Already broken and bruised

Starting to heal

Chapter 24

I sat on the couch with an icepack almost covering my whole inter face. The stinging sensation was still there, but the pain was lessening. I would groan in pain a couple times, causing the boys to chuckle at me. Joey was 'sent to his room' so he wasn't there which I was glad.

"You okay May?" Nash echoed every single other boy in this house except for Joey that is. Joey really didn't care what happened to me. I nodded my head and took the icepack away from my face. "Whoa whoa whoa! What are you doing keep the icepack on your face!" Nash added. He took my hand containing the icepack and brought it back up to my face lightly.

"My hands just tired..." I mumbled, sounding like I was a kid again. He smiled at me and place my hand back down.

"Here face that way," Nash says. Pointing to the right of me as he was on my left. I gave him a confused look, but he must have been getting a little tired of me not listening because he just picked me up and turned me. He shifted so he was leaning against the arm of the couch. He leaned me up against him and took the icepack out of my hand and brought it back to my face.

"No look its really fine.... I'll just suck it up." I declared. Trying to sit back up but he held me still. I tried to move around some more but I soon realized that was a complete waste of time because I was not moving.

"Realized you not going to win? Like you shouldn't have with that hide and seek game!" Tanner objected. I turned and looked at him, he was sitting on the couch so close to my feet. So I did the only think an O'Connor would. I kicked him right off the couch. "What the- What was that for!" He shot out.

"Don't make fun of me!" I snapped. He smirked at me which I took as an oh crap he's going to kill me, he's going to kill me! He stood up after landing on the floor causing everyone to laugh when he fell. He jumped back on the couch as my swinging feet of death thrashed around and with no luck, because he was now sitting on them. "Get off!" I yelled. I felt Nash chuckle behind me but he didn't say anything.

"Yeah Tanner you might want to get off. Unless you want her screaming for help like her life depends on it..." Joey muttered, appearing in the room. I really want to just Stand up an punch him in the throat but I was pretty stuck.

"Do you not see what you did to my face! You son of a-" I felt the grip both the boys had on me tense up and so did I, cutting myself off and looking between the two of them.

"Either learn to shut up or ill bite your tung of!" Joey snarled back, as he walked out of the room.

"Your not the smartest are you? Your not supposed to piss him off!" Nash whispered in a hushed tone. I didn't do anything I didn't say anything. I just sunk more comfortably into Nash's chest. His six-pack making a some what comfortably pillow. My eyes soon shut and my mind was becoming blank, and before I knew it I was out.

Sleeping

In my

Kidnappers

Arms!

Yep that's definitely a knew one!

~Three hours later~

When I woke up a little later. I was still leaning against Nash. They were watching CSI... Again! I stayed still trying to play it off as if I was still sleeping. Someone which I knew was Nash by the way his arm moved changed the channel to the news.

"Sixteen-year-old Maylee O'Connor is still missing after authorities have been searching for a week now but nothing's come up. To add to the chaos O'Connors younger sister Johanna O'Connor has disappeared. There was evidence indicating that the twelve year old was brutally drug from her bed. Were hopeful that both girls are still alive and will remain that way until they are found. Back to you John.

"What!" I yelled at the top of my lungs. The guys all turned and looked at me, probably surprised that I was awake. I pulled myself off of Nash and shot off the couch. "Please tell me those are not the people that want me dead!" I yelled again. Nash stood up and grabbed my shoulders. Tears ran down my face but right now I didn't care about being strong. My little sis was out there somewhere with crazy murderers! I pulled way and sprung myself backward more.

"May its okay just calm down..." Nash suggested in a concerned yet calm tone. Maybe he thought I would go crazy from this but then again who wouldn't.

"No! My little sister is out there with-" He advanced toward me, grabbing hold of my wrist that were suspended in the air. I tried to back up and pull away but he wouldn't release my wrists. I let a whimper escape my lips, but you no what who could blame me? My sister has been kidnapped by people that want ME dead! Who knows what they would do to her. "Let go of my wrists Nash..." I mumble. But still he doesn't. "LET GO NASH IM NOT KIDDING!" I yelled this time. I started to freak out at that moment. I flung myself around trying to get Nash to let go of me, but he held strong. Tears ran down my face but I continued to attempt to pull away.

"Calm down Maylee!" Nash shouted at me, which only make me cry more. He grumbled under his breath probably from my effort to stop. Because there was none. "I'll be right back guys..." Nash said as he wrapped an arm around my waist and started to pull me out of the room and down a dark hallway.

"Let go Nash! Stop! Please!" I yelled. He pushed me into a room at the end of the hall, pushing it closed with his shoulder. "Let go!" I yelled again. I was really freaking out. I was so scared, but not really for myself more for my sister. She was only twelve! Nash pushed me on the ground and I landed on my side which made a cry escape from my lips. He climbed on top of me holding my arms above my head. Clearly not minding my cry of pain. I cried even more then, maybe I had pushed Nash too far. Maybe he was tried of being 'Mr. Nice-Guy' as he would call it. Which confused me, I mean he kidnapped me! How was that nice?

"Just calm down May. Your sister will be okay, they don't want her. As long as they don't have you... Your sister lives," Nash stated. Clearly just coming out with it so I didn't have a chance to scream anymore. I closed my mouth from in fact getting ready to scream and tried to calm down.

"Then why did they take her? If they didn't want her, that doesn't exactly make sense." Nash chuckles at me and removes his hands from my arms. and leans back some but still straddling me. He doesn't answer and it really annoys me! "Could you get off? Like uh... Now!" I shrieked. He laughed some more. I brought my hand up and slapped him across the face. He stopped laughing and looked at me shocked. My eyes got wide and I brought my hand to my mouth. "I'm s-sorry I'm sorry! P-please don't h-hurt me!" I stuttered out. I can't believe I slapped him! Tears were forming in my eyes at this point, His face showed no emotion as I looked into his eyes.

"May your just making you punishment even worst for yourself..." He confidently said. I tried to sink into the floor but it wasn't really possible. I directed my eyes to the floor away from his face. "Look at me." he sternly demanded. I shook my head no and let my eyes remain at the floor. "Alright May but your up to stage three on the punishment scale..." I turned my head an looked at him, ashamed of it. He opened his mouth to say something but I cut him off.

"Is that some fancy kidnapper term for the your-pissing-me-off scale?" I asked. He started to laugh when in reality I was being completely serious! In the middle of Nash's laughing fit Andrew barged through the door. Nash turned his head to look at him still chuckling. I tried to crane my head to see past Nash he leaned in my way, when clearly he new I was trying to look.

"Tony's here... Nash, dude I'm sorry but... you have to hurt her..." Andrew says as he points down at me. He immediately stops laughing, and falls completely silent. Nash turns and looks at me then back to Andrew. "... Or he will!" with that he turned and left the room closing the door. Nash turned back to me as faint footsteps filled the hall. He leaned down till his face was literally inches from mine.

"I'm sorry..." He whispered as he leaned back and pulled out his gun.