Taken

Chapter 7

I awoke to a sharp bumping. I sat up in the bed and looked around the room that I was in. The windows showed a runway as it started to slow and eventually stopped.

Within a few seconds the door to the room opened and Henry walked in followed by Matt. I groaned and put my head in my hands.
"I wasn't dreaming." I said shaking my head.
"Sorry darling. You weren't. We've landed now. So it's time to get to the cars and go home."

"How many times do I have to tell you that this will NEVER be my home!" I cried out, throwing extra emphasis on the never.

"You have 5 minutes to get ready; or we will make you leave the plane." Henry said, turning and walking out to the cabin, shutting the door.

I whimpered, then stood up and moved to the door. I took a deep breath before opening the door and walking out. Max and Erik were nowhere to be seen. Matt stood by the door right next to me and Henry sat by the exit door.

"I'm sorry. I'm just scared. I don't know what to think or what to do. I'll be honest, I don't feel safe." Henry nodded his head.
"I can't even begin to imagine how you feel, honestly. I hope some day soon you'll see that you are safe."

Without saying anything more I walked towards Henry with Matt following close behind me. We walked down the stairs of the plane and to a waiting luxury Range Rover.
The driver stood with the door open and nodded his head to Henry who climbed in first. Matt gently guided me into the car and climbed in after me. I tried to sit in the middle of the seat as possible as to not be touching the men either side of me. Henry put his arm behind my head again and gently ran his finger over my hair.

I cupped my trembling hands in my lap and squeezed tightly, so that my knuckles became white. I closed my eyes and tried to breathe deeply to calm myself.
A gentle hand on my left knee made me squeak as I turned to look at Matt who casually had his hand resting there. He smiled at me and gently squeezed it before moving it to his lap.

"The drive should take about half an hour. You can get some more sleep if you're tired." Henry said beside me. I nodded my head and leant it back on the headrest, namely Henry's arm again.

I felt groggy, and overly tired. I closed my eyes and let myself relax slightly. The car began moving and driving into the night. I felt Henry gently move my head so that I was leaning on him again.

"Erik gave her the sedative on the plane?" Henry asked, moving his arm that had been behind my head to hold me closely to his body.

"Yeah he did. It should help her sleep and stay asleep. It was in her tea." I felt Henry nod beneath me as I slipped into a welcome sleep.

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I awoke with a start and sat straight up in the bed I was in and looked around the large room. I groaned, remembering that everything I had been through was not a dream and that I in fact had been purchased, kidnapped, then flown to somewhere in the world. Shaking my head, I pulled my knees to my chest and cupped my face in my hands. Tears pricking my eyes.

My father sold me. Sold me to two of the most violent and dangerous gang bosses in the known world. I had heard stories about Max and Henry and how they had defeated rival organisations. From all reports they were utterly ruthless.

I pulled my head out my hands and flicked the fluffy doona back and stood up from the bed. Grogginess took over for a second and I sat back down on the edge of the bed. Focusing on my breathing. I looked around quickly then at my body, I was still wearing the jeans and spaghetti strap top but the shoes were sitting in the corner of the room.

I got up and quickly walked to the bathroom and went to the toilet. As I was washing my hands I noticed a toothbrush in a packet on the bench and quickly brushed my teeth.

"There's a brush in the top drawer as well." I screamed, unaware that someone was now watching me. I turned to Matt who stood leaning on the doorframe with a smirk on his face.

"Most people knock first!" I scolded him, which only made his smirk bigger. Without saying anything he nodded to the drawers. I quickly opened it and grabbed the brush, passing it through my long straight hair with ease. When I was done I turned to him and sarcastically smiled.
"I'm done now, is there anything else I can do for you?"

Matt didn't respond, only stood up from leaning and took a few steps towards me. I backed up into the sink and stared at him as he closed the gap between us and placed his hands either side of my body and onto the bench.
"Don't flirt with me." He whispered into my ear. My breathing caught in my throat and I turned my head to the side away from him, biting my lip.
"It's cute that you think you can tell me what to do." I said, turning my head back to him testing the waters.

Matt gently shook his head. Breathing out and making an "ah" sound.
"I told you not to flirt with me." His hand shot up and he cupped my cheek in his hand as he pushed his lips to mine. I was shocked at first, then quickly moulded into the kiss.
Matt pulled away with a smile on his face. He gently ran his hand down my neck and to my shoulder, gently pushing my hair back and fiddling with the spaghetti strap.

"Breakfast is ready. There are some clothes on your bed. I'll be waiting outside the door to walk you there." I stared at him puzzled.
"Breakfast? How long was I asleep for?" I asked quickly walking to the window and looking out.
"A while. Erik slipped you a sleeping tablet on the plane." My head snapped to him.
"He fucking what?" I demanded, taking a few hurried steps towards him.
"What did you do to me!" I yelled, pushing his chest. Matt didn't respond or react in any way.

"You ask me to trust you but then you go ahead and do shit like that behind my back. You violated whatever trust I was beginning to form, if any!" I screamed, picking up the closest thing to me, the brush, and throwing it at his chest.

It simply hit Matt in the chest and fell to the ground with a thud. He still didn't react or move.
"Fuck you." I yelled storming past him and into the room, completely bypassing the clothing on the bed and ripping the door open.

I walked into the hallway and paused. I could hear Matt following behind me. I stormed to the end of the hallway and back again as Matt stood watching me from the door.

"Right. Where the hell is it?" I demanded somewhat sheepishly. Matt lifted his hand pointing in the opposite direction I had been going. I didn't acknowledge Matt, rather stormed down the hallway towards wherever he had been told to take me.

My feet padded against the marble flooring as I rounded a counter into the open plan kitchen and dining room. Henry sat at the dining room table with a coffee and the paper. He didn't look up to me as I entered the room and that annoyed me.

"We need to talk. Who the hell do you think you are to drug me!" I screamed at Henry, smacking the paper out his hands, sending the shredded sheets to the ground.

Henry pouted for a second before looking up at me, smiling.
"Good morning to you too. It's good to see you up and awake."

I scoffed at his comment.
"Surprised are you? Seeming as you drugged me!" I yelled at him, motioning to Erik and Max who sat in the living room. They both stood up and walked into the dining room.

"What did you do to me." I demanded turning to Erik and punching him in the jaw. He didn't react, which annoyed me so I prepared myself to take another swing.

As if I'm slow motion, Matt's arms snaked around my waist and he spun me in the opposite direction so that we were facing Henry. Swiftly he grabbed my hands and crossed my arms over my chest and held me tightly.

My breathing was coming out ragged and in pants, my hair had flown over my face and was bellowing out with every breath I exhaled.

Henry was now standing and had a stern look on his face.

Oh god.