On The Run

Chapter 11

So many things had happened to Ana in a short time. Everything happened so fast; it was a blur. She couldn't even think back to what her life was like; the only thing on her mind was surviving and finding her way back to Christian.

Things were starting to make sense, even if they were a little bit mixed up. Being with Christian made sense to Ana. They fit together as one. Ana had never felt that way about anyone before. She wasn't that interested in anyone. She had more important things to worry about.

Ana always thought once she got her life in order, a place of her own, a job, then all the pieces could fall into place, but she didn't expect that to happen for quite awhile. School wasn't complete yet. Job wasn't found yet. She was living with her brother for the time being. And then Christian made her order a bit chaotic going on the run, being shot at...almost making love with him. Ana would have given herself mind, body and soul. She was close too.

Then shit hit in the fan, the walls; hell everywhere, and Ana didn't know what to expect. She didn't know how Christian was. Was he alive or was he died? No, I won't go there. I can't go there. If I think he's dead, I'm dead. I don't sure as hell don't want to be with his enemy. I'd die before that happened.

"Baby..." Jack said soothingly as he could. "Soon you will forget about Christian." He placed his hand on her knee and patted in a condescending manner.

"Don't touch me, you piece of shit." Ana pulled herself away from him.

Grabbing her knee painfully hard, Jack said in a low, menacing whisper, "You will not ever pull a way from me again. You will never speak to like me that and certainly not in that tone, young lady. You will respond to me when I tell you too. You will always call me sir when spoken too." He grabbed her chin roughly and jerked her head towards him. Ana glared back at him defiantly. "You understand? You're my BITCH now. I will do what I please to you, when and where I want."

"You do what you need to do, but I will NEVER BE YOURS!" Ana made sure to empathize her words carefully to make her intentions clear as crystal. That wasn't something she was going to back down on. Ever.

Her insolent behavior was rewarded with a backhand to her cheek. It stung badly enough, Ana teared up, moving as far away from him as she could. Jack watched a moment and turned away from herewith a smile spreading over his hideous face.

"We will be in Seattle soon, my love!" Jack jerked his head as if he were gesturing towards something. Ana followed his gaze. It was an private jet and it was huge. All white on the outside.

The car came to a complete stop and Ana's door flew open, and large hands grabbed at her, pulling her out of the car roughly. Ana tried fighting but she was slapped across the face by her captor. He pinned her arm behind her and she was unable to see who it was.

"Take her on board, tie her up, gag and blindfold her," Jack ordered.

The man forced Ana on the plane, but all she saw was the small galley kitchen cherry colored cabinets before he'd blindfolded her. He tied her up and then gagged her. He pushed her further into the plane and they stopped, and she was shoved into a chair. She could feel the smooth leather of the seat and the plush high back behind her and could hear the clock of the safety belt being clicked into place. Ana was secured, unable to move, speak, or see. She felt helpless.

Time seemed to pass slowly before Ana heard Jack tell her in was in the cabin with her. He sounded as though he was sitting across the way from her. Father the better. Ana leaned back in the chair, closed her eyes, and drifted off to the sleep. She really didn't need to hear her him anymore. It was unnerving.

Her dreams were filled with Christian. In each scenario her dreams went through, Christian was her white knight in shining armor, saving her from the big, bad, evil Jack. Oh how she wished that were true. Come find me, Christian! Ana found herself thinking as the plane hit the run way hard, jerking her forward.

The brunette felt large, cold, and Clary hands wrap around her arms, and pull her up to her feet, focusing her to move through the cabin and out the door into a waiting car. She heard both doors close at the same time, and the car pulled out and out onto a bump road. The car rocked over the bumps until it hit smooth highway. Ana was frightened, not knowing where was.

"We will be there shorty. Make sure you have the room ready for my sweet Angel." Jack glanced at Ana for a few moments, then looked straight ahead. "The red room." He was quiet for a moment, leaving Ana to assume he'd ended the conversation.

What did Jack mean by red room? There was something in Jack's voice. Wistful maybe? Ana couldn't identify what it was. Maybe this red room had a phone in it, she could call for help. All she wanted to do was hear Christian deep, sexy, voice, telling her it would be all right. He was going to protect her.

If Christian was alive...he was alive, he wad going to find her, and save her from Jack, and they were going to go some place off grids, away from everyone, enjoying each other's company.

Where was Christian? Was he still back at the farmhouse or was he on his way? More importantly how was he going to find her?

The car stopped once again and the door opened; Ana was pulled out roughly and tossed over someone's shoulder. She had no idea what was going on. Ana heard a ding, they were in an elevator, that much she was sure of. She could imagine hitting floor after floor, until the door dinged again and opened. They'd gone up several flights. They must be in a penthouse.

The heel of the men's shoes clacked on the floor, echoing as they walked. Then it was silent but she felt as if she were going up a flight up stairs until she hit smooth ground. The next thing she knew she was being tossed on a soft surface. A Bed. The man grabbed her right arm, tied it up tight, then her left, followed by her legs. It was tight. The more she pulled, the tighter it became.

The room was now silent as the door clicked shut. Ana was totally alone and in the dark. What was she going to do? How was she going to get out of this mess. Christian where are you?