She sits down on the couch crossing her legs.

"Sit down I'm not gonna be as stupid as those three morons." I huff and sit on the couch staying aware of the guys. "Now that I know you can fight I have a question to ask you."

I nod. "How would you like to be on my team?" I look at her confused before saying "what team? And what do you do?" She smirks and walks over to a back pack picking it up and throwing it in front of me. "Open it baby" she says. I roll my eyes opening the bag.

Inside are bags of cocaine, marijuana and  smaller bags of different types of pills. There are also ten thousand dollars cash and a .45 smith and Wesson Chiefs model hand gun.

"So you want me to be a drug dealer?" I ask understanding everything kinda. She nods then I ask "so how will this work?" 
"Easy. I supply you the drugs. You sell what's in the bag, you get a new bag every week filled with more drugs. You'll keep 25% of everything you'll sell. The other 75% you give to me. You'll get Sunday's off to do whatever. And on Mondays I'll need you to pick up packages for me." I nod

"So what if I decline your offer?" I ask. She looks at me before grabbing a gun off the table and pointing it at me. "You die"

I stand up with the bag on my shoulders. "Well looks like I'm working for you" I say. She nods and tosses me keys to a car. She points towards the garage door and says "take that car and go home. Your apartment is programmed in there. But if you tell anyone I'll have your precious little brother killed."

I nod angrily at the thought of her hurting him and walk to the car. I click the button a couple of times to see which one it is. I hear the beep and see its silver Audi R8. I smile and get in backing out of the drive way.

I turn on the radio and drive home.
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A/N 1136 words this chapter. Longest chapter I've wrote.