endless love (belli fanfic♡)

Chapter Three

Kelli's POV

Billy lays on the ground motionless, looking helpless, and he risked his life for me.

And now he could very well be dead.

"LETS GO!" The man holding me orders, everyone takes one last glance at Billy, and then starts to run away.

"You try to move, you'll be a big head beauty with a bullet hole in your chest." The man whispers into my ear, now knowing that ill die if I don't follow the other men.

I swallow hard and start to walk at a normal pace, thinking of Billy the whole time, hoping that he'll be okay.

He can't be dead, he just can't. Someone found him, and brought him to the hospital, he'll be okay.

I suddenly notice a big black van, it's pretty beat up. But one man opens it, and drags me into it.

**25 MINUTES LATER**

They park their car into an abandoned driveway, and tell me to quietly get out of the car.

I check my surroundings, I can smell the nicotine from cigarettes all the way here.

The man pushes me through an opened door, into a house, and then we pass a few rooms until we reach this average sized bedroom, with ropes scattered around the floor.

Before I could fully examine the room, one man places a bandana into my mouth, and tightly tieing whats left of it in the back of my head, towards my neck. I can't even feel my tongue.

Then I feel my hands being tied up with a thick and an extremely rough-textured rope.

I don't know what they are doing but I am not putting up with it, so I start fumble around trying to manipulate the ropes.

"Sit down, and relax." One man whispers in my ear, and starts to kiss my neck, and run his hand up and down my arms, causing me to feel goosebumps.

He guides me to the foot of the bed, and tells me to sit on it.

The rest of the gang leave the room, and only the man holding me at gunpoint is the other one in here.

He takes his shirt off, revealing his body full of tattoos and scars, but also his gigantic muscular arms.

I shiver when he starts to walk towards me.

He pulls out needle from his pocket, like the ones you see at the hospital.

I hate needles.

"This will hurt just a little bit. Try to not flinch" He warns me, and without hesitation, he injects the needle into my forearm.

I suddenly didn't feel so well, and my body gave up on me, and passed out.