Chapter 27

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Chapter 27

I felt my palms go sweaty and the calm façade shattered. I felt the tears form in my eyes.

“Why…?” I cried. “Why do you hate me so much, Louie?”

“If I went to jail because of a bitch like you, you’ll understand.” He scoffed at my cries. He hopped off the crate he was sitting on and approached me. He grabbed my blouse and ripped it right off me.

“Wow, you get better looking every time I see you.” The five other guys in the warehouse laughed.

“Let’s get this show on the road.” They cheered and all five strode towards me. I eyed all five warily and took a step back only to be stopped by a hand behind me. Damn, forgot about the blonde dude.

“No backing away this time, sweetheart.” He commented as he stepped into my view. I’m sure I was visibly shaking now. I took another step back only to be push onto a table behind me.

“Do it quickly. We don’t have much time.” The blonde guy warned as he fumbled to undo my bra. I began to struggle, fear setting in and cried out as two guys on either side held me down by my shoulders. I continued to struggle only to have one of them rope me to the table. I gasped as the rope created burns along my stomach. I tried to cover myself as my bra flew to the floor only to have my hands restrained by the same two guys. They gripped tightly on my wrists and my whimpers were more constant.

I watched helplessly as one guy lowered his head onto my breasts and bit down hard. I screamed out in pain when he smirked, thinking I was enjoying it. I moved my head up as much as possible and bit at the guy’s hair and he jumped back with and glared angrily at me.

“This bitch needs a lesson.” He said as he slapped me roughly on the cheeks creating a scratch where with his jagged nail. I cried out in pain and used almost all my strength to free my hands from their grip and bring it up to my cheek. One guy happened to stumble back and crash against the stacks of hay and a crate. I gasped as I turned my head to see his newly lit cigarette fell onto the stack of hay and was aflame in the matter of seconds.

“You idiot!” The one guy roared. “That’s where I refuelled our escape car. Are you mad?”

“Fuck, run.” The blonde guy commanded as he tore away from the table and sprinted to the entrance. Everyone followed his lead and I yelled for them to untie me. I had tears running down my face. I could feel the heat as if it was right at my fingertips. My heart lifted for a split moment as Louie paused and turned around to look at me. He had almost a sorrowful look on his face but he slashed my hopes as he joined the rest of them on the way out. I wonder what I ever saw in that guy.

I heard some yells outside but I reached with both hands underneath the table trying to untie the rope only to fumble due to the heat and fear consuming me. I stopped attempting to undo the knot that I couldn’t even see and tried to suck in my breath and slide out. The fire was raging around my and had escalated to a full fledged fire crawling along the ground, up the walls and burning the roof.

I managed to slip out of the ropes but the roof was now collapsing and I ran towards the entrance. I stopped and dodged yet another fallen piece of the roof. I kept running and running and running. I’m not sure when I began to slow but I fell onto the floor. I coughed and tried to get up but I felt myself slipping into unconsciousness. I was so close. The door was right in front of me. “No-one came in the end.” I thought as I passed out. At least I saved his sister. He can always find someone else to love but he’ll never have another full blooded sister again.

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I cracked my eyes open and saw a dull overly white ceiling and after glancing around I noticed it was a hospital room. Thank god. I’m think I’m thinking properly and breathing fine. I turned slightly to my left and focussed my attention on the sleeping exhausted Kyler who had his head on my bedside. I wonder how long I was out for. I reached over and touched his hand gently. At soon as my fingers came in contact with his, his eyes shot open and he clutched my hand tightly.

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