Die for us

The clock starts now...

Bryn’s POV –

I stare at Garret for a moment, my mind racing, I wasn’t scared or anything I was just worried. I jerk my face out of Jaden’s grip and he snickers at me. I look at him and he moves his hand further inside my dress.

I move back against the guy holding my arms, he lets go and I think for moment I can break free but then I realize my wrists are duct taped together as well. The man grabs the end of my dress, pulling it up just a little.

I look out the window and see Tattiana standing on the front porch. The windows in this van are tinted so she won’t be able to see me. But if I could just get my heels to break the glass she’d notice. Jaden turns and looks out the window, he sees Tattiana and snaps his head back to look at Garret.

“Leave now, one of her crew members are outside.” Jaden says, gripping my thighs so I won’t get any ideas.

Garret drives onto the road and I begin to hyperventilate, looking out the window at Tattiana who seemed to be looking around for someone.

For me.

I bring both my legs back and strike the window, cracking it. Before I can throw another blow Jaden grabs my legs and holds them down.

“Let her go, I’ll hold her.” Jaden says to the other guys who followed his command and sat back.

Jaden smiled at me, taking my jaw in his hand and forcing me to turn as he kisses my neck. I close my eyes, unable to fight him off. I twist my body from side to side but he doesn’t budge. Jaden kisses down my neck to my chest; he grabs the top of my dress.

“Get her warmed up.” Garret chuckles from the front seat.

I look at him and back to Jaden who holds the front of my dress in his hand. He pulls it down and I force myself to sit up.

I start to take the realization that with me being tied up, I can’t help myself. I bow my head; I was on the verge of tears. I wasn’t sad and not quite scared, I was angry. This was a set up, I let Ashley get to me, I let my feelings get the best of me and for that I might die.

But I won’t die without a fight.

Jaden puts his hands to my back, pulling the zipper down and pulling my dress down just enough to expose my bra. I begin to shake, this was really happening.

I feel a hand on my back, not Jaden’s since he was cupping my bra in his hands.

“Don’t undress her until we get her to the house.” Garret says, speeding up the car, he licks his lips. He couldn’t wait to do whatever he was going to do to me.

The hand on my back falls back and Jaden continues to kiss my neck. I move back, detaching his lips from me and he pulls me back staring at me. I look away, from him. Jaden kisses my cheek, holding me in place.

In that same moment I bring my head back and head bud Jaden roughly. He lets me go, grabbing his forehead and I take that chance to back away but I forget I’m surrounded by two other guys. The man behind my shoulders and holds me against his chest.

The guy in the back looks at my body, “Why can’t we just fuck her here?”

“We’re almost home, two more minutes.” Garret says, turning the corner.

Jaden recovers from the blow and glares at me. He grabs me by my neck and brings one of his hands back and smacks me in the face. I wince in pain; I wish there were no duct tape on my mouth.

Jaden smacks me at on the other side of my face, harder this time. I go limp, letting him do as he pleases; my best bet is to wait until I’m untied to break free. A single tear streamed down my hot cheek and I close my eyes.