I woke up to flies buzzing. My head felt like it wanted to explode as I tried opening my eyes. It reeked of dead bodies. There were a few bones laying everywhere. I started to cry and panic. As I tried to get up. I realized I was tied to the chair. I gave up hope. My dreams gave me a chance to peek into my future. Was this the end of me? I sat there staring at the bones, wondering if I would be another addition to the collection. I heard keys dangling as the door knob moved a bit. The door opened. The figure walked up to me slowly blowing out smoke. The lights in the room came on. I squinted my eyes at first at the abruptness. He smirked.
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He approached me and held my chin up. "Told you I would see you real soon." I yanked my head out of his grip. He laughed. "Ok miss fiesty." I looked at him with evil eyes. "So...you gonna tell me where your little boyfriends are? Or are you going to make me disfigure that pretty face of yours?" He said coming down to my level. Out of anger I spat in his face. He was a bit thrown off by it, but the punch to my check that followed made my tooth rip out of my gum. That pain was felt in my toes. "Take her upstairs" he snarled. Two men forced me up, each holding my arm. There was loud music and men making noises at the end of the corridor. I even heard moaning as we walked passed a few rooms. We entered a cleaned room. There was a dentist chair in the middle that had an arm extender. All sorts of thoughts came to my mind. I was already in pain but thoughts of being in more pain was running through my mind as they strapped my lifeless body to the chair. Tears rolled down the side of my eyes. They injected my arm with something. "Now I'm going to ask you one more time honey. Where is Erik?" He asked. I looked at him. I struggled to speak with my swollen cheek. "I don't know" I said. He bowed his head. He hand motioned for the guy to bring the cart of instruments that was laid out. "This will hurt" he said as he grabbed my finger, using a razor blade to dig out my finger nail. I bawled in agony. I just wanted to die already. My muscles felt so relaxed but I felt every pain. My heart rate was through the roof as he dropped my fingernail in a cup. "One down...9 more to go...unless you tell me where he is." I wanted to tell him just so I won't have to feel more pain, but another part of me wanted to lie. "I called him. Gave me an unknown location to meet him through the vehicle's gps." He sat there and looked at me for a minute. "Bring me the phone will you," he asked one of the guys. They gave him my burner phone. He scrolled through the phone, finding the last number that called. He put it on speaker and pressed his finger on his lip insisting that I said nothing. "You at the location?" I heard Erik ask. The guy said nothing. There was silence for a bit until Erik hung up the phone. He looked at me and held my middle finger up. "No no no no no...that's the truth. He told me to meet him ther-" I tried to convince him but he continued to cut my fingernail off of my finger. I cried. I couldn't feel my fingers anymore. They were numb. I started to cold sweat. "Get me those coordinates" he said angrily. "Y'all can do whatever y'all want with her in the mean time. Just keep her alive" he said looking back at me one last time before he closed the door. 6 men hovered over me. "No please. please don't" I cried as one of them ripped my jeans and the other took a scissors and cut my top open leaving me naked. "Oh we all gonna have fun with you girl" one guy said rubbing his hands. I couldn't fight. My body wasn't allowing me to do anything. They all pulled down their pants, rubbing their dicks. Some hit me in the face with it until one got on top of me and forcefully entered me. I cried out. I was suffering. They each took rounds after rounds. I didn't care anymore about living anymore. I just wanted this to end. The thought kept occurring in my head that God was punishing me. Seconds felt like hours through this torture as they laughed and pleased theirselves. The guy came back in the room. They all tried putting their dick's quickly in their pants. "Gentlemen...did y'all have to distort her clothes? Can't let our guests see her like this now can we?" He said calmly. They unbuckle the straps that pinned me down. My lifeless body fell to the ground. They dragged me down the dark and dirty hallway into another room. A girl who seamed to be a prisoner here as well was holding a large white shirt. She was gentle as she clothed me. They then dragged me to somewhere in the building and sat me on a chair and tied me up again. Two men stood beside me as they waited for whom ever. The door opened and in walked Erik and Michael. "What the fuck!" Michael said as he was about to run to me but was stopped by one of the men. "Now now. She ain't yours anymore" the guy said putting his hand on my shoulder. "What did you do to her!" Erik growled as he bawled his fist seeing my condition. "Well she lied obviously and said nothing...just to protect you. So she had to pay a price. You know this Erik, I mean