The Fighter

Chapter Thirteen

I look into his dark green eyes as he takes in my whole body. The burning sensation in my leg hurts like a bitch but his eyes are so dreamy. So perfect than I remember when we were fourteen. How could someone I thought was a good person turn around and do this? He beat me unconscious in that field. The Easton I knew wouldn't do this. Although it's been four years. People can change, but the memories we shared didn't. I know this is just an act. It has to be.

"Well Ashtyn, you're pretty fucked up." He laughs and I look away from him but pain shoots through my whole body. Everything aches. "I'm surprised you can see through them two black eyes that you have." He adds and I attempt to glare at him.

Four years I never saw him and when he decided to come back, I get this. How did he even find me? How did he know where I was? What the fuck did I ever do to him to deserve this?!

"Talk to me love." He says his voice barely a whisper. I wince as he presses his finger to the burn mark on my leg. I let out a scream and tears start to pour out of my eyes. I suck in a deep breath and stop myself from crying. Easton chuckles and the door opens. Muffled cries are heard as another man whom I don't know drags in a girl. Jenny. I start to wiggle out of the ropes and chair I was sitting in. Easton wraps his arms around me and somewhat hugs me. Why is hugging me?

"Don't touch her! Please don't touch her." I manage so say as the man cuts the bag off her head and she's gasping for air. Easton turns around and punches the man in the jaw, causing the man to stumble back.

"Boss, I'm sorry. I thought you said to-"

"I said to bring the girl in, not to bring her in with a plastic bag on her head. You fool! Get out of my face before I do more than just punch you." He yells and I watch as the man nods his before sending me a death glare. I try to control my breathing and I look over at Jenny. She looks really bad. Her leg is cut open pretty deep. Cuts and bruises cover her body and she looks tired.

Easton paces around the room, running a hand through his hair. I try again to wiggle out of my grip and I look over at Jenny again. She's looking at me with sorrowful eyes. I give her a sorry look before I got my hand out of the rope. Easton turns around and I slid my hand back into the rope. He smiles at me before looking towards Jenny.

"How do you know Jenny Love?" He asks as he puts his hands on either sides of me. How does he know Jenny? The kid is only Eight.  (A/N I forgot how old she is so I just put Eight lol. I'm to lazy to go back to find out.)

"She was in my trunk and she was my only hope for get my brother back." I tell emotionless. I could tell Jenny was hurt by my answer but it's true. I don't know her and she's related to Dean. The murder who killed my parents. After this, I don't think I want anything to do with Carlos either. He failed to tell me about his relationship with Dean. I don't know what is true and what isn't now.

Easton looks over at Jenny and smiles. Showing his teeth. I look at the ground and again I hear Xzauni crying. I snap my head towards the door and I start to shake the chair. I know one of my hands are free but Easton is still in the room and my feet are tied too. It'll take a little time to get out of them.

"So that's where you went sister. You know dad has a tracker in you, right?" Easton says and I looks towards them. Sister? Dad? I thought her father died. I thought Dean killed him too.

Jenny looks at Easton deadly. Easton is the same age as I am. Last time I saw him, I don't remember him having a four year old running around. I thought he was a only child. Was that even his real mom?

"I know. I just wanted to get as far away as possible. So I stabbed myself but clearly I did it wrong. Ashtyn saved me, then dad phoned her and ruined it. I was so close to being free, Easton." She says as tears stained her cheeks. Easton's eyes soften and he wipes off her tears, he then unties her.

"I thought you told me your dad died. You told me Dean killed him because he was cheating on your mom. Was everything you told me a lie?" I say and she looks at me. Weakly smiling before nodding her head. She's a fucking liar! I been lied to by a fucking eight year old! How the fuck did I let this happen?

"Let me go. Let me out!" I say and I start to shake my chair uncontrollably. I ignore the pain that shoots through me and finally my legs are freed. I pull my hand out of the rope and quickly u tie the other one before Easton grabs my waist.

"We can't do that yet, Ashtyn! I'm hiding you from my father as we speak. So I suggest you shut the fuck up before I hit you again." Easton yells and I fall limp into his arms. He holds me tight as the room starts to spiral around me. I keep hearing him telling me that he's sorry over and over again.

I need help, I need the truth. But for now, I need to be a fighter.

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So here's chapter thirteen! I know, kind of a shitty chapter. I guess you could call it a filler? I don't know.

So about Easton and Jenny. What went through your head when you found out they were siblings? I went totally berserk, if you asked me. I wasn't planning on that happening but it did. Jenny is British too but she uses an American accent to hide it. Dean is their father (hehe). Their mom? Well you'll find out in the next chapter! If there's anything else that may have confused you then by all means, comment.

So I'm thinking the next person to comment on chapter fourteen will get a chapter dedicated to them.

Thanks to all of u for reading!

If it's not a big bother... Can you give me your thoughts of what should happen? Should I kill someone off? Ooooohhh I think that was a huge hint lmao!

Thanks again!