Part 59

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I'm sandwiched in between two heavy bodies not it giving me any room to move or fidget. My hands are taped together as well as my mouth. Only because I was once so familiar with the feeling, I recognize the tie around my eyes blinding me,

The silence in the car tells me the destination is already determined, these guys know exactly what they're doing making me realize my kidnapping isn't a mistake.

Tamir has been off edge recently, obviously not telling me exactly what's going on, but telling me that it's no longer safe for me to be out alone. I should have let Kent in with me. I realize that now more then ever. I regret it. So much.

My eyes heat up and trials of hot tears run down my cheeks. I just had to be so naive, why do I always have to mess things up? Now I have to get myself out this mess seeing I got myself in it.

Of course Kent would have noticed my absence by now and probably notified Tamir, I need to help him as much as I can so I'm not sent back in a body bag.

The car stops making me jerk forward, doors open to shut and I'm left, alone I believe. Slowly I reach up for my blindfold, I only want to get a sense of my surroundings for my escape, but I don't even get the chance.

A door swings open and I'm practically dragged out, my groan is muffled by the tape but I try gaining my balance just as immense hands catch me. Knowing that Tamir isn't even in the country, the hands could have fooled me.

I lean into the body trying to get a sense of familiarity but am shoved back in line. It wouldn't even make sense if it was Tamir, why would he be kidnapping me?

I'm lifted off the ground and thrown over the shoulders of somebody like I'm a rag doll. My hair fills forward as I feel all the blood rush to my ears. I'm getting a migraine so I start bagging on his back.

I know is crucial that I keep the details in mind so instead of counting my own steps, I count his. Each step, each punch. Fifty eight before we come to a stop and I'm placed down and a ding rings in the air, I'm led into what I think is an elevator and we just go up.

This alters my plan completely, how am I supposed to know what level I'm on? Or what level we started on?

We stop and I get to count my own steps this time before I hear a door open and I'm led in to be pulled down into a chair. My ankles are tied together with something more firm, I imagine it's rope, before my wrist are done the same way but behind my back.

At the sound of the door shutting I rub my wrist together prying to free myself. I can't be here, I shouldn't be here! I stop moving at the whisper of the door opening, waiting for the footsteps to sound.

Nothing.

Either they're watching me form the door or I've completely lost it. "Let's get this over and done with, shall we?" A voice says and they wonder in ripping the tape off my mouth causing me to groan before feeling the blindfold slide off me head.

The light is blinding making me blink hard a few times before I can really focus. "We have approximately four days before the earliest flight back, we could get so much done by then and then you're free to go."

I pick my head up meeting the girls eyes, I thought it would have been the redhead, but it isn't. It's that girl from the meeting I once attended...Tamir's sister? "Hi! Yes it's me. Don't worry, he'll forgive me, as long as you're alive.

"So," she crouches down, "I have this one issue with you. You're a distraction, a mere pass time for him, but lately it's just not the same. You're like a leach, you need to-a parasite! That's the word I'm looking for!

"Usually I'd have like a good month to breath the humanity out of you, but what's the fun in that if Tamy comes back. This is going to feel unreasonably rushed. That way I could just get rid of you."

"Didn't you just...you just said he wouldn't forgive you if you killed me." I mange out.

"Oh honey, I don't care if he forgives me or not. Us Kim's we're-we don't need emotional attachments, and that's what you're becoming. I just need a few information from you and then it's over."

"What do you mean it's over? You'll just kill me?" My eyes follow her as she stands.

"Ideally," she moves behind me and I nearly break my neck trying to follow her. "I have no other use for you, although now that you've mentioned it, I'm sure there's some men who would like to have their way with a girl like you."

"That's no what I meant..." she falls silent and I take it as a chance to get a little information. "If you're family, why would this be okay?"

"How long have you guys been together?" She stays behind me and I feel her hand run up my arm pushing my sleeves up.

"Ahh!" A icy metallic sharp tip is dug into my sink and she just continues to drag the blade down in a line. "What they hell are you doing?!"

"I asked you a question Halcyon. I won't repeat myself." My warm blood runs down my arm at the cut she made only for her to make another and I cry out again. "Are you ignoring me?"

"A few months!" My voice shakes.

"Has he ever mentioned anything about a Phoenix cube to you?" She draws another line.

"No!" I immediately answer.

"Think Halcyon!" She slashes my wrist. She's...she's craving something in my skin. Something large and excruciating.

"I don't know," I sob hanging my head. Blood trickles down to the tips of my fingers and drip off. "I...don't...know."

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