Blood and Water

Chapter 50: Empty

Empty - NF

Chibs POV

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I sat in the dark, cold room for hours on end. I wanted to sleep, but I wasn't going to risk them coming in with me being sound asleep. I think it was morning, I'm not sure. Lou came in with her angry boyfriend behind her. He came straight over to me.

"Listen, Jax hasn't been answering his phone. We're getting nowhere with you or Bobby. So, you have one chance to tell us what we want, or, I'm gonna take Bobby's eye."

I looked at him. "Jax isn't pickin' up?"

He pulled out his phone and dialed a number. Jackie's voice mail message spoke, then Remington said, "Hello, Jackson. It's a shame you couldn't come to the phone. If you don't answer again, terrible things are going to happen." He punched me in the stomach and I groaned from the pain. He punched me in the face and said, "I hope you realize what is going to happen the next time you don't answer your f*cking phone."

Punching me again and again, making sure he hit loud enough and I made enough noise to have it pick up on the phone. I laughed at him, and he hit me harder, pushing my chair over. I braced for impact, holding my head up so it didn't hit the tile floor again.

Something broke on the chair. My arm was free. If they didn't notice, I would have a chance, an out. Someone came in and told Remington they needed him. I was expecting Lou to go out with him, but she stayed on the other side of the room.

She walked over to me and fixed the chair. As she started to walk away, I grabbed her hand. She looked down at it, not noticing the other one was loose. I didn't say anything to her and she just looked down at me.

"Thank you," she whispered, after a few moments.

I scoffed, "For what?"

"When...he was hitting me, you told him to stop. Even though we're doing this to you, you tried to stop him."

I chuckled, and said, "Slut," under my breath.

"What?"

Still holding her wrist with my right hand, I reached up and grabbed her throat with my left. I squeezed my hand tight around her throat and I said, "You have some nerve sayin' that to me. Thankin' me and then watch him do the same sh*te again and again. So, here's how ya can thank me, you're gonna help me get outta here. Ya wanna know why? Because you are nuthin' other than a skinny whore who Remington wants to keep around."

I didn't realize she grabbed a club or a bat, I don't even know what it was, but she hit me, hard. I let go of her to hold my head from the impact. She screamed as loud as she could for Remington.

"Oh, sh*te," I groaned, knowing how bad this was going to be.

He and two other men came rushing in. They saw Lou, holding her neck, coughing and gasping for air, and me, one arm free. The two guys went behind me, holding me down. 

Remington went to Lou, looking her over. "You're gonna regret that, you son of a b*tch!" he snarled, leaving Lou and punching me in the face. They held me down as he hit me over and over again. 

I looked up at her and she was watching me, how I smiled. "F*ck him," she said, quietly.

"What?" Remington asked.

"Get him out of the chair and let him hang there," she hissed, still looking at me.

I saw him smile. "You heard her, boys."

They tied my hands together and put them on a chain above my head. It slowly went up higher, pulling me off the ground. The three of them hit me so hard, I was swinging from it. Then, they stopped. And walked out. Leaving my hanging.