|| Dimitri's My Savior ||

5- Bastard's Daughter

Rose: I sat in a car, full darkness was upon me and I had to keep myself from launching at the man who had obviously taken me, but I couldn't because I didn't know how many there were. Or if it was just us in a car.

I was helpless I realized.

Completely and utterly helpless.

Yes, I knew how to fight, but I didn't think I'd ever have to use it! I felt my heart rate pick up as the car bumped over something, making my body jerk in the air, thankfully I had a seat belt on so that way I'd be a bit safer.

These bozo's couldn't drive worth a damn.

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After a two hour drive I felt the car hault to a complete stop. I realized I had fallen asleep and had only just came too when the car had jerked to a stop.

I couldn't move my hands either mainly because my hands were duct-taped behind my back. I heard the car door slam, and boots crunching on the ground as the guy who had taken me came to my side, quickly unbuckling my belt and jerking me roughly out of the car.

What were they going to do me? Assuming the guy had accomplices, which I wouldn't put past him anyways. Hell, there were movies about things like this!

I swallowed as I felt the guy open the door and shove me forward. I stumbled and would have fallen if not for another pair of hands on my arms. I gulped in some air as I was directed to a hard chair that creaked under my weight. The sound of duct-tape filled the air and I knew they were going to place it on my feet.

When I was duct-taped to the chair, I felt a hot breath agasint my neck.

"How does that feel, you little bitch." His breath hit my ear, making me gasp as his words were cruel sounding.

I breathed in trying to settle my nerves as best as I could. "P-please.. Whoever you are just let me go."

"Hmm. Wish I could do that Kitten." He said and stepped away. "I can't though. "

I breathed in again-out of relief more than anything that he had stepped away. Maybe I could use my fire magic, but that seemed unlikely with my hands tied to the back of the chair.

I but down on my lip as another pair of boots-sounded like it- entered the room. How many people were here? 4. Was the answer to the question.

"So." Spoke a deep, booming voice that made my skin crawl. "You're the Bastard's Daughter. "

Shit, these men were clients of my Father-Abe.

Damn, this wasn't good.

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