Kidnapped By The Broken

CHAPTER 5

Oh god!! Why me?

I couldn't think of anything except Sopia. I was scared that they must have done something to her. I couldn't bring up any word to speak up. When he said that i owed him money, the only thing that hit my genious brain was Father.

But i had no choice but to conform if my thoughts were true. "Ho.. how am i supposed to owe yo..you m... Money?" I shuttered, that is when i realised that i was frightened.

"Oh girl! Don't act stupid now. You know dame well the reason and how you owe me money." He argued.

"No. I don't know anything. I HAVE NEVER SEEN YOU IN MY LIFE!" I yelled at him.

In seconds, he was right in front of me, pulling my face so close to his that i was hypnotized by his warm brown eyes. I couldn't snap out of it. I saw a familiarity with them. It felt like i knew him from somewhere.

I snapped out of my thoughts when the grip on my cheek came painfully tight. "You little bitch. Hear me carefully because i won't repeat myself. Do not EVER raise your voice at me. EVER." He made it as a command.

I was still caught up in his eyes and when he released me by pushing me by my stomach, i yelped and held my stomach. It hurt me. Holding my stomach i glared at this cruel man infront of me. I'm not going to take his orders and be his slave. I am a strong women. I have been strong my whole life so now im not going to give him dominance over me.

"I WANT TO KNOW WHY THE FUCK I AM HERE." i growled at him holding my stomach. I saw him look at me surprised but he quickly covered it with an angry face.

"I thought i told yo..."

I cut him. "Why am i here? Answer my god dame question." I used my dominant voice.

"Feisty much huh." The man how was on my right leaning near the bar counter spoke. "You darling are here because your dad owed a large amount of money to the uncle of this demon infront of you." He explained.

That was enough for me to keep my mouth shut. I looked at my surroundings. I was inside a big house, in the main hall, i guess. There was a large leather brown sofa 3 feet behind me and one more single leather sofa on either side of me. 5 to 6 feet in front of me was a large 95" or 100" tv. That was all in this big space. It felt empty with only sofas and tv. To my right side there was a bar in there, there was a man with blonde hair holding a cup of drink standing, along with him there were 2 more guys in black suits standing hands folded on there chest. To my left, there was only 1 guy with black hair, wearing a blue jacket along with a black t-shirt underneath and a dark blue denim.

And as for in front of me stood my demon kidnapper. He had light golden brown hair that matched his warm brown eyes. He made me feel a familiarity towards him. But he was bad and he was my kiddnaper. He wore a black denim and a grey t-shirt. His eyes were full of confusion of what i was attempting to do next.

I can react in two ways. Act silent and cool, staying really calm and  for what's next, or i could take a run and try to escape. Any sane person would do the second option, but i was never sane. All my life, i was patience and insane. Those were the only things that kept me going.

I slowly moved backwards. All eyes were focused on me. Right now, i know one thing that Sopia is safe, and that's all i need for now. Others i can think and act later. Slowly, i placed my ass on the sofa and sat there in silence. I kept staring Mr. Demon. I could feel every single eye around me on me. I just kept looking at Mr. Demon. He also kept his eyes on me. I was not going to give up so soon.

He was the first to cleared his throat and looked away. Oh yay! I won. I mentally did my victory dance and smirked.

"What are you staring at?" He hissed at me.

I just shook my head, giving him an innocent face. I'm going to give him a hard time.

"Now, do you know why you are here?" He asked me. I nodded my head to reply.

"So now tell me where your father is." He asked me.

I kept my eyes on him and just kept staring. And then it hit me.

"Where is my bag?" I asked them in panick.

"Oh, now you are worried about your bag, huh?" The blonde guy asked me.

"Where is my bag? Give me. It's very important. Give my bag." I pleaded them.

"No." Said, Mr. Demon.

"Please. Please please please pleasepleasepleaseplease."

"No. Now answer my question. Where is your father?" Mr. Demon

I will so not lose it to you.

"Give me my bag. I 'll tell you what i know." I challanged him. "Till that you aren't getting anything from me."

I definitely made him pissed and I'm going to get paid for it in 3...2...1...

"Urrghh.... Boys show her how it is done." He ordered his men.

I knew this would happen. Oh, you are so not winning me, buddy. I gave him a smirk before one of his men came behind me and held my hand to my back. The other came in front of me ready to beat the crap out of me. I have been doing this my whole life, buddy. I let out a laugh and kept my eyes on those warm brown eyes, which was now with complete confusion.

Hit. Hit. Hit. This man started throwing punches at my stomach. He hit my already bruised stomach. Again. And again. And again. I held all my screams by bitting my lips. I didn't want to show him my weakness. I clenched my eyes when he punched really hard straight to my bruised abdomen. He then gave a hard punch on to my left jaw. My head swung to the right, and blood started to spill from my mouth. When he paused, i pulled my head straight and looked at Mr. Demon.

"My bag." I whispered.

"Why are you so stubben, women? Just tell him where your dad is, and you don't have to go for round 2." Blondy adviced.

"My bag," i hissed and kept my intense gaze on him.

He looked at me with disgust mixed with confusion and anger.

"Give her the god dame bag." He helled at his men.

The guy who was holding my hands dropped them. In the process, my legs gave out, and i dropped myself on the cold floor. In a few seconds, my bag was thrown towards me, and i heard a woof woof. A small smile took its place on my face as i slowly pulled out the little creature inside my bag. I was flat on the ground, but as soon as i released him, he started licking my face and kissing me. With a smile on my face and the satisfaction that nothing happened to my puppy, i drifted to darkness for the second time of the day.

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"A river cuts through a rock not because of its power but because of its PERSISTANCE."

Krish. 😘