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I felt myself shaking and sweating. I took a deep breath and slowly opened my eyes. I attempted to shield my eyes from the bright sunlight, but only realized that my hands were tied behind my back. I frowned and tried to free myself, only to fail after several attempts. I felt myself wiggling again and that's when I realized that I was in a car with the three men. There was one next to me who was asleep, and the other two in the front just looked ahead of them.
I wanted to open my mouth and talk to them, probably yell at them, but I couldn't because even my mouth was taped shut. I tried to get it off, but obviously that wasn't going to work. Well, at least it's not like that one nightmare where Tony kidnaps me and sews my mouth shut. After a while I just gave up and stared out the window.
What would have happened if Hunter was home?
What will happen when Hunter gets home?
I just hope that he doesn't kill Dylan for not being able to keep me safe. I suddenly felt all depressed again. I wish I had done something to save myself. All I did was scream and yell at them to leave me alone. I didn't even fight back for myself. Everything Hunter taught me just went to waste because of me being so pathetic. The car suddenly stopped and I looked at the guys in the front.
The driver turned around and grinned at me. They had pulled off their masks, so now I knew what he looked like. The driver had brown hair, looked a bit older than thirty, and had this smug look on his face. The other one in the front looked very much younger. I would guess him to be around eighteen. He had green eyes, a rather smaller body than mine since he was so skinny, and had black hair. The one next to me still had his stupid mask on.
"I see the Angel is awake." the guy with the brown hair said, making my eyes grow wide.
Now this bitch was going to call me Angel. I was supposed to have a nice image of an Angel in my head, but instead of that, Tony his creepy face and boiling hot water appeared in my head. A shiver ran down my spine as I started to get even more afraid. Last time it was boiling hot water, and even a fucking knife stabbed in my stomach. Who knows what it might be this time. The guys stepped out of the car and one of them opened my door, while the other one opened the other door.
The younger looking guy picked me up bridal-style and I did my best to get out of his arms, but his grip was firm. I squinted, I jumped, I wiggled, I attempted to scream, but nothing worked. Tears streamed down my face as he carried me into this house that was just a few hundred meters away from us. I did my best to get out of his hands, but he wouldn't let go. I could sense him getting annoyed, but I didn't care. I kept trying to wiggle out of his arms, only to just fail.
I still didn't give up. I kept wiggling and wiggling to get out of their grasp, but nothing helped. They dragged me into the house and what did I see? Tony sitting on the couch with a cocky smirk on his face. My eyes grew wide as he got up and walked over to me. He stuffed his hands in his pockets and just smirked at me, but the smirk soon vanished and he frowned. He looked behind me, and then at the guys.
"Where is the guy?" he asked.
"Sir, Hunter wasn't there, but there was another guy. He went unconscious." they said and I knew they were talking about Dylan.
"You fucking idiots!" he got angry. "You were supposed to bring him here too!"
"But, sir, we didn't know—"
"Shut up and leave!" Tony cut them off.
They nodded and walked out of the house, locking the door behind me. I just stood there all frozen, not knowing what to do. I wanted to run away but somehow I couldn't even get myself to move. My hands were tied and my mouth was taped, it's not like I would be able to do something in this deserted place. When I woke up in the car, there was no house to be seen, there was no tree to be seen. Everything was sand and sun and mountains. I didn't know where we were, and to be honest, I didn't even know what day it was. We could have been driving for days for all I know. Tony walked closer to me and placed his index finger underneath my chin.
"Ah, you're even more beautiful than you were before." he grinned nastily at me. "I missed you, you know that. It's been a while since we had a friendly old-fashioned chat, don't you think?" he smiled evilly.
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I just know that he's up to something. Before I could even blink, he raised his hand and slapped me across the face, hard. I could taste the blood making its way out of the cut in my mouth that Tony just caused. He grabbed me by my hair and his jaw clenched. I wanted to scream, but since my mouth was taped shut, I couldn't. Tears streamed down my face as I felt my cheek stinging and burning. Him pulling me by my hair didn't help either.
"I told you, didn't I, Zoe?" he said rather aggressively. "I told you. What is mine, stays mine. And you are mine, Zoe. You're my personal little toy, and not Hunter's, you fucking whore!" he slapped me across the face again. He held me by my face roughly, hurting my cheeks. "You're going to pay for every single thing, Zoe. Every. Single. Fucking. Thing." he said and started dragging me somewhere.
I cried and tried to keep myself rooted, but he grabbed me by my hair once again and started dragging me. I wouldn't be surprised if my hair actually got ripped off my scalp, because he was pulling on it that harshly. He dragged me into a room and pushed me to the floor. I clenched my jaw as I felt the skin of my arm against the rough stone. I heard him close the door and he walked over to me. He grabbed me by my hair again and pulled it, making me sit up. He pointed at me as he spoke,