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I’ll protect it from whatever shit storm is about to happen. I’ll take whatever they throw my way as long as my baby is safe.
Though I don’t know who I’m bargaining with other than myself, I try to put my thoughts into reality.
The woman raises an eyebrow but nods and walks somewhere behind me. She comes back with a bottle of water and cracks it open. I tilt my head back and she dumps the bottle onto me. Though I can drink some of it, the rest spills all over me.
“I don’t think who I am should matter much to you.” The woman throws the bottle onto the ground.
“Why are you doing this to me?” I ask, venom in my voice as I glare at her. My head is pounding and I feel like I’m going to throw up.
“You know, I pity you. This would be so much easier if you knew the whole truth.”
The man chuckles as he leans against one of the thick poles holding the ceiling up. “It is rather pathetic that everyone has kept her in the dark for so long.”
“You know, why don’t you let me go and we can all forget that this happened?” I look between the two of them, arching an eyebrow. “Hell, if you let me go right now, I won’t send anybody after you. I won’t even kill you myself.”
The woman laughs and shakes her head. “That’s cute, but that’s not going to happen. There’s some things we need to clear up first. Not to mention the sins of your parents that you’ve yet to pay for.”
“Look, I don’t know what’s happening right now, but my parents are dead. They’ve been dead for eleven years now, so I have no idea what sins of theirs you think I should be paying for. They were killed when I was a kid. I barely even remember anything about them.”
The woman pulls over a chair from the other side of the room and sits in front of me, her knees almost touching mine. She’s so close that I could kick her if my legs weren’t tied down.
“That’s funny,” the woman says, leaning forward and resting her elbows on her knees. “What if I told you that everything you think you know is wrong?”
“I still have no clue what you’re talking about. If this is about watching them die, I won’t tell anyone. I promise. I just want to live my life.”
She chuckles and studies me for a moment. “You really are going to sit here and pretend that you don’t know anything?”
I roll my eyes, trying to look like I’m not panicking. I don’t want them to think that they hold any more power over me than they already do.
Even though everyone in the room knows that I’m dead the moment the woman says so.
“I don’t know anything. Do you think that if I knew what was going on, I would have allowed myself to get fucking kidnapped? Fuck no. I would have run for the hills and I wouldn’t have looked back.”
“You know, it is a shame that your parents have dragged you into their problems. That is the way, isn’t it?” She smiles and shakes her head like she knows everything I’m going through and pities me for it. “The child always pays for the sins of the parent. It seems to be the way of the world, though nobody wishes that was the truth.”
“What do you even want from me?”
The woman smiles and looks over my shoulder, nodding to what I suspect is someone standing behind me.
Seconds later, pain explodes in my face as a fist connects to my cheekbone.
The next thing I know, fists rain down on me. The chair lurches to the side and I fall to the ground. I hear the splintering of wood beneath the fists and feet that pound down. I groan and curl in on myself as pieces of the chair snap away.
Protect the baby. Just keep protecting the baby.
All I can think about is the baby as the metallic taste of blood fills my mouth and my body starts to ache. Pain blossoms through my body.
Get up and fight. You’ve trained for this your entire life. Get up and fight.
My hands closing around a jagged piece of the chair, I try and cut the ties that bind me as I keep curled and hope no one notices what I’m doing. Hoping they are so focused on beating me up they don’t even really look at me. As the ties break, I stagger to my feet, groaning as someone kicks my side. The people surrounding me are all in masks, concealing their identities, as if it matters.
This is a fight for my life and a false move on my part and I’m as good as dead.
Protect the baby. Get up and fight. Save the baby.
Don’t let these fuckers get the best of you.
I turn and slam my hand upwards into one man’s nose, hearing it crunch beneath the force. He goes down immediately.
