Abandoned

Powerless

Max lay on the floor, staring at Jefferson as he  edited the photos. She felt pins and needles everywhere. The drugs where wearing off. She tried moving here fingers. Then her arm. She stood up. This is your chance! She thought. She ran at Jefferson, swinging her arm. Clenching her fist. The punch merely surprised Jefferson.
"Well, someone woke up I see!" He said.
"Please, I'm so hungry and thirsty! Can you just feed me please!" Max begged. Jefferson thought about it. He can't have her dying, Nathan and Racheal are already crowding the junkyard.
"Fine, also when I get back you can come up to the car and get some sunlight as your looking pale!" Jefferson said. He grabbed the duct tape. He then clenched Max's wrists together. She fought. It irritated him that she still struggles. After he bound her, he lifted her by her shirt.
"Stop struggling or I won't go!" He yelled. He threw Max to the floor. She new not to swear or even show he hurt her, or he'd do it again. She waited until she heard the metallic click of the door shutting. Then she realised, she could run. Run from him. Go home. Or go to Chloe. The door opened. When Jefferson gave her the food it was gone in a minute. She walked up the stairs. The sun blinded her. She ran, fast. She was soon out of breath. The uneven ground was different compared to the dark room. She tripped. Jefferson was soon there. Then she felt a prick on her neck. It went black.

"Max!" Shouted warren
"Where are you!" Yelled Chloe.
Frank overheard this as he looked over his deals. Percy, Vortex club. Then Peter, Oliver and Morice all want it at the Prescott Barn. Then Franks deep thoughts were interrupted by Pompidou jumping to his lap.
"Hungry bud?" Frank said, pouring the biscuits into the dog bowl. He sat in the drivers seat and drove to the Prescott Barn........