Long Road Ahead - Deckard Shaw Fanfic

9- Cypher

Groggily, I peel my eyes open and look around. I'm in a small, dark room and I feel my hands bound to the chair I'm sitting in.

"Horrendous, isn't it?" I hear, the lady who called herself Cypher says as she walks in. "You know, I used to have the best things, all shiny and bright and new until your friends came and ruined it all. Took the God's Eye, took the bratty little kid, even took my men. But honey, I'm not gonna tell you anything else until you return the favor and tell me something." She cocks her head slightly, her bright blue eyes meeting mine.
"Why do you have Dominic Torreto's kid?" She asks, a chill to her voice.

"I'm sorry, who?" I ask, genuinely not knowing.

"C'mon, you're a smart girl, the whole clan. Mia, Brian, and the devil spawns they call children. T-O-R-R-E-T-O." She says, spelling it out for me. Something, suddenly clicks. I realize I'm in way deeper than I thought I was initially. Brian, Mia, Jack, the baby. It was them the whole time. I'm deep into my thoughts when I'm jerked back into reality, Cypher slapping me across the face. I spit out blood and can feel my lip start to swell.

"Listen, crazy, I don't know who the kid's parents are. He was just handed to me and I thought I was just the babysitter." I try to cover the terror in my voice, the worst case scenarios running through my head. I'm somewhat filled with calm knowing that Conner is safe with Hattie.

"See, but that's the thing, I can know who the kid's parents are. Or, I guess, who they were. I need to know where Dom is. I need to use the baby to get him and his friends back, and make them pay for the living hell they've made me go through. Give me a location and you can go."

Not only do I know she's lying about letting me go, otherwise she wouldn't have told me her plan, but I also know that I'm not going to be able to convince her that I don't have a clue about the whereabouts of Domonic Torreto. I keep eye contact with her, waiting for her to break. Finally she turns around and starts walking out.
"Fine. We'll see how much you want to talk after a two days with no food or water. Ciao." With a thud, the metal door slams shut and I hear a lock click into place. My head aches, but I try to assess the situation.

I have to be somewhere in France still, I wasn't out for too long and I couldn't have gotten too far. The baby is safe as far as I know, but I can't bear to contemplate the alternative. My hands are bound tightly, and I have no way of getting out on my own. Deckard always seems to come at really unconventional times of my life, but now, I would welcome a grand entrance. My head spins, and I feel sleep coming over me. My lip throbs and I long to ice it, but take my mind away from the impossible thoughts circling around my head.

Even if I get out, what then? Sure, I have some fighting experience and could possibly fight my way out, but I know I'm in way over head. Wanting to either cry or sleep, I pick later and let my eyes droop close.

My eyes fly open as I panic and try to get out from my bondage. My heart rate slows as I remember all of the past events and I shake my head, trying to get the sleep from my brain. I feel the skin on my wrist rubbed raw from the ropes. How long was I asleep? A day? An hour? I don't have a clue, and I start to panic at the uncertainty. The room is only lit by a lightbulb hanging from the ceiling, and there are not even ay windows for my to see what time of day it might be. My stomach growls loudly with hunger, and my mouth is dry from lack of water, but Connor's face flashes through my mind. All for him. Ever ounce of hunger, every bit of terror, all for him. I'm about to cry again when I hear pounding at the door. My heart rate increases rapidly for fear of another encounter with Cypher. What happens next is unexpected to say the least.

I hear a drill buzzings and the clink of screws hitting the floor. With an extremely loud thud, a cloud of dust comes up, the silhouette of a man behind it.

Out from the haze, Deck steps. I cry with relief and he rushes over, untying me. He grabs my hand and we bolt out the door. I hear the footsteps and shouts of people behind us, but my heart is singing being next to my man once again.