Taken

Chapter 11

I sat in the living room with a blanket over my lap and Matt on my right hand side. Matt's arm was resting behind my head. I yawned and moved closer to him so that my head was resting on his shoulder. Without saying anything he pulled me into him closely.
"You're so warm." I whispered sleepily. He didn't respond but I could see him smile out the corner of my eye.

I continued watching The Lord of the Rings: Fellowship of the Ring on the massive flatscreen tv. The fire roared beside it warming the entire room. Henry walked into the room and placed some mugs on the coffee table and sat down on the other side of me, he grabbed my legs and pulled them over his lap, moving the blanket so it was still covering them and now him. I smiled at him and focused back on the movie. Henry's phone went off and he moved my legs, stood back up and left the room.

"We have a meeting. I need to take Matt with me for this one. Max and Erik will be with us. I've arranged for Alex to come and bring a few others with him to guard. We should only be a couple of hours, we will call ahead if we are going to be later. Be good and don't do anything we wouldn't approve of. I'm trusting you on this to be good." Henry said putting his hand on the back on my head and leaning forward and kissing my forehead.

"I've given them instructions on ways to deal with you if you're not compliant." Erik said with a smile before he turned and walked out the room. Max shook his head to Henry and followed Erik out the room.

Matt stood up and moved towards Henry.

I stared out the window beside me. The thick snow made me completely rethink everything I had thought about trying to get away.

"Be good." Matt said, turning and walking out the room with Henry.

I sat alone in the big living room for the rest of the movie. The silence was unsettling. I quickly got up and moved to the kitchen. Alex and a few of the other men from the night I had been kidnapped sat there. I froze when I entered the room. All eyes turned and looked at me.

"He shot me because of you." Ryan said staring at me. I felt my eyes go wide as I turned and sprinted out the room. As I rounded a corner I ran into someone. To my horror it was Ryan's brother, who I'd come to learn his name was Theo. I gasped and tried to pull out of his arms but he wouldn't let me go.

"I didn't know that he would hurt him! Please I didn't even know what was going on!" I pleaded, trying my best to fight my way out of his grip as he dragged me back to the kitchen.

As we entered the kitchen, the lights went out suddenly. I gasped and the men in the kitchen seemed to switch from chill mode to work mode.

"I'll get her to her room. You guys go see what the fuck is going on. Ryan, with me." Together, Ryan and Theo started moving me from the kitchen. All my instincts were telling me to fight, which I tried to do.
Theo angrily threw me into the wall and held me there tightly.

"Stop fucking around. This isn't part of the plan." He grabbed me and dragged me the rest of the way to my room. Both men pushed me in and locked the door.

I ran to the door and desperately tried to open it, but it was locked up tight. I could hear them move off down the hall. Just as I was about to call out for them to come back I hear thumping and multiple groans come from the hallway.
"No!" Theo yelled, before another thump silenced him.

"Oh god." I whispered, slowly backing away from the door and covering my mouth with my hands. I quickly searched the room and dived under the bed. Moving as far back against the wall as I could, hoping that the darkness would consume me.

The door was kicked open and I instinctively and unintentionally screamed. I quickly grabbed my mouth again and hoped that they wouldn't be able to find me.

The room was so dark that I couldn't even see if the person had entered the room yet. My question was shortly answered by the floorboards around me began squeaking.

I held my mouth closed and strained my eyes to try and see the feet of the person. Suddenly my arm was grabbed and I was dragged out from under the bed. My screams echoed throughout the room.
The person pushed me to the bed and pinned my hands down before tying them up. I thrashed around as hard as I could. Whoever it was pulled me up and stared moving me forwards and them behind me. I tried kicking and punching and jamming my feet into the ground but he continued moving me as if i was nothing.
My fighting and screams only ceased when something came down and smacked me on the head. I fell to my knees, but didn't fall any further. His hands held me around my stomach. I felt dizzy and disorientated. He quickly tied up my feet.
Wordlessly he picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. My bound hands knocked against his gun belt. His body armour dug awkwardly into my stomach making me want to vomit.

His gruff voice faded in and out.
"I don't like hitting girls. But I've got a job to do and I'm going to get it done." He said, using his left hand to hold onto the back of my thighs. He picked up his handgun from the ground and slowly moved through the house. I watched as he stepped over Ryan and Theo. They didn't look dead, only unconscious.

My head was spinning and I was going in and out of consciousness. The man loaded me into a blacked out van and drove off quickly.
I lay on the ground dazed and confused. My head was throbbing painfully, I rolled around every turn he took, until I was painfully rammed into the side of the van when he turned a sharp corner.

What felt like hours dragged by until we finally stopped. The man opened the van doors and grabbed my foot, dragging me into him.
He pulled me over his shoulder and walked to a small bed. He dropped me onto it and handcuffed me to the pipes next to the bed.

Wordlessly, he parted my hair and gently ran some gauze over my forehead where he had pistol whipped me. I hissed in pain when the solution in it stung. He gently put some bandaids over the cut then stepped away.

"Whatever he's paying you, don't take it. He's crossing the wrong people by doing this." I whispered, my head throbbing. The man said nothing, only paused and looked down at me.
"They're the Murdock family." He seemed to register what came with this name.
"My father, the man you're working for sold me. My own father sold his only child to try and save his own skin." I paused, a lump forming in my throat at the betrayal of the man I once called my father.
"If they hadn't have paid what he was asking I would have been delivered somewhere much worse. I would be dead by now."

"The Murdock family." I watched as his face pinched slightly. He ran his hand over his face before muttering "fuck".
I flinched when he picked up and threw the table that was next to me, smashing it against the wall. I closed my eyes tightly and tried to calm my breathing.

***

I watched the man, who had been standing in the doorway starting at me. I had been pleading with him, explaining the situation and who was involved. He didn't respond to me. Distantly, I could hear a phone ringing, an old one. The man turned and left, walking in the direction of the ringing.
Desperately I tried to pull my hand through the cuff around my wrist. I whimpered when I felt it digging into my skin.

"They've offered new a deal." My eyes flicked to the man who was standing in the doorway again. I sheepishly stopped tugging on the cuff and looked to him.
"And?" I whispered, anxiety pooling in my stomach.
"I'm taking it." Internally I felt a wave of relief flood over me.
"You're lucky they seem pretty taken with you being their investment." I rolled my eyes and looked away.
"I'm a human being, not a fucking barbie doll." He smirked from the corner.

"Could have fooled me." He said walking over and undoing the cuffs and pulling me so that I was standing.
"Asshole." I whispered before I threw a punch at his jaw. It connected and I sobbed out when I felt my hand crunch. He didn't react, only grabbed me around the waist and pulled me into him tightly, my hands down by my side.

I whimpered as the pain in my hand ran up my arm.
"That was not smart." He grunted, cuffing my hands in front of me again.

We silently walked to the van, he opened the back doors and motioned me inside. I shook my head and tried to back away slightly. He pulled on the cuffs, sending me sprawling into the back of the van.
"Keep quiet." He said as he slammed the doors shut.