Kidnapped

Chapter 6- Say What?

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I open my eyes and feel the ice cold of tiles on my neck and exposed skin, I groan as a head ache takes over and I just close my eyes and lay there. Once my head stops pounding and is just an ache, I open my eyes and put my hand over them to block the bright artificial light.

"Good morning." I see Pats face above me and the evil glint in his brown eyes scares me, I sit up and see I'm in a small bathroom, a sink, toilet, and shower. They all look older, but, why am I here?

"What, why am I here?" I ask confused and looking around the small room and spot a brown wooden door.

"It's locked." Pat laughs and holds up the key, he then slides it under the door.

"Did you change all the locks in this house, it's usually not a key lock for the bathroom." I ask rolling my eyes, he in return kicks me. A sharp pain like lightening strikes my spine, I gasp and cringe in pain. This makes him boom with laughter, I can't believe people think these things are funny, seriously.

"Yes, we modified some of the locks, you are going to shower and do your business, I will be supervising you." He smirks, a hunger I wish I'd never seen in his face.

"But I don't have a change of clothes, or a towel." I inform him and he points to the sink, I stand and see a pile of clothes in it. I scowl when I see the rag he insists is a towel. But I do want to have a shower, still, does he have to 'supervise'?

I hesitantly get in the shower and change out of my clothing so that I'm buck naked, but I made sure he couldn't see, I throw them over with hopes of it landing on him. I hear him mumbling and throwing my clothes on the floor and I can't help but smile.

I turn on the shower, and I wish I could relax in the nice, clean water, letting it wash all the dirt and blood from my skin. But then I notice the water feels hotter, and I yelp as it starts to burn and sting.

I quickly turn the water off and hear Pats cruel laugh. "So you noticed, did you?"

"You're truly evil, pass me my clothes and the towel." I command, I hear him shuffle around and then he rips open the curtain and I stand there in shock as he stares at me.

Anger rises in my like a fire being fed more wood, he looks me over with his hungry eyes and I punch him then round house kick, but he grabs my leg groaning from the punch to the gut. He pulls it and I cover my head so I don't hurt it again, but my back strikes with pain and tears fill my eyes as I cry out. I see Pat knock twice on the door which in response, opens. He walks out and I quickly change into the really short shorts and small white tank top.

I'm going to freeze in these clothes, I find my jack and put it on over top, the door opens and Tyler stands there staring at me.

"Time to teach you what happens when you resist." James and Tyler grab and drag me out into a bedroom, then to a hall, down the stairs, into a cold, cement room. It has nothing but some lights and of course the light switch.

My back stings and burns from getting dragged down stairs and the burns on it, my head aches and my face is swollen with pain. Then a chair is shoved into the back of my knees causing me to fall into it, then I feel rough, thick rope tie my hands together and then ties my hands to the chair. Then James ties my legs together then to the chair as well.

"Whip." Tyler holds out his hand and James places it in his hand. "Now, what are the rules?" He looks at me, what is he talking about?

"What?" I say, totally oblivious.

"The first, is don't run." He brings his hand back and fear drips through me, he brings it down and my arm stings as I scream and tears rolls down my cheeks.

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