The Fearless One

Chapter 4. Emotions

Ava.

I woke up in a big bed that sat in the middle of a white room. Only a dresser sat opposite of the bed, I felt like I was in an insane asylum. I tried to lift my head but was met by an insane headache, "Just great" I groaned. Trying to ease the pain with both hands was impossible since one of my hands was restrained to the bedpost while the other was free.

I heard feet outside the door followed by a knock. I shut my eyes instantly as the door opened.

"I know you're awake." I opened them slowly to see Lucas walking in with a cup of water and some pills in a bottle.

"Please let me go." even I felt tired of repeating this.

"No can do, Now I brought you some pain medication since you look like you've been run over several times." He placed the glass of water in my hand along with 2 little white pills.

"How do I know you aren't poisoning me?" I whispered to myself not intending for him to hear.

Lucas chuckled, "that isn't fun at all, I prefer torturing before killing my victims. Now I suggest you take these before Angelo comes in here and shoves these down your throat."

Angelo...that must be his name. I never was one to focus on town gossip or the news, I just focused on my school work and my job so I had zero clues as to what these people's names were besides The Fearless One's.

"When will you kill me?" I asked looking up at him, I've already cried all the tears I could and pleaded as much as I could. I felt empty and emotionless once again so I figured that I should just prepare myself for my death anyway.

"Eager huh? No worries, Angelo will brief you on your 'fate' in a little bit." with that Lucas walked out of the room.

I looked at my legs, I had been wearing shorts so I could see all the bruises that have formed over the past 1 or 2 days. If only I could see my face right now, it was most likely covered in bruises and ...blood. I felt disgusted thinking of Seans blood on my body. His eyes, they were looking right into mine as he died. I felt repulsed.

20 minutes later I felt uncomfortable, I couldn't even lay comfortably since my bladder was filled to the brim. In any second I'd be peeing on their white duvet, that would be embarrassing.  Unable to hold it I called out for Lucas. I was scared of him but I rather ask him to use the bathroom instead of Angelo.

"MR. LUCAS, PLEASE I NEED YOUR HELP." "LUCAS....LUCAS"

I was shocked when not only Lucas burst into the room but so did Angelo and 2 other muscular men. "WHAT" yelled Angelo.

Oh no, why did the devil himself come?

"Uhm..I need to use the bathroom and-and I was wondering if you could take this cuff off of me?" 

Angelo rolled his eyes and the two other guys looked at me amusingly.

"Do you think you're at a hotel or something?" Angelo asked. I swallowed hard knowing that I shouldn't even think of replying to him. As I worked hard to avoid his glare he walked over to me and roughly uncuffed me.

He yanked me up and pinned a gun into my back. My eyes widened and breath hitched. Angelo guided me to a door in the room which was the bathroom.

He pushed me inside and said "Quickly."

I nodded and closed the door. When I looked at myself in the mirror I was surprised to see that my face, although my right cheek was swollen and bruises decorated it, was free of any blood. Someone must've cleaned me up. Ignoring it I fixed my hair back and peed. As I washed my hands I looked at myself in the mirror once again. My green eyes looked lifeless, Lucas was right, I looked like I've been run over several times.

"HURRY UP" Angelo yelled as he knocked on the door.

I quickly opened the door and nearly collided with his body as he was standing directly in front of the door way. I looked up at him and didn't say anything. Angelo once again pinned the gun behind my back but instead of leading me back to the bed he led me outside of the room.

I took this chance to take in my surroundings, this house was beautiful. It was huge and light shone in from the tall windows. 

We walked down a familair corridor and I found myself in the office once again. Angelo sat me down in a chair and he walked to sit behind his desk as Lucas and the two men from before came to stand behind me.

After what seemed like forever Angelo finally spoke. "Now, Sean is clearly dead and you know that I can't just let you go. I have no way of knowing what he and the Smiths were cooking up but luckily I have you...his whore."

I felt pissed off, because I wasn't a whore and why did he kill Sean if he needed him so badly. 

"You're going to stay here until I can confirm that you are as clueless as you say you are."

Stay here? I was flabbergasted.

"What I'm saying is final so don't try to argue about this with me unless you'd like your left cheek to match your right." 

This is great.