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I was struggling, I felt light-headed, and like I couldn’t breathe. My body was jostled and thrown around like I was on a fucking rollercoaster, and I couldn’t get off.
Every now and then, I would open my eyes, but it was always Isiah’s face I saw, his brow creased like he was worried, or maybe scared, which brought me utter fucking delight.
But I was confused.
I heard Ham’s voice.
I heard Romeo whisper we were getting out of there.
But they weren’t here. It was all so hazing.Maybe I was dreaming?
“There’s blood everywhere, boss,” the guy carrying me mumbled. “People are going to freak out.”
Isiah chuckled darkly as they stepped into an elevator. “Tonight is the club Halloween party, nobody got in the door without a costume. There’s going to be people covered in fake blood and gore all over the fucking place. One more girl dressed up as a zombie and having to be carried out because she’s had too much to drink isn’t going to be a problem.”
No.
I needed more time.
I couldn’t let him take me out. If he got me out the doors, who the fuck knew where he would take me and whether anyone would find me?
“Help!” I tried to scream as we exited the elevator, but it barely fell as a whisper from my lips. “Please help!”
Isiah laughed. I couldn’t see him as he was walking ahead of us, but I knew he was there, and I could see his smug smile on his face in my mind, making me want to throw up.
“Your friends may have got a few men in here, but I own this fucking building. This is my world. There is no way in hell I’m letting a couple of assholes destroy it over a little fucking bitch like you.”
We rounded another corner. As far as I could tell, he was trying to take us out the back. The dark and confined halls looked familiar. Like I’d been in them before.
“Put her down,” someone screamed.
It was a voice I recognized, but my brain was full of fluff. I couldn’t put it together, there was so much pain, so much fuzz in my head, and I wanted it to go away. I needed to go to sleep.
“Turn around.”
My body jumped as the man carrying me turned and ran in the other direction.
“We’re gonna have to go out the front,” Isiah hissed as we hurried.
There was loud bass.
Music.
People.
It was getting louder, I could feel it in my chest, and the air became warmer and thicker.
“They won’t shoot in here. They won’t risk hurting her or anyone else.”
I pried my eyes open. There were people around me. I just needed someone to help me, one person to stop them from getting me out the front door. I tried to reach out to someone but pulled my hand back when I realized it wasn’t a person.
Faces turned and looked at me as we rushed through the crowd, pushing, shoving and stumbling through people, Isiah screaming at pumpkins and wolves and fairies.
Was this a bad dream?
Was I dead?
Where were the people?
