Fate Plays Us All *(KBTBB Fanfic)*

Crumbling Down

"Let go of me you bastard!" I shout as I try to wiggle out of Kane's grip. I gotta get out to contact Second Unit for help, I don't know how but that comes after I get out of these binds and Kane's grip. Kane is practically dragging me through the facility, I'm stumbling to keep up while I try to wiggle my arms behind my back. I work with the binds but to no avail, I can barely wiggle my wrist without them biting deeper into my skin.

I can only guess where Kane is taking me and what Kent is doing to Liv. I try not to think about it much, we're both in dire situations, with our only hope being Liv's boyfriend and his group. I know Liv has hope, but for me, I'm not going to leave it up to them, for the fact that it could be too late. Liv is already in and out of consciousness, and I don't see much time left for me, but the only problem is the dang bindings.

The more I struggle the more I can feel my skin running raw, I glance down to see light trails of blood running down my hands. Well, that's not going to help, I still try to wiggle determined to loosen them up.

Focused enough I almost miss the distant ring of a gunshot, my heart rate spikes as I look in the direction it came from, the direction Liv was in. I worker faster until Kane pulls me into a room, shit I should have been paying better attention to my surroundings, I berate myself for getting focused on a single task," well boss said I could have a little fun, but it would just be easier to get rid of you," Kane mutters, sounding absolutely done with the day," but then again when am I ever going to get the chance again?" As Kane debates with himself I look for anything in the room that could help me out of the bindings, there's a bed, I push the thoughts creeping in out of my mind and look for anything breakable when my eyes fall onto the mirror, but how to break it.

I come up with a reckless plan, a plan, but very reckless and stupid. I keep an eye on Kane, who is still lost in thought, and scoot over to the mirror. I take the mirror off the wall, careful not to drop it yet. I grip the mirror slowly and precariously make my way towards Kane. When I get within swinging distance I lift the mirror up and bring it down over Kane's head, breaking it and knocking him our all in one go, thank you whoever is up there, I grab the biggest pieces of glass I can find and start cutting the bindings, ignoring the way the glass pierces into my hands.

It takes longer than what I would've liked, but when I'm free I search Kane for a gun or any weapon that I could use. I come across a gun fully loaded ready to use, and a few throwing knives, I can't do anything to bind Kane, my only hope is that he stays unconscious. I secure the knives in the pockets I have and carry the gun as I make sure everything is clear before leaving the room, finding Liv or an exit to contact Second Unit whichever comes first.

*Liv's POV*

I feel every injury as I sit here on this chair. The deep cuts on my arms and legs, the bruises on my stomach, I don't know where one pain ends and the other begins. Kent's silence will not break me, psychological or physical I refuse to break, I'm exhausted but I just have to persevere. It's hard, feeling hands wandering where they don't belong, but as long as I'm on this chair, which is my shield, he can't do much.

He's getting frustrated, I can see it in his body language. "Well, I didn't want to have to do this," he takes out his gun," but I have to make sure you can't run away when I release you from the chair."

I eye the gun, exhausted, knowing where the bullets going and trying to mentally prepare for it. Even prepared it does nothing to stop me from flinching when I hear the gunshot and screaming when I feel the bullet enter my leg just above the knee.

"Well let's get you out of those binds, so we can start the real fun," he says as he moves closer and cuts my bindings off the chair. I try to move away from him, but with the state, I'm in all I can manage is a small flinch to show for my attempts. All he does is laugh as he picks me up off the chair and drags me out of the room. I'm in a haze as he drags me into an unknown room, I barely register the temperature change wherever he took me. He drops me onto the bed, I try again to move but it's the same results, everything is pain and I'm just so exhausted.