The Murderer's Daughter

Chapter XV

For a few minutes she managed to get some rest, the drive smooth and while Lena felt worry fill every inch of her, she knew this could be her only chance for composure. She had gotten herself into this situation but self pity was not going to be the focus, it couldn't be, a deep meditation had to be the focus instead. She closed her eyes, the pain of the cuffs cutting into her wrists subsiding while her body went into a numbing and paralyzed like way, unable to move, unable to even lift a finger while she went inside her mind and worked to put a protective barrier around it, sealing in her emotions and cutting off her voice as best as she could. She knew that her mouth would continue to get her into trouble. Finally, her body was ready. She would feel pain, but it wouldn't break her sanity, not right away at least as she still lay at Hayden's feet, still and silent.

The driver, Lena had already put his name out of her memory, pulled up now to some building that Lena couldn't see outside the tinted windows. Once back to her senses, she could smell the leather of Hayden's shoes and the leather seats. The cool carpet against her cheek and the ache in her lower back and hip was getting stronger. The car came to a stop and Hayden said nothing as the driver got out, opened the door for him and both exchanged a few words in hushed tones, leaving Lena with the man whom so easily could carry her in one arm like she was a rag doll. Which was exactly what ended up happened as her body was dragged out of the car and into the open air where she could finally breath a little easier. The kink in her back and the ache in her hip protested still while she was hanging over the shoulder of this stranger, and carried into the building that had nothing welcoming to it from the few seconds she could look at it before being brought in without a word or explanation. 

She was brought back into darkness while the outside world was just becoming light again, the dampness of the room not helping with the chill that ran down her spine and settled on body in the form of more paleness and goose bumps. The door slammed shut and the sound of a latch that made Lena flinch. "Over where did you say sir?" The man asked, his voice sounding annoyed which surprised Lena and her ears perked to find out more about this man who carried her. The boredom in his voice told her a little bit about how he didn't like where he was and who he was working for. She made sure not to get too excited on this little fact, she wanted to learn more first, to discover just how far this man; clearly unstable, and angry about something. She felt it now with the way he held her a little tighter then necessary, his nails, under his leather gloves tried to bruise her skin. "To the left of you, remember when I told you not two minutes ago?" Hayden's own annoyance filled the room even more then this man whose name she still couldn't remember. "Martin I will also need you to bind her so she can't try to inflict any further harm."

A small nod was the only answer and Lena was carried towards something she couldn't see, more darkness cloaked her, more horrors and questions awaited her while she was laid on the floor, the cold cement creating even more chill down to her bones. Martin had been careful not to let her hair crash against the floor, cradling her skull, leaving his palm under her head  until the last second where he was supposed to secure her to something behind her views. His now free hands pulled her arms away from the front of her towards the wall, above her head and attached to a chain that rattled loudly in her ears. Now her shoulders were uncomfortable, not yet aching but that would soon come. Martin then stepped away from her, walking behind her still laying body and worked something that sounded like a winch that pulled her arms further until her body dragged along the dirty floor. 

"You were supposed to secure her ankles as well, why must these simple tasks be so complicated? Just watch and I'll do it. Or better yet, get her father on the phone, put it on speaker and put it near her so if she screams he will hear it, then we can kill two birds with one stone, hurt him by hurting her to teach them both a lesson of who is in charge. Go. I set my phone on the table." Martin left, his gait almost a shuffle, kicking up some of the dust and making her cough, causing Hayden to smile as he kneels down, not letting his knees touching the floor and grabbed her shackled ankles, attaching the cuffs to more chains, making her body taunt and still, completely stretched, just to the pain of pain starting to rise in her joints. Now he went to the wall, using the winch again to lift her body from the ground and dangling from her wrists and ankles, her dress skirts lifted up her thighs, the fabric tight on her chest, her head hanging and dangling towards the floor where her hair dragged. She winced and tried to stay still but the way her body hung in the air made her to stay balanced was difficult, every few seconds her body would tilt to one side and Lena would have to right herself back again.