After the Storm

25. Him again.

Really want to dedicate this chapter to all those who have stuck by me and this story for so long. You are amazing. Yes you, the gorgeous person reading this. Love you. <3

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Creds to NouranMohammed98 for the idea of Lilly getting kidnapped.

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"We have her, My Lord."

"Excellent. And what about the other?"

"We did as you ordered, my Lord."

"I see. That's good."

I frowned. What were they talking about? The voices sounded like dull buzzings at the back of my head which hurt by the way. Despite that, I could hear everything stark and clear.

"Put he-him in the centre of the room, will you? I want to see everything prepared and in order when I return."

Why did that voice sound so familiar? Could it be...

"Of course, my Lord."

"Excellent. We wouldn't want my plans to awry, would we?" The voice was soft and amiable, however even in my current state of half-consciousness, I could hear the underlying steel in his words.

"No, my Lord." Came a symphony of male voices that all seemed to tremble.

"Thank you."

The door shut with a click.

My body was suddenly lifted by two
pairs of arms. One of the men holding me grunted, "He's bloody heavy!"

"Obviously. He's a pudgy little bugger, can't yer see?"

Did they just call me fat? If I had more strength in my now spaghetti-like limbs, I would have given the men a good beating.

I was dropped like a sack of potatoes onto a chair. A shock went up my spine and I let out a small groan.

"Careful! He wants him in good condition you pinheads!" Someone growled from somewhere in the corner.

My head lolled to the side. I didn't have the energy to keep it up. Furthermore, it was pounding as if the devil himself had decided to knock repeatedly on it with a hammer. All I wanted to do was hibernate for a thousand years.

"Ye think it's that easy, you maggot infested codpiece? He ain't exactly light, yer know!"

My ears perked up. That was an interesting insult.

He just called you fat! My inner voice reminded.

Yes. And he was going to pay for that once I garnered the energy!

"Bah! Just tie him up, you moron!"

Tie? Tie me up? Never in hell!

With my eyes still shut, I tried to stand. All I managed to do was lift myself by a few inches then roll off the seat. I hit the ground with a resounding bang.

Blast it!*l I cursed mentally. That hurt like a b-- I used a word that was far from polite.

"Shit!" A few hands grabbed me and hauled me back onto the chair. I felt ropes cut into my skin as they bound me tightly to the chair.

I struggled weakly. I had to get out out of there! I opened my mouth to hurl a few artfully constructed insults, but all my traiterous voice box managed to croak out was: "Noo...You mangrr-ehh-shi-peommm."