just one day

23.

I breathed heavily on my knees with my hands tied together in front of me, my mouth taped with my head down. Avoiding to make eye contact with any of the six men.

I don't know how long I was out or what happened after I got taken and before I got here.

I felt sore, and weak. Like I could barley stand. I was also cold and hungry. But the truth was none of that mattered because if I didn't get out of here they'll probably hurt me or worse.

There stood six tall men, faces covered and dressed in black. I couldn't figure out which one broke into my apartment but I knew it was one of them.

"We were told to leave her untouched? What's this?" A voice said bringing me out my thoughts. He pointed to my wrist which because of the rope was bruised.

Told? Meaning none of them were in charge, meaning someone else is telling them to do this. Their just puppets and someone else is the person responsible for all of this.

"Surprisedly she put up a fight" the voice says.

Which was true, when they were dragging me in this large warehouse I did everything but stayed still. Meaning I caused myself bruises trying to put up a fight which wasn't much help in the end because as we can still see I'm still here.
I looked up at the one who sat in the corner smoking a cigarette and who I felt was staring at me the entire time. I quick broke eye contact by scanning the room, looking for an exit.

"Boss told us she wasn't going to come easy, she's not supposed to have even have a piece of hair missing from her head" one told the other.

I watch the man from the corner gets up and flicks the ashes to the ground, walking to the other men who stood there.

"What are we still waiting for?" He asks turning to the one who was pacing back and forth.

"It's not time yet" one told him.

"He's right. We've waited long enough" one voice agreed, the men began to argue amongst themselves, causing me to let out a snicker throughout the tape.

This had to be the most ridiculous situation I was ever in. Kidnapped. Can you believe it? Me? A normal average poor girl from Texas, kidnapped by a group of dumbasses.

"Something funny?" a voice says bringing me out my thoughts causing me to look up and see all of them looking at me.

I swallowed hard, this wasn't the time to be slick. I know my mouth and if I talked, it would get me in a lot of trouble.

"I asked you a question!" He raises his voice causing me to look up at him and only him. He approaches me still smoking his cancer stick, he squats down near me before inhaling and exhaling the smoke in my face.

He smirks looking at me, before slowly removing the tape.

"ever had of second hand smoke, asshole?" I asked finally speaking causing his brows to raise.

"And she speaks... I was beginning to think you were either mute or deaf" he says.

"I wish I was so I wouldn't be here having this conversation with you" I spat.

"You got a mouth on you, don't you?" He asks.

"hey! W-what are you doing?" One of them ask causing him to turn away from me and face them.

"I'm just having a little fun" he says before turning back to me. I didn't have to read his mind or ask him what he was talking about to know what he meant.

I swallowed hard watching as he eye raped me. Practically undressed me with his eyes. He raises his hand to touch me when he was stopped.

One of them quickly grabbed his wrist holding in place, "you know the rules. the girl is be left untouched and unharmed" he states.