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Handcuffs

*Teagan*

I wake up against the wall in an empty room and with my right wrist aching. When I try to move away from the grey wall a sharp pain shoots through my body and I let out a yelp.

I suddenly realize that after being knocked out by the cloth placed over my mouth and nose I must've been taken back to wherever I currently was and my captors handcuffed my wrist to a metal pole above me.

Those guys had to have done this because they knew eventually the metal cuff would start burying itself into my skin, which explains the pain I'm in right now. Then I begin thinking.

How long have I been here? Long enough for my wrist to be mutilated by a handcuff. Who were those men that 'kidnapped' me? You know I really shouldn't have to say I've been kidnapped as much as I have.

More importantly, Why was I here? Were the creatures not as friendly of a gang as I thought and sent out two members to find and catch me? Or did someone just decide to kidnap me because I was in the wrong place at the wrong time?

A bang makes me snap my head to the door that had been slammed against the wall. The vibration caused by the door also made my arm burn with pain.

Although I hadn't met all the members of The Creatures I instantly knew that the person who entered wasn't with them. The man had to have been middle-aged and had gelled black hair with a bandana wrapped around it, a pink line running from his chin to his forehead that must have been a scar, and was clad in a white T-shirt, a leather jacket, and black jeans.

He sneers at me as he makes a wide circle around me before crouching a few feet away, my eyes following every move.

"How ya' liking the handcuffs there, Teagan? Must be pretty nice since you've been knocked out for two days." He says with a smirk, glancing at the chain connecting my hand with the pole.

I scowl and reply, "how do you know my name?"

He laughs as if it's obvious, "all the gangs in Colorado know who you are. Daughter of Dominick Martin and Cristina Parker, both leaders of the most dangerous gangs in possibly the entire country. In my opinion your mom was a better leader but that might just be because she was our leader. It's a shame she was put into that mental hospital." His face wears the same smirk as before along with another expression I couldn't read.

I glare at him, not surprised at all that I'd been kidnapped my the AKs.

He coughs and looks away, "that look doesn't work on me, sweetie."

"Don't call me sweetie." I snap back, holding in my scream from the metal digging back into my skin from jerking forward.

"Yo, Davne! Get her unlocked and bring her out here. Sam wants to meet her," a male voice yells from somewhere else in the building.

'Davne' digs through his pockets until he finally pulls out a small golden key and unlocks the handcuffs.

I instantly get up and pull my hand closer to my face to look at the damage. It looked like the injury you'd get from having your hand attacked by an animal with sharp teeth. Pretty brutal, but I suppose it isn't as horrid as that.

"C'mon, we'll get that patched up later." He says and nudges me through the doorway. I'm instantly reminded of my first visit to the creature house when James pushed me towards the front door and I begin regretting running away and not listening to Aleks' warning. I guess I deserved the painful laceration on my arm as punishment for acting stupid and getting myself into this situation.

Davne guides me through the hallway and pushes me into a room with a decent sized television and a long, grey couch. Two other guys were talking in front of the television and turned to me as I stumbled in.

Not looking at Davne when he enters afterwards, I study the other two with a disgusted face. The one is dressed in similar attire to Davne and seems about the same age whereas the other looks to be about my age and is wearing a plaid button up and jeans and is also studying me with a grin. I glare at him, beginning to feel uncomfortable and vulnerable, and the smile drops from his face and he looks to Davne.

"Here she is, I didn't show her to her room 'cuz I thought you could do that." He says, walking toward what I guess was the front door.

My mouth forms an 'o'. Room? They're going to make me stay here. I discreetly try to search for any means of escape but didn't see any windows which meant I'd have to use the door when everyone was asleep.

Noticing me staring at the door, the younger man spoke up, "don't even think of escaping. We have alarms for all openings. And don't try to get out while I'm gone because there's cameras everywhere," he nods to my wrist, "Jim here will put a bandage around that."

The older guy picked up a first aid kit sitting beside his feet and pulled out a roll of gauze and a tube of salve. He walked over to me and picked up my wrist to smear antibiotic salve and wrap the gauze around it, taping it down when he was done and even offering me a small smile. At least he wasn't rude like the young one and Davne.

Jim also leaves the house which left me with whom I suppose was Sam.

I watch him with narrowed eyes as he walks past me and motions for me to follow. I debate whether I should follow him or make a run for the door. I could probably make it a few yards without being caught by someone. Who knew if Davne and Jim had truly left yet anyways.

Sam leads me back through the same hallway and into a room across from the one I had been in earlier. I take note of the window in front of the bed. He walks over so he's right in front of me and whispers, "look, I know you don't wanna be here. I don't either, but I can't do anything to help you. Just know that you're safe to sleep here, I'll sleep on the floor if you're fine with that." He pulls a blanket and a pillow from the bed and lays down on the floor.

I stare at him confused with how I should reply so muttering a quick thanks, I look out the window and notice that it's pitch black outside and that I wouldn't be getting any sleep that night but lay on the bed anyways.

Then I start thinking about that time almost two weeks ago when Aleks and I were playing Call of Duty and he supposedly got a 'bug' out of my hair. I remember when James and Zander walked in and we jumped to opposite sides of the couch. I had been blushing pretty hard but when I looked over at Aleks, his cheeks were almost completely red.

I roll over and close my eyes but snap them back open, patting my back pocket for my phone, sighing when I realize they must have taken it from me after kidnapping me. I didn't have anyone's number anyways.

Curling up into a ball, I once again close my eyes, thinking of other ways to get back to the creature house.

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A.N

Just a quick a.n, Davne is pronounced Dav-nay instead of Dav-knee for those wondering how it's pronouunced :)