c'mon...you and Michael were my best partners." Blood was pooling in my mouth so I spit it out. "Look man...the beef is between us...not her. She didn't do anything. Let her go man" Michael pleaded. He shook his head. "There's a price for that" he said. Michael and Erik looked at each other knowing the decision was already final. "A life for a life." Erik said defeated. The guy nodded. "Well then, get it over with then." Erik said walking foward. The man gave head signals to his men to hold Erik. The guy beside me untied my hands from the back of the chair. I tried my hardest to find the strength to walk. As I walked passed the man slowly I heard a gun shot and looked at Erik as it penetrated. Everything felt like it was in slow motion as I fell to the ground. He tried to get out of the guy's grip yelling. The pain came on intensely. Shots were fired from everywhere until I heard nothing. It went black. I opened my eyes slowly as the sunlight peeked it's way through. The heart monitor echoed in my ears. I looked around the room to see a woman wearing a white coat at my foot side writing down something. I tried to say something but my mouth was filled. As my heart rate increased, she looked up at me and quickly called a nurse in. The nurse tried to calm me down until she ended up getting annoyed and started squeezing my throat. I tried holding her hand looking at the doctor but they all stood there smiling. I stifled until it became pitch black again. I heard voices. Screams, cries. In the midst, I saw a little boy reaching out for me to hold his hand, but the more I tried, the further he went. "Mommy I need you" the little boy cried. And that's where I realized, that was my unborn son. I was pregnant when I left Aaron. I didn't want to keep the child so I had to get rid of it. Now here he was. I called out for him but I couldn't find him. It was so dark, i couldn't even see what was in front of me but the continuous echos kept getting louder and louder. "Why didn't you love me mommy? I loved you." He stood right next to me. Those words hit me hard. He was such a handsome little boy. "I did love you. I did" I said kneeling to meet his level. "Then why am I dead mommy?" A shocked look hit my face at the conclusion, was I dead too? I shook my head as tears flowed down my cheeks. "I'm so sorry" I said crying. He held my cheek. "It's ok mommy," he said smiling. I looked at him. Then he started patting my face hard. "C'mon Jill stay with me" the little boy said but in a familiar voice. I looked at him confused as he tapped my face again. I gasped as I opened my eyes abruptly. I looked around as I realized I was on the ground but outside the building in Michael's embrace. I still heard gunshots. I looked up at him trying to sit-up but the stabbing pain in the back appeared. "Whoa there. Don't get up. I'll carry you" he said lifting me up. I winced. As we got to his van, there was an explosion. "Where's Erik?" I struggled to ask. "He's in there...but I have to get you to the hospital now! You bled out a lot" he said laying me on the back seat. "I'm not leaving without Erik. I need to know he's ok." Michael sighed. "Jill...he's going to be fine. He ordered me to get you to the hospital and we are going right now" he said buckling me up. The pain was getting worse that I cried out. Michael drove like a lunatic on the road as he tried keeping me awake as he rushed to the hospital. My body was starting to get feverish. I shivered. "What happened? How did you end up getting kidnapped? I thought you said you lost them?" Michael asked all at once. I swallowed my the blood. "I thought I did. But when the light changed, another vehicle ran into me and knocked me out. I woke up in a room and they transferred me to another room." I looked at my bloody fingers that didn't have nails on them. Tears streamed down my face as I remembered. "He asked me for the location at first but I spat in his face. He boxed me in the face. Then I was transferred to another room and He cut off my fingernails cause I wasn't giving him your exact location. Then he made all his guys rape me over and over Michael." He looked at me through the rear view with anger boiling up inside him. "Wish I was the one to skin him alive." Someone called him and he reassured the person that he was almost there. I hope it was Erik he was speaking to. We pulled up to the hospital and there was a team waiting outside. He carefully laid me on the stretcher. Michael held my hand as they sped down the corridor. "I'll be right here with you. I'm not going anywhere" he said. "Sir! This is the furthest you can go." The nurse told him before he let my hand go. They rolled me into the operating rooom and transferred me onto the operating bed. I've been through the worst, but I was still scared to be knocked out again. They hooked me up to every machine possible, attaching the IV onto my hand vein. I flinched a bit. The nurse stood right next to me asking me to count for her. "Ok um...1...2...3...4.......5........6.........7"my eyes started feeling heavy as I was starting to relax "eigh-" was the last thing I said before I knocked out.
