In Broad Daylight [h.s.]

Chapter Four:

Aria arrived at the address with minutes to spare. She took a deep breath before easing the dilapidated door open. The place reeked and she visibly cringed when she entered. She knew full well that they had kept her baby here as well and it made her sick.

"Alright, I'm here! You got what you wanted!" She called out into the darkness knowing fully well that they were waiting for her.

The door slammed shut behind her and seconds later a blunt object was slammed over her head, knocking her out completely.

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"Rise and shine whore."

Aria slowly opened her eyes and her hand instinctively went to her head.

"Oh how endearing. Nice to see you too Cynthia."

Enrique laughed at her comment and Cynthia smacked him.

"Shut up. Don't pay her more attention than you need to."

"So, what's the big plan now? Just going to leave me to rot in a cell for 'stealing your man' and whatever the hell you think I did to you other than send you to jail?" Aria asked, ignoring the dull pain in her skull.

"Oh no, we have some funthings planned for you. It's such a shame that we have to knock you out to transport you. Goodnight bitch."

Aria knew what was about to happen but didn't make a move to avoid it. There was no point, she was outnumbered and her head was already swimming.

She welcomed the blackness and fell into thoughts of her children and her ex-husband.

Hours later she awoke in a small chamber. She placed her hands out on either side of her to gauge just how much room she had to move around.

Her eyes had begun to adjust to the dim lighting and she realized they had dropped her into an empty well. And by the looks of it, there was no way for her to climb out.

"Clever."

Her voice echoed dimly, thanks to the trauma to her head it sounded amplified and hurt her ears.

Lovely.

Rather than stand on her feet excessively, she sat down and hugged her knees to her chest. They would probably leave her down there for days.

For a while, she had hummed to herself to keep her mind occupied but a few hours of humming soon became monotonous. She figured that sleeping would consume less energy and keep her mind entertained and soon closed her eyes to distant memories of her family.

She didn't know how long she had slept but she figured it couldn't have been long judging by the light entering from the opening up above.

Another session of sleep passed and she awoke to coins smacking against her skull. Groaning she threw her arms above her head to try and lessen the impacts.

A man laughed from above and she recognized the voice to be Enrique.

"God what will I do wit all this money!? Surely I'll be rich when I get out!" She spoke sarcastically as a wave of pain racked through her stomach. The hunger was finally getting to her.

"Oh shut up!"

A shoe tumbled down and she caught it in her right hand before it could make contact with any other part of her body.

Interesting.

They seemed completely unaware that it hadn't actually hit her and began speaking to one another about the next phase of the plan.