Tied Up

Chapter 6

Bailee’s POV

We decided to pull up to my apartment after thinking on where to go. It was around 1 am and Sophia is sleeping and so is Monica, I sat down and thought about what happened and trying to process what happened. Someone should've went with her to calm her down or comfort her, someone should've checked on her before. I should've drove faster to catch up with that van. I decided to go to sleep cause tomorrow we're gonna talk about this.

------Next Day------

Sophia's POV

I had trouble sleeping last night and I kept tossing and turning and I couldn't get the situation through my head, why Guad out of all people. I got up and went to the bathroom and looked in the mirror, I looked like a disaster especially my eyes all puffy and red. I cried so much last night that it hurt to blink.

I went to the kitchen to see Bailee already sitting down at the table with a cup of coffee and staring in the distance

“Hey” I said

“Sup” she said as she turned around to look at me. She looked beyond mad and ready to beat someone up

“Want some coffee?” She asked. I nodded my head and sat down with her

“Last night was a mess” she said as she handed me a cup

“It really was” I said as I took a small sip, the warm liquid satisfied my throat but it didn't heal the pain of emptiness that I felt.

“How I wanted to punch those guys in the face for taking Guad” she said as she balled up her fists to the point where her knuckles turned white.

“I was to scared to do anything I should've went to go calm her down” I said letting the guilty feeling take over

“It's not your fault, it's mine I should've drove faster to catch up with that van” Bailee said

“It's not your fault Bailee I should've went to go check on her when Monica said so” I said

“I don't know anymore” Bailee said as she lowered her head

We stayed silent for a while and my thoughts slowly drifted off to what the people did to Guad when they got her. God forbid she gets killed in the process, I tear up slightly at the thought of it. We need to get her back soon before it's too late.

------Night of the Kidnap------

Guadalupe’s POV

I walked off pissed off about the news that my dad confessed in that letter. That stupid fucking letter. I should've opened it sooner than now. I got down to my knees and hit the ground as hard as I could. “Stupid ass motherfucker” I said as I punched the ground, “It's your fault that mom died.” I said angrily tears coming down to my face.

I heard footsteps behind me and I stayed silent and slowly got up and looked around, it was quiet for a while. Until I felt a force knock me down face flat and start kicking me in the stomach and back hard. I get up and as soon as I get up I get tackled down hard causing me to cough up blood a bit. I fought back as best I could but two guys ganged up on me and beat me up. I shouted for help but one punch got me and fell unconscious and everything blacked out.

------Later------

I wake up and I feel like I'm tied down to something and sure enough I'm tied up to a chair, arms behind and legs tied to the chair legs. I try to move but to no avail. I hear a door open from behind and footsteps approach. A man about 5’10 to 6’0 wearing nothing but black and his face is covered I can only see his eyes and his eyes were a deep dark brown at least in this light.

I look at him with a blunt look on my face.

“Why am I here?” I asked

He doesn't answer.

“Answer the question.” I said

Nothing.

“Come on man let me-” I was cut off with this guy slapping me in the face hard. I looked at him this time anger building up inside me

“Look here buddy I just wanna know why I'm here and why I'm-” he cut me off again only this time I felt a blade up against my throat

“Ask a dumb question again you son of bitch.” The guy finally spoke, his voice was deep and raspy and it sounded familiar.

“Why am I here?!” I asked anger slowly raising out of me

The second I asked the guy slashed my arm with the blade he had in his hand. I scream in agony as I feel the wound open up on my right arm. I tear up a bit as I close my eyes.

“You wanna die like how your mommy and daddy did huh?!” The guy said. I opened my eyes. Mommy and Daddy how does he know…I look at him

“What do you mean?” I asked

“You don't remember do ya” the guy said as he removed the thing that was covering his face.

“No fucking way” I said. The second I saw his face, memories came back instantly.

“Now you fucking remember now” he said with a smile on his face

“Why did you shoot my parents?” I asked tears building up in my eyes as I look at the killer of my parents

“No personal reason except your dad saw it coming and your mom well I decided why not.” He said as he walked around slowly

“You made my life a living hell.”

“Well your dad saw it coming so don't blame me, blame him cause he did this to you” he said as he looked at me

“Then why am I here?” I asked, hopefully he answers my question

“Well long story short, I want to kill you cause the more I look at you, the more you look like your scamb bag father and it makes me sick” he said as he punched me in the face. I spit up some blood, the second he saw this he punched me hard causing me to fall.

“You don't spit on my floor you filthy bitch” he said as he aggressively stepped on my arm that he gashed open.

“AHHHH FUCK!!” I said as I close my eyes tightly as I feel the blade slice my arm open.

He got close to me and said

“Also since you're gonna be here for a while might as well get to know me, the names Ricky” he said as he got up and kicked me one last time and left.

As soon as he left I laid there and cried my eyes out knowing that I might meet my fate soon. I prayed that my friends get here soon and save me from this hell hole before it's too late.