Her Revenge

Remember Me?

"WAKE UP!"

My head flew to the side, almost cracking off my neck like a twig. Pain began in my cheek spreading throughout my entire face. Eyelids squinting to the point of seeing stars. I rolled my tongue in my mouth, checking for the metallic taste that was sure to develop in my gums. The chains around my wrists tightened and shook. My body hanging on by a thread.

'Well that definitely woke me up'

My feet draped over the ground, knees bent. I felt the heat of the being in front of me, their breath full of cigarettes. I inhaled slowly, preparing myself and using my only lasting energy to force myself upwards to give my arms a rest, feeling the hardwood floor beneath me and pushing against it.

All the memories of where I was, washed into my brain like 10 foot waves. Crashing into my mind and penetrating me. I remembered everything, the trafficking house, the bloody men, the fight, and... Hunter

My lip did it again, the twitch. I was beginning to think that I needed some medication for this rage.

My breath came out harsh as I opened my eyes, attempting let the person know that I wasn't afraid.

'I could never be afraid'

I stared into the dark eyes, striking them with my stormy blue ones. My eyelids slowly falling into a glare.

They were so close to me, and I recognised the unmistakable moustache and scruff surrounding his thin lips and covering his olive skin.

I really wanted to smack the smirk off his face.

"Hello, little one" His voice curved the words, making them sound wicked

His hand reached for my blonde hair, pushing it towards my ear as his eyes pondered over my visible skin. Big mistake.

I whipped my head and bit down on his finger, not letting go until I tasted his disgusting blood.

He ripped his hand away and spurted in Italian, what I'm sure was insults, holding his injured hand into his stomach. His companion pointed his gun at me, astonishment clearly written in his eyes.

"Giù" Sergio spoke and the man lowered his gun

He paced towards me, but distanced himself a good metre.

'I'm glad he's learned his lesson'

"Who the fuck you are girl?" I felt like laughing at his sentence mishap, but I knew better.

I wanted to collapse, fall asleep and get away from the pain that surrounded my body.

I just shrugged, not really feeling this conversation. My bored facade was only to disguise what I really felt.

There were a few things that came before fear for me though, first is anger. Not much of a surprise there. And I couldn't think about anything after that, if I did then I just might end up giving into it.

He grabbed my head painfully with his two hands, "You will not be so quiet when you see what I have for you next little girl"

With that, he shoved my face back. Letting me figure out what my next move was as he left the room. Leaving me with my dark and fearful thoughts.

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Hunters POV

"Do you have ANYTHING?" I whisper-shout at Chase and Jacob

They hang their heads.

"Great" I mutter

"Oh I'm sorry did you bring anything for a situation like this, or was it just our responsibility?" Chase retorted