Bad girls club

Trapped

Trigger warning: this chapter contains kidnapping and violence, please avoid reading if this effects you.

Zac's POV
My frown faltered into a smile, satisfied as I stared at an unconscious Natalie. My boss will be very impressed. I feel possessive over her, she's mine to love and mine to hurt as much as I want. My mind became so clouded of all the things I'd love to do to her, that I hardly noticed she started to stir back awake.

"Wakey wakey sunshine" I sang out as I ran over to her. "That's what happens babe when you try to test my patience" I state simply placing a kiss on her forehead. I watched her body start to tremble as she remembered what I'd just done to her. "Z-zac, please, why are you doing this?" Stuttered Natalie. Her obliviousness made me chuckle.

"Your dearest father owes my boss some money for a while now, and your father said I could have you as part of the payment." I felt pride in myself and I spoke with no empathy. "I know daddy used to hit you, because he blames you for everything bad in his life. It's actually very amusing how much he couldn't wait to get rid of you forever." I bowed after finishing my speech expecting a round of applause. Instead my gaze fell upon Natalie's scared shitless face.

"You're going to kill me?" She spat out, as if she'd only just realised my intentions. "If I can't have you, nobody can." I growled at her, making her jump and tense up.

"My father, also my boss, is part of one of the top gangs around here and your father has been running around causing quite a bit of trouble for everyone and building a huge debt for himself. He chose booze and drugs over his precious beautiful daughter" I saw the hurt in Natalie's eyes and I laughed to myself. This is going to be a fun night.

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Natalie's POV

I felt sick, I could've thrown up all over Zac's smug face. I couldn't stop my body from shaking. After everything I've been through, through all this fucked up shit, this is how my life ends? I don't know what I did to deserve this, to have all this shit happen to me. Yes it's made me stronger, but it's torn me apart and shattered me to pieces. All I want right now is Cole to hold me in his arms and tell me everything is going to be okay. But he won't and he never will, I guess he was always wanting Maria and he just loved the chase not me.

Tears started to spill down my cheeks as I thought about Cole. I needed him now more than ever, even if he didn't want me. I can't just stop loving him. Zac sat directly in front of me playing with a small knife. "I love seeing you sad but it would be more fun if you stop sulking and actually have a good time with me." Zac raised his eyebrows whilst smirking.

Maybe I could get out of this if I played along. I forced a smile on my dried lips. "I'd love to have a good time with you Zac" I tried to sound seductive as I winked at him. This made Zac's face light up and sit closer to me. He stroked my check and leant in placing his rough lips on mine forcefully. I tried my best to play along, even adding a little moan for effect. "You've got to untie me if you want real fun." I whisper in his ear.

Suddenly he jolts back away from me. "You really think I'm that stupid? You fucking bitch." He yelled out as he threw the knife, it just missed my head and pierced into the wall behind me. I yelp slightly at his sudden outburst. "Now you have no fucking choice whether or not you want fun" he spat at me, placing his hand over my mouth.

My muffled screams and tears streaming down my face didn't stop Zac doing what he was about to do. A dark dangerous look took over his eyes, right before he went to grab the knife-
"Zac, what the hell are you doing down here?." I glance up to see Jasmine stood at the top of the basement stairs, her mouth hanging open.

"None of your concern, fuck off and go back upstairs." Demanded Zac.

Jasmines face etched with horror as I glanced back and forth between the two, my body over flowing with fear and confusion. Why was Jasmine here?

"Zac, I thought you hated who dad is, but you're acting just like him. Let her go." Jasmine tried to sound dominant but her voice fell off her lips as a small whisper.

My thoughts raced through my mind at an intense speed, trying to make sense of everything happening in front of me. But it seemed impossible after having several blows to my head. My whole body ached and I could feel my eyes trying to close and fall into unconsciousness.

My eyes suddenly widened as I watch Zac instantly grab his gun and aim it directly at Jasmine's head. "I said go back up stairs." Zac spat out, placing his finger on the trigger. I could see the vein in his forehead throbbing with anger. I tried to plead Jasmine with my eyes to save herself and get the hell out of here, at least one of us could make it out alive.

Jasmine didn't seem to get my message, she slowly raised her hands up as if to show surrender before saying "Zac, I know you aren't going to shoot your own family, this isn't you." Jasmine tried to reason. This seemed to trigger something deep within Zac as he launched his body towards her, shouting words with every step. "Shut up you bitch! You don't know me, I'm every bit just like our father, I want to be like him." Zac's words left the room in silence. Jasmine gulped loudly as she took two shaky steps towards Zac.

"Please, just let her go." Jasmine pleaded once more glancing over to my now slumped over body.

"And then what Jasmine? Let her run off straight into a police station where I end up in jail, is that what you want for me? Do you want me to suffer? You're so fucking stupid" Zac spoke manipulatively, trying to gas light with every word he spoke.

Whilst Zac continued to yell at Jasmine, her eyes kept glancing to the knife that stuck out of the wall by my head. Oh!! Thank you Jasmine you brilliant genius! This could be our chance of getting out of here.

With my aching muscles i forced my mouth to bite onto the handle and yank it out the wall, whilst I'm doing this Jasmine continues to distract Zac in a rage filled shouting match.

The knife handle still placed in my mouth I begin to carefully cut through the tape keeping my wrists tied to the chair. I could hear my heart beating, ringing through my ears, ready to burst through my chest any moment. Jasmine and Zac's voices become a distant blur as I focus on cutting the tape. Time seemed still as I felt beads of sweat drop from my forehead. Finally I free my wrists and place the knife into my blood stained hand and start to cut the tape keeping my legs tied down. As I go to free my left leg, I here a slap sound making my head jolt up and my hand unclench the knife, causing it drop, clashing onto the concrete floor.

Everything seemed to move in slow motion from this moment, I raised my eyes to meet Zac's cold gaze now directed at me. The room deathly silent as the sound of a gun shot echos throughout.