Protecting My Kidnappers

Chapter 11- Living Nightmare

-Destiny's POV-
I sit there in the silent hospital room, all the other girls already went back to the center. I insisted on staying, just to be there for Jesy.
Currently she's sleeping, even though it's only seven. I don't blame her though, she's had a long day. We've all had a long day.
I hear a light knock on the door, and I get up to see who it is.
I open the door, and I see Mitchel standing there.
"I told you I'm staying." I whisper in a firm tone, not wanting to wake Jesy.
He pulls out a pistol, keeping it hidden in front of him.
"Come with me, or I kill her." He threatens, pointing it at Jesy.
"No!" I nearly yell, but quiet myself. "Alright, I'll come with you." I sigh, and he pulls me out of the small room forcefully.
He closes the door quietly, holding the pistol to my back, under my jacket.
"That's what I thought." He whispers in my ear as we reach the elevator.
He presses the button, while I barely dare to breathe, thinking of the gun.
The doors to the elevator open, and we step into the empty space.
Once the doors close, I feel trapped. He could easily kill me if he wanted to, right here.
"I'll take good care of you, babe." He whispers in my ear, sending shivers throughout my body.
"Will I be back by morning?" I ask hesitantly, not wanting to ditch the girls.
"You'll be back when I take you back." He says firmly as the elevator doors open, pressing the barrel of the gun harder against my back.
We walk through the main floor, not drawing too much attention.
Mitchel pushes me roughly out the doors, and his car is parked right there.
He pushes me into the backseat, slamming the door shut.
He's acting weirder than usual today, which makes me wonder.
I sit up and buckle my seatbelt as he speeds off, staying silent.
I breathe heavily, watching the road intensely.
He turns down his street, slowing down as we reach his house.
The car pulls into the driveway, and then shuts off.
Mitchel gets out, slamming his door shut.
He swings open my door roughly, pulling me out by my shoulders. He shuts my door as well, then grabs my hands and holds them behind my back.
He roughly takes me inside, pressing me to the door once we're inside so my back is towards him.
"What's up with you today?!?" I yell at him, addressing his odd behaviour.
"That's for me to know and for you to find out." He whispers in my ear, nipping at my earlobe.
I struggle in his grip, wanting nothing more than to get away right now. This definitely isn't a normal meeting.
"What are you doing?" I ask, turning my head to the side to try to look at him.
I feel something being tied around my wrists, and I force myself to look back farther. I see ropes swinging around, which makes me panic.
"Making sure you don't escape." Mitchel finally answers my question, tying the thick ropes tight.
"I need to get back to the hospital by morning." I remind him, so many thoughts speeding through my mind.
"Oh baby, you aren't going back." He turns me around, a sick smirk on his face.
I swing my foot up, kicking him in the crotch.
As he curls up in pain, I take my chance to run. Unfortunately, it's harder than I thought it would be with tied hands.
I reach the door, turning around to try and turn it.
Mitchel starts to get up, and I keep trying to open the door behind my back.
I hear the lock unlatch, and I start running outside.
"Some one help!" I scream as loud as I can while running, but then I'm tackled to the ground.
The wind is knocked out of me, making it nearly impossible to breathe properly.
My body goes limp, and I'm yanked up off the ground.
"You do realize I'm going to have to punish you for that." Mitchel whispers in my ear, his voice rough.
His hand covers my mouth, but that doesn't stop me from screaming.
I'm taken inside, then thrown on the ground.
More rope restrains my feet, as I lay there trying to get away.
"Let me go you piece of shit!" I curse at Mitchel as I'm picked up and slung over his shoulder.
I hear a door open, and I see stairs.
"Where are you taking me?" I ask in a calmer tone, looking at the pitch black basement.
"Oh, you'll see. I think you'll love it." He snickers, and my eyes widen.
I'm tossed onto the concrete ground, pain spreading throughout my body.
Then I feel something hard hit my head, and I lose consciousness.
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I start to get feeling in my hands, and I'm able to think.
I open my eyes slowly, squinting at the light.
I see Mitchel standing there in front of me, staring at me.
I wake up a bit more, tugging at my hands and feet, which are tied up.
I realize the ropes are tied to hooks on the wall, keeping me from going anywhere.
I look down, realizing I'm nearly nude! All I have on is my bra and underwear!
"What the fuck?!?" I yell, and Mitchel just laughs at me. "What are you going to do to me?" I ask, breathing heavily.
"Making your final days worthwhile, and fun... For me." He replies, making me even more scared.
"Final days?" I ask no one, scared for my life.
"We've finally got you, and there's no getting out this time." Mitchel says, coming closer to me.
"What are you going to do to me?" I ask again, anxious for an answer.
"We're gonna make you want to die, no biggy." He smiles, backing away.
"Wait, what do you mean 'we'?" I push, confused as of what's going on.
"Babe, come down here now." He calls up the stairs, and I hear lighter footsteps.
My eyes go wide as I see who it is, so many thoughts running through my head.
"Miss me?" Amber asks, holding onto Mitchel's shoulder.
I'm at a loss for words, shocked at her presence. Jesy was right, we shouldn't have trusted her.
"Let's get started." She smiles, grabbing something from the dark corner.
I'm scared of what they can do, they know all my fears, all my secrets.
Metal bracelet type things are put around my wrists, making me nervous.
Then four clamps are put on them, two on each.
I look at what they have with
them, but I can't seem to figure out what it is.
I stay quiet, then I see Amber turn a knob.
Electricity surges through my body, making me arch my back.
I scream in pain, my body shaking!
"Scream for us!" Mitchel yells, which is exactly what I'm doing, even though I don't want to.
The pain stops, and I breathe heavily. My body is shaking, and tears are running down my cheeks.
They know this is one of my worst fears, and now I regret telling them anything about me.
Mitchel walks up to me, lifting my chin with his finger.
"Is some one a little scared?" He teases, looking me straight in the eyes.
I'm too weak to answer, and he lets my head drop.
"Give to her again." He tells Amber, and she turns on the electricity again.
I scream out again, clenching my fists tightly.
I feel like my heart is going to beat out of my chest, the intense pain spreading everywhere.
The machine is turned off, leaving me limp and shaking.
The only thing keeping me from falling is the ropes, which are rough on my skin.
The metal bracelets are removed from my wrists, relieving me somewhat.
"Amber, would you like to do the honours?" Mitchel asks, handing her something I can't quite make out.
"Please... Let me go..." I manage to get out, my head hanging down.
I feel a sudden pain across my legs, and I look up.
Amber's holding a whip, making me cringe.
She starts whipping my bare skin, but I don't have enough energy in me to react fully.
I let out silent yelps, flinching each time the leather strip hits me.
"You deserve this, you little bitch!" Amber scolds, whipping my stomach roughly before dropping the whip.
"I think that's enough for one day, what d'ya think babe?" She asks Mitchel, while I'm still trying to recover.
"One last thing..." He trails off, coming right up close to me.
He takes out a pocket knife, slashing my legs!
I can't hold back my tears anymore, I let out my cries.
They laugh, starting to go upstairs and leaving me down here to suffer.
I can feel the blood trickling down my legs, making me sick.
They weren't lying when they said they would make me want to die, because I really do right now.
Just to get away from my living nightmare.