Meeting Death

Chapter 4

***Edited 12/31/15 at 12:31 AM (If you see any mistakes please let me know)***

It was like time had stopped for this one moment. What do I do?

I was currently in the middle of a "kill" circle with Oscar. I could see the look of rage on Oscars face, and trust me, this was different from when he shot my mother. If looks could kill, all of these guys would be dead in a split of a second.

"You know what we do to people who don't pay for our fights?" I was just guessing he was the ring leader or something. He had a knife in his hands, and he was running his thumb a long the edge to see how sharp it was.

"We kill them," another answered, the guy was sneering at us.

I gulped and looked at Oscar trying to figure out what we should do.

Before he could tell me, a guy roughly grabbed my arm and pulled me to him, "And you, my love, I have plans for you," He said deviously, the rest of the group chuckled at my weakness.

My breathing got louder, I looked at Oscar as the man zip tied my hands together. I winced as he tightened the tie around my hands, the plastic cutting into my skin.

Oscar looked rigid, although I have only known him for three weeks, he's my friend, and for some reason he cared. That made me smile, but I got snapped back into reality when the ring leader was saying something.

"Excuse me! I am not your flipping toy!" I spat at the man holding me. Bad move for me as he raised his hand and backhanded me. I fell to my knees because of this mans "super strength."

That was enough for Oscar to deal with, I watched him jump at another guy, he was starting to fight the men.

I thought of one place that was a good pain for guys, and a bell went off in my head. I turned to my captor and lifted my leg and kicked him where the sun don't shine.

I got up and tried to run towards Oscar but a different guy grabbed me. He looked a little bit older than me, just shy of 19 maybe.

I turned back to Oscar, giving up on the idea that I could get away from this guy, I saw Oscar get pushed down and he started getting kicked everywhere, face, stomach, and head.

I decided this was my chance to save him, "ENOUGH," I screamed as loud as I could, they all looked at me, surprised looks on their faces. "Take me instead, just leave him be!"

"Oh really?" The leader smirked, thinking what the could do with me.

"We could sell her," Another suggested to the leader. That only made the leader smile, he looked way to overjoyed to be doing this.

I watched closely as they all got off of Oscar, he didn't look good. I saw him glance over to me, his face was already starting to bruise. He just laid there though, his eyes on me.

"We could always just train her," The one that was holding me grumbled.

Somehow the leader caught him talking, "What did you just say Mason?"

"We could always train her," Mason, said a bit louder.

Oscars eyes were locked in a stare down with mine, he looked pained all of the sudden.

The leader took a second to think about it, "Perfect idea, you're in charge of her, and pick her trainer out for her. So that means bring her back to the house."

Mason, who was holding my arm, started walking towards a bus and a few cars, me getting towed behind him. The rest of the guys stayed back to finish up their brawl with the other gang.

I looked back at Oscar who was slowly getting up, tears swelled in my eyes.

I whispered, "Goodbye,"

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