For the Love of a Patriot || 𝗖𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗮𝗶𝗻 𝗔𝗺𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗰𝗮 ✔️ [#wattys 2018]

25 | The Goddess Pt. 2

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I wasn't the best at making decisions out of the moment. Actually I took chances that probably could've been easily avoided. If someone were to ask me if head butting the guy who was holding me captive, still tied to the wall, was a good idea, then honestly I don't think I'd answer. I'd just do it. And forget there were consequences to such a thing.

He punched me hard across the face. The left side of my face felt like pain crumbling down on me, but the numbness from the cold helped me suppress it. I could feel my top lip was torn and my bottom lip was busted bad, even worse than before. I let the blood seep from my mouth as I lowered my head and squeezed my eyes shut, cracking my jaw.

"I'm sorry Darlin', I'm just, I," he was feigning guilt and sympathy and I knew he didn't mean it. "I didn't want to hurt you, it's just that you're just so vexing." He roughly grabbed my jaw to force me to look at him. I glared keeping my mouth shut. I was bleeding all over the place. My mouth, the side of my left eye and my temple where the blood was drying.

"Even when I threaten your family, you still won't give up, will you?" He moved my face from side to side, examining it before making me look at his fascinated grin.

"You know, when I first met you in Brazil, I thought you were going to be an easy target, what with you crying on the phone, almost killing yourself..."

I clenched my jaw even tighter. He knew about the pool.

"But I'll admit. You are quite the tough cookie, you're freezing to death, I just threatened your family, I punched you, you're a tough one." He chuckled, caressing my hair back with his gloved hand. "I'm impressed." His voice lowered alluringly.

I looked at him with disgust in my eyes for a few seconds before spitting all of the blood filling my mouth in his face.

He closed his eyes and clenched his jaw, letting mine go. Without words he stood up and turned around clenching his fist like he was trying hard not to hit me.

It was funny.

I let out a quiet chuckle. His fist tightened even more, making me laugh harder.

"Hit me, you fucker!" I yelled, blood seeping from my mouth. "Go ahead! Hit me, rape me do whatever the fuck you want to me, I won't help you!" I probably looked crazy, smiling with blood pouring out of my mouth, provoking my captor. But I was protecting a whole world from devastation.

He looked over his shoulder at me menacingly before walking off towards the door, pushing it open and letting it slam closed behind him.

I let my head hang. I knew I wasn't going to succeed in what I was doing, but I had to try.

I'd let my family down so much that it was crazy. I let Steve down, I let my mother down the most. I promised that I would be better.

I heard the door open and I lifted my head again. Behind Finn were two other people dressed in similar clothing. One was familiar, I met him seven months back when he tried to kill me at the school.