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[Chapter 16]
[Thai]
Even before I opened my eyes I knew I was in some sort of danger. "Here you go sir, we have her alive just like you asked." The leaders dark voice said. "But there was two casualty while getting her here."
"That's fine, just as long as she's safe." A very familiar voice asked. "Your payment is in the front house. $10,000 cash."
"Thank you Sir." The guy said before leaving.
"Guards keep all your attention on cell four . If any thing happens to her you're dead." The familiar yelled, threatening him. "I'm leaving."
That's all I heard before I fell back asleep from the aching headache.
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I stirred at the loud footsteps that drew closer to where I was, but then it the steps turned back around going to other ways.
The nausea of the hit still remained dulling my focus.
I tried to move but realised that my foot was chained to a floor, which was pined flatly on the ground. I tried to push myself up but the limbs in my hand were weak causing me to fall back down.
Fighting the sleep that still knock at the door of my mind, I looked over saw a bed.
Oh thank Jesus.
I tried to crawl over but I feel back down on my way towards the bed.
The knees of my pants was ripped open from one if them men dragging me by my hair toward this cell, causing me to feel the cold concert ground, as I tried to drag my self across the room to the bed. I could feel my wound worsening.
I tried to again bring myself up however as I almost reached the bed I was pulled backwards by the chains.
Damn they where too short.
I cleared my throat and looked around. I couldn't really see anything but more cells. "Hello is anyone there?" I called out.
"That's not a good idea." A weak voices warned me.
I looked to the left of my feel to see a figure looking at me.
I ignored the voice and continued to call out.
"Can you shut the hell up!" Another voice echoed back at me. "People are trying to sleep."
Rude much. "Can I just ask you where my kids are?" No one answered leaving me in silence. "Please!" I begged.
Suddenly I heard loud footsteps pound against the concept floor made me have chills inside. "You fucked up now." The weak voice said."
Who the hell was coming.
A shadow blocked my view from the few light that's was streaming through this cell. Keys jiggled as the person opened the rusty gate.
I looked up and I quickly regretted it. Msg the lord be in my side today.
Looking up I saw the man was as round as a orange, taking up a little more than half of the cells space.
In that moment I thanked God for my size. Never will I say I'm unattractive. Face beaten up and all.
His skin moved in ripples, like pebbles that dropped in a puddle, as he waddled closer towards me. Sweat was oozing out of his skin like waterfalls. His smell like pure dog shit. His hair was stuck down to his face with the natural beauty product of sweat.
His clothes were drenched in the grease of oily foods, and the smell of his sweat was enough to make me fall back and die or maybe lose my sense of smell altogether.
"I told you to shut up, didn't I darling." He wheezed out of breath, getting about an inch away from my face, running his hand down my cheek.
I recoiled back in disgust. "I'm taken." I answered.
He breathing like a disgusting panting pig with asthma and can never catch his breath, that was killing people because it was so nasty. He huffed. "Now baby, shut your mouth before I shut it for you." He shouted licking his lips before turning around.
When he told me that, I said what any rational teenager would say when they were threaten by a fatter person than themselves.
This really was not really the best idea but hey you in live once right. Or what, you going to sit in me. Make me into a chocolate pancake." I jibed.
"You shouldn't have said that babe." The voice of the hoarse lady told me.
"I agree." I whispered back.
Big mistake.
I thought Roman was a boxer. But this guy was well above.
For the next hour or so I was punched in the face, stomach, everywhere, repeatedly, painfully.
Thankfully most of his picked was below my neck.
"That's enough Gerald." I heard the lady shout.
"Shut up Carmen or you'll be next." He yelled back after us said that the place went silent.
After about the thirtieth punch I lost count after a while I finally saw the darkness and walked to it.
I will never underestimate the stamina of everyone again.
Who am I kidding, I Usain Bolted to that joy of blackness to get away from the pain I was currently receiving.
Before I passed out I heard him say, "Now you little bitch show me some respect before I really kill you, followed by shouting screaming and a two gun shots.
But I couldn't stay awake any longer to see what was happening so I passed out.
All I wanted to know was if my kids are okay.
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When I woke up I felt excruciating pain radiating through my body, from the beating I received.
I'm surprised I didn't turn into masked potatoes.
It was like I was being hit repeatedly by a hammer.
It was all because of that bastardised fool. Just one simple answer could have stopped all of this. Yes or no was all he had to say. I admit it was my fairly for making fun of him but...
It was probably my fault.
The smell of blood clouded my nostrils and I had this certain urge to find the source and empty out its system dry.
The feeling quickly left my mind leaving me confused as hell.
What was that?
I shook it off as my eyes cleared away the current blur that was preventing me from seeing clearly. "You got his ass killed." The voice whispered to me, who I assumed was the Carmen.
I jumped at the sudden voice. "Who?" I asked.
"The guy who beat your ass yesterday." She replied. "By the way you have the visitor." She continued. "He's the killer." Carmen said lowly.
Alerted I glance around the room and saw someone slumped down on a chair starring at me.
I squinted my eyes to try the make out his face but it wasn't happening.
I might attempt another try to see if children are okay. Or god forbidden died.
I sat there watching him as he stared back. I cleared my throat. "Excuse me sir, I'm sorry disturb your little staring contest, but can you tell me if my kids are okay? Th..ere is two of them. Babies. They where in the car in front of mine." I pleaded with my voice cracking between words, hoping was kinder than the other guy.
The waterfall of tears wouldn't stop falling from my face.
He started sitting on the chair like I didn't say anything. "Please sir." I begged. "Just a simple yes or no!" I besought him to answer but he wouldn't budge.
I looked down and closed my eyes as drops of water slowly ran down my face. I wiped them so much that I knew they were certainly really red and swollen.
When I went to looked back around to see the guy my vision was blurry; it was difficult for me to him see even the tiniest bit.
All of sudden he roughly got up from the chair; the chair legs screeching loudly against the concrete floor.
He came up close to my face. I flinched back in fear as he grabbed my face. "Thai." He said quietly. "Why Roman? I..." He stared into my eyes but said nothing more.
I rolled my eyes at the sound of Romans name. Of course it was his fault in in here.
His voice was so familiar yet so foreign to me. The answer was at the top of my tongue.
I was about to say something but he sighed and let go off my face and stormed out the room muttering.
Well damn.
What does a girl have to do to make sure her kids are doing fine.
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Thank you all for reading.
Just a little valentine quote...
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For those who are in a relationship Happy Valentine's Day.
For those who are are single Happy Independence Day.
For those who are fighting for love happy Boxing Day.
For those who are waiting for a valentine gift happy fools day.
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Shaniaxxx