Children Surrender

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I yawned and reached out for my phone, only to find a cold hard floor. Slowly opening one eye I looked around the dark dingy room that looked more like one of those jail rooms you'd find in a evil vampires lair in their basement...

It wasn't a dream..

I jolted upright which was a big mistake. The air from my lugs instantly disappeared and my head swirled from my previous beating. Once I'd regained composure, I looked at my ankle seeing puncture wounds on each side; so that explains the crushing feeling. The idiots used a bear trap on me to keep me from running away? I'm glad I didn't try.. that would've hurt big time.

I crawled over to the bars of the 'jail' and pressed my face in between them to get some bearings of where I was.

Just a long corridor.

I huffed and flopped back down but after hearing a door rattle I scurried to the mattress on the floor (such a fancy bed, I know) and closed my eyes, pretending to sleep.

"I wonder why Mr Biersack hasn't done anything with her yet." A sort of grotty but alluring male voice spoke out.

"I don't know and I don't care. You shouldn't either. You don't want to get into trouble for talking bad about him, you know what he'll do.." Another, slightly deeper voice trailed off.

"Okay man, I wast just wondering. No need to get your panties in a twist."

There was a jingle of keys and then the door to my 'jail' creaked open and I whimpered quietly. Hopefully they didn't hear. One dragged me to sit up while the other crouched in front of me. Then abruptly a stinging sensation hit my cheek, making my eyes water which in turn make me open my eyes.

In front of me was a blond male with a muscular physique and a brunette male that seemed to be as muscular as the other were crouched there.

"Good. She's awake. Let's go." The brunette spoke.

"Nah, we can stall for a little. Look.." The blond pointed to my ankle. "She probably can't even walk."

"No, we need to get her over to the chamber now. I don't want another beating."

The blonde pondered for a moment before roughly grabbing my arm and hoisting me up while putting my arm around his neck. The brunette put my other arm around his neck also.

They both dragged me down the long dark corridor, past other cells with a few sobbing people curled up in a corner in them. I must've looked like a rag doll with them dragging me along as I didn't have the strength to even walk.

We sharply turned a corner before coming upon and bolted door with bloody handprints on it.

This won't be good..

The brunette opened the door and the blond quickly threw me in, disorientating me and making me hit my head. Hard. 

I grunted and looked up at the males to only see them gone and the door locked. They were in a hurry to get away. I stuck my finger up at the door half wanting them to see it. Looks like in stuck here

Then, a deep, sexy, all too familiar voice laughed out of the darkness..

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Will try to post more often.

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