Losing The Past

Part 1

The feeling of moving around threw me for a loop, I was half awake and disoriented. I tried to move my hands but they were bound behind my back, my feet were bound together as well. My head was pounding, my memory was foggy and I was very confused as to what was happening.

I can feel something over my eyes, but I attempt to open them anyways to see if maybe it's not fully covering. I can see light around the cloth but nothing is visible.

"Yes we have a fresh batch, we are almost there boss." a male voice drifts from a little ways away. "No sir, all females are between the ages of 19 and 30 with the requested requirements." the voice must be on the phone. "Of course, boss, see you soon." the sound of something being set down reaches my ears as the male groans.

"Boss is pissed that we took so long Marshal." the same gruff voice states, must be to someone else.

"Yeah well he asked for a large number of girls this time. It's getting harder and harder to make the girls he requires disappear without a trace or without someone questioning it. I may be a computer genius but that only goes so far." a different male answer.

"Awe come on give Marshal a break, you guys hit the quota that no one thought was possible." another male speaks, sounding closer. I try to wiggle a little to test the binds, in doing so I feel another body near mine. Trying not to panic, I stifle a whimper.

"Boys we got one awake. Just saw movement." the third male voice speaks with concern. A chorus of "shit" came from the other two as I feel the vehicle slow down and pull over.

Listening and not moving again I heard the front two doors close, then suddenly the back doors are opened. I could feel the sun shine heat up my skin instantly.

"Which one Jimmy?" a voice asked. I felt someone tap my arm and instinctively I stiffened under his touch.

"She was the hardest one to capture, of course she would wake up first." someone spoke. Before I could think of doing anything two pairs of hands wrapped around my tied-up hands and feet, dragging me over unconscious bodies, and out the back door.

I let out a quick squeal as I was lifted into the air and suddenly in the arms of one of the men. I tried to grab hold of something but with my hands bound it was hard, I did manage to grab the front of his shirt though.

"I won't drop you sweetness." a voice spoke near my ear. I was tied up, scared, kinda mad but I didn't want to act rash and ruin my chance at escape.

"Please let me go." I spoke softly, trying to use guilt as a weapon.

"Sorry sweetness can't do that. I'd be in a lot of trouble. Not just with my boss but once you remember my voice you know my face. It's something I just can't chance." his confession made my mind whirl, I knew his face? Since when? I fell silent as I felt him lift me into a seat of the vehicle, sliding me over to the middle where a seat belt was placed across my lap.

"Don't touch this one Jimmy." the man who was holing me states in a menacing cold tone when speaking to Jimmy. Something told me they didn't see eye to eye very well. But his angry voice was familiar to me, I can't exactly place where because my mind is a fog but he's right I do know him from somewhere

Once the door closed I felt a hand on my thigh, thankfully I was still wearing the jeans and t-shirt I had put on earlier that day, but I didn't like the feeling of his hand caressing me. I tried to move my leg out of the way, which caused him to grab harder. I let out a cry of pain when he squeezed hard enough to leave a bruise.

Before I could move again I heard his door open, suddenly his hand was gone and I could hear shuffling and grunting of a fight. One loud smack, followed by a body hitting the ground resulted in the last guy laughing from the front seat. A body got in beside me and the door closed.