The devil all the time// a short Matthew Gray gubler fanfic

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I fluttered my eyes open and let a groan escape my lips as I felt a sharp pain on the right of my head I'm pretty sure it's bleeding because I can feel stuff dripping down the side of my temple. I looked up slowly to see that I was in a large dark room with only a little bit of natural light, the floor was covered in dust dirty shoe prints and old ripped up newspaper pages, the door was a dirty gold revolving door I looked at the walls and they were also dirty with with blood splattered all over them making me instantly feel sick and panicky, I started to freak out and try to stand up and move but my hands were tied tightly to a chair, tears started to brim in my eyes as i moved my hands around hoping to break out of the ropes, I looked to my left and there was lots of stories to this building and elevators, Am I in an abandoned mall or some shit?
Seconds later I heard male voices and footsteps coming my way making my heart speed up abnormal amounts, I looked down to my lap to see droplets of blood on my thigh and on the top of my knee, so my head is bleeding, great.
The five men came into view as they walked over to me "oh, your awake, good" the guy with the dirty blonde hair said walking to the side of me keeping a fair distance.
I still couldn't see his face properly which is making me feel even more uneasy "what do you want from me?" I asked letting tears fall "we want information" he said making me frown my eyebrows at his still nonexistent face "information? About what?" I asked confusion laced in my voice, he smacked my head off a wall which now I've probably got a concussion and he kidnapped me to get information I don't have? Just how I wanted to start off my Friday night "the men you were with. Why were you with them? Do you work for them?" He asked pulling up a chair in front of me but not sitting down on it yet he was standing being it with his hands on the back of the chair, fair to say the man has nice hands, what!? No I cannot be thinking like this, he kidnapped me. "What? No, don't know them, I don't know who they are" I shrugged hoping he would believe me, he sighed and put his head down gripping the chair tighter "I'm gonna ask you one last time and your gonna answer, okay?" He said "why were you with them tonight?" He asked again but I still didn't have an answer "I don't know! Please just let me go, I don't know who the guys were!" I yelled while sobbing, I did in fact know who the guys were I didn't know them well enough to know their names but I was with them so I did know them but I didn't want to get Val or anyone in trouble even though the three guys are now dead, I don't even know why this guy has me here. "why the fuck are you lying to me?" He said calmly but you could tell he was pissed off "I'm not" I shook my head looking down at my lap "okay, well, rob you know what to do" he said walking alway I looked up with frowned eyebrows looking to the right of me to see a tall fat guy with a shiny silver knife walking towards me, I gulped as he grabbed my chin and tilted my head up pressing the knife to my throat "no, no, no, please no" I sobbed as the sharp metal was pressed more to my skin but not puncturing it yet "wait, wait! wait!" I yelled out making the guy that kidnap me stop walking and turn his head to me a bit, he walked over and put his hand up signaling to the bald guy to put the knife away, he did what he was told and I let out a sigh of relief at the fact I'm not on the floor with my throat cut open yet "so?" He asked putting his hands in his pockets, I sighed and looked down at my lap "I don't know exactly who they are but I know them" I said looking up at him again "see, now we're getting somewhere" he said putting the chair closer to me and sitting down on it finally revealing his face which put me into complete shock, right here in front of me was a man with a chiseled jaw and a perfectly sculpted face with brown eyes and the prettiest small smile with stubble on his top lip and around the usual places, I couldn't believe that such a beautiful man could be so ugly on the inside, what am I saying? God Darlene, He kidnapped you and cracked your head off a wall I'm surprised I don't have fucking dementia.
"How did u meet them?" He asked leaning back on the chair and folding his arms looking at me with frowned eyebrows "my friend was seeing one of them, the fat one with the short black hair, I don't know his name and I don't know the other two either, they were German" I said looking at him "what do you mean she was seeing him?" He asked leaning forward on the seat "she was fucking him, okay? Why am I here?" I yelled at him "who's your friend?" He asked standing him "why" I asked with frowned eyebrows looking up at him "who's your friend?" He repeated louder leaning down a bit to be face level with me, the tone of his voice pissed me off so I swallowed down the fear and spat in his face "I'm not telling you shit" I snarled leaning inches away from his face, next thing I know something hard and cold collided with my face, my cheek was throbbing and I could taste blood in my mouth, I spat and you guessed it, there was blood, lovely.
"Well, that's not very lady like" he said wiping my spit off his face, I groaned and put my head down squeezing my eyes shut because I'm now in severe pain and have a migraine, he sat back on his chair with his legs open with both his arms on either sides of the chair while he stared at me "I'm not usually a spitter" I shook my head a bit swallowing the extra blood that's in my mouth, he chuckled at my rude joke and still sat there and stared at me which made my blood boil even more "what are you trying to be, huh? Scar face? The Walmart version of Toni Montana?" I chuckled tilting my head looking at him "your gonna give me a woody if you keep talking like that" he said sarcastically with a smirk such made my smile fade and my blood boil more, I slid off my heel and lifted up my foot up his leg to his thigh "oh really?" I asked flirtatiously he watched my foot get higher up, I watched as he bit his lip as my foot got to his crotch, I rubbed it slowly then lifted my foot and kicked him in the dick "fuck you" I said angrily as he grabbed his now sore dick in his hand but a few seconds later I was met with the face of an angry man with his hand around my neck choking me, usually I would be into this but I think he's trying to kill me so not so much "who the fuck do you think you are? Huh?" He said through gritted teeth one hand was on his area and the other was wrapped tightly around my throat making it hard for me to breathe "there's nothing that's stopping me from putting a bullet right between your pretty little eye" he spat with pure hatred, I gasped for air wanting to come back with a bitchy remark but I couldn't I wasn't able to inhale or exhale making me try and burst out of the rope that was tied round my wrists "boss, I think she's good" I heard one of them say faintly "boss!" The same guy yelled, I was definitely about to go unconscious until his hand let go of my throat and I gasped for air a few times.
Once I caught my breath I spoke up again "can I go home now?" I asked looking to the right of me to see him with his back facing me "hm no, I could use you for something, rob get her untied and follow me" he said walking away what did he mean by use me for something? Was I going to be a sex slave? Was I going to get sold? "what do you mean!?" I yelled after him but he never listened "hey! Dickhead!" I yelled but still no reply I felt a sensation on my wrists as they were cut from the rough rope, the scary fat bald guy beside me grabbed the top of my arm and yanked me up harshly "hey, what are you doing?" I asked trying to pull away from him but obviously I was way to weak and failed miserably, I where the hell are they taking me, I managed to grab my shoe on the way so I had one heel on and one heel off so I was limping all the way to the other guy.
I put my heel on as I seen him press a button and the doors opened me now realising we were standing in front of a elevator, they rlly need to get some lights in here, the two men walked into the elevator ahead of me but I stayed at the other side of the doors, my breathing started to get heavy as my right hand started to squeeze my left four arm, something I do when I'm scared or nervous, I thought about running but I know for a fact if I did none of these men would hesitate to shoot me in the head, I shuffled nervously looking at the two guys in front of me "I can't go in there" I said quietly as a tears fell from my eye and I started to shake "why?" My kidnapper asked with frowned eyebrows, I tried to speak but I was so scared I couldn't "she has a fear of elevators" I snapped my head to the guy I believe is called rob, that's the first thing he's said since I've been here, the leader looked at rob then at me reading my facial expression, I know what your thinking how can someone have a fear of elevators, it's not the fact I'm scared of the elevator it's self but it's I'm scared of it stopping and us getting stuck in there then I try to get out and it starts working again and chops me in half, I had a dream about it one time and ever since then I've never went in an elevator again, Val got in one one time and it stopped which made the fear worse but thankfully I wasn't there when it happened.
"Come on, get in, it's just an elevator" he said I put a mental note to ask what his name is because I can't keep calling him the guy with the dirty blonde hair or my kidnapper "that's the whole point" I said not looking at him my arm was now red raw and sore I didn't even realise I was still doing it until I looked down "move" he said angrily obviously wanting me to hurry up and get in the thing, I can't get in the doors will close on me and I'll get squashed, he walked over to me and grabbed my wrist harshly making me wince in pain pulling me into the elevator which I tried my hardest to pull back from him but again I failed, I stood frozen at the back of the elevator with the two scary men, the thing jilted making me almost shit myself, I looked down at my hands and realised that I was holding the leaders hand and bicep and my body was pressed up against his, I wanted to let go of him so bad but I was to scared to so I didn't, I looked up at him and he was looking straight on with a slight smile making my heart beat a bit faster, what is going on? I can't find this guy attractive he literally kidnapped me choked almost to death hit me in the face with a gun smashed my head off a wall and shot up a nightclub I was at. He looked at me from the side of his eye making me instantly look away and clear my throat, a bell went off and the elevator stopped making me squeeze his arm again, I let go of him as fast as possible and he walked in front of me heading out the elevator door "it wasn't that bad was it?" He asked as I walked beside him "it was horrible" I frowned my eyebrows at him a bit then we came to a stop, we were in front of a black door with a shiny silver handle, he pulled out a key then turned to rob "thanks rob" he gave him a nod and he walked away, the door opened revealing huge apartment everything was black and gold