Taken ✘ Mitch Rapp (COMPLETED)

Chapter 11; Taken... again!

I sit in the hospital, back in America with an unconscious Mitch Rapp. I've refused to leave his side since the day he got hit, since the day he passed out and didn't wake up. I trace patterns on his arms as I hold his hand, feeling guilty and thinking it's my fault.

I rest my head on the bed as tears roll down my cheeks, "please don't leave me mitch" I mumble, needing him as he's all I've got.

At the no response I sigh and get up, going for a walk and to order some food to the hospital as I'm getting severe cramps.

I sit on the steps off the hospital and wait for the food I ordered and I wipe my eyes. I think about my life without him, without him I'm nothing, he saved my life and I have no way to repay him.

The food finally comes and I take it back inside with me and sit back in the seat I haven't moved from in a month. I eat my food and talk to him as if he's listening and like he'd responded, but deep down I know he isn't.

I finish and throw my trash in the bin as I take his hand again and kiss the top of it, "I love you Mitch Rapp, a lot" I tell him and think.

As if on cue I feel his hand squeeze mine slightly and I smile widely and look up at him, seeing his heavy eye lids open slightly with a smile spread across his face. I lean over and kiss him softly, happy he's awake.

*

I smile and pull the covers over him, doing everything for him so he's comfy and can recover.

"Is there anything you'd like?" I ask him as I hold his hand.

"Yeah, some food please?" He asks quietly as I nod and get up, walking to the kitchen.

I open the fridge door and scan the contents, groaning internally as I notice we've run out or nearly everything.

"Mitch I'm going to the store, I'll be back in ten minutes" I call and pull my coat and shirt on.

"Okay" he calls back as he watches tv and I walk out of the house.

I start walking to the store, as I hum quietly to myself, thinking off Mitch.

"Time for you to finally be killed little princess" someone smirks behind me and hits me round the head, knocking me unconscious and falling to the ground.

The man throws me over his shoulder and strolls to his black car, tossing me inside.

*

I wake up in a dark and gloomy room, hung by my hands to a tie on the ceiling as I squirm around trying to struggle out the grasp oh the right white ties, rubbing red raw marks into my wrists.

The piece of fabric that covers my mouth, muffling all my screams and shouts as I get stomach cramps, I groan and rest my head back, knowing this time Mitch won't find me. I'm alone, and in pain.

Tears stumble down my cheeks like a man with pins and needles in his legs, at that point a man had walked into the room and was sat in the voidless shadows in the out space of the room.

I heard metal clash against metal and my eyes widen slightly at the noise as a sudden scent of burning fills my nostrils and I struggle against the clamp on my wrists.

"So Mr Rapp is going to be extremely upset when you don't come home, thinking you've abandoned him" he chuckles darkly, sending a shiver down my spine as my stomach churns at the noise.

"Please, let me call him" I cry against the fabric in my mouth, making my mouth drier then a desert.

"No" he laughs, and sharpens his knife as the sound makes me cringe and attempt to cover my ears from the noise.

I cry out as my phone starts going off, Mitch's name popping as he smirks and answers it.

"Ayra? Princess? Where are you it's been hours" he asks worriedly, telling from his tone that it's full of fear.

"Ayra can't come to the phone right now" my kidnappers deep voice ring through the phone, making Mitch's teeth grit.

"Where is she you asshole?" He shouts, trembling from anger.

He removes the fabric from my mouth, "Mitch, mitch! Please" I cry out as he slaps me across the face.

"Did I say you could talk" the man growls angrily and I whimper from the stinging pain on my cheek.

"Don't you lay another finger on her" Mitch's voice echoes through the phone as my kidnapper hangs up.

"We're going to have a lot of fun little dove" he smirks and grabs my chin, forcing me to look him is the eyes as my eyes are full of tears.