To Control The

Chapter 20 (Layla's POV)

I wake with a pounding headache. "What the fuck happened? Why is my head pounding?" Suddenly, flashes buzz around in my mind as I remember. "I sat in my chair as I waited for Damien to come back with my food. "God, I'm starving!" I hold my hungry tummy as I wince at its' rumbles. I look around, searching through the crowd to find him. Then, all of a sudden, someone grabs me from behind with chloroform in a napkin. I try to kick and scream, but no one seems to hear me over the sound of gunshots. The person knocks me out cold with a hit to the back of the head. I groan as I hear light chains moving and I try to move and notice that my hands are bound to a bar. I look around in complete and utter darkness.
"Where am I? Damien? Hello?!" I try to wiggle my hands as they are bound by chains. "Quit your whining girl. No one knows you're here. Not even my son.." My eyes widen as a lighter flickers in the distance. I see a man's face as I hear the clanking of his footsteps come closer and closer to me. "Get away from me.. W-Where am I?!" "Nowhere near the airport. Nowhere near Damien.. He's the least of your concerns, little girl.. Well.. you should be worried for him a little.. I mean, he did get shot at the airport by one of my men." My eyes widen as I shake my head in disbelief, "N-No.. You're lying.." "Oh, I wish I wasn't, but it's true. My son took those shots like a weak human, like his mother." "YOU MONSTER! HOW COULD YOU DO THAT TO YOUR OWN SON?! I yell out at him as he chuckles in amusement. "Mmm.. Why do you even care?" I begin to wiggle from my chains a bit. "You still have fire left huh? Well, let's see how you feel about this.." I hear a zap and a crackle as I'm suddenly tased on the side. "AHHH!!! FUCK YOU YOU ASSHOLE!!!" "Want more? I have more" I groan as the tasing stops for a brief second, but comes back twice as hard.
I breathe hard from the torture I just endured. It seemed like forever."Huh? Who would've thought I could take torture so well." I look around in the cold darkness as I feel a sudden stop. "Wait.. Am I in a semi-truck? No way.." I try to yank on my restraint hard to try to get free, but hear low chuckles. "What the.. Who's there?" I say in fear for my life. All I could make out was glowing red eyes. Lots of red eyes. The echoes of their footsteps as they inch closer and closer to me. "No.. Not again." I close my eyes at what's to come and all I can hear is ravenous growls like a predator meets prey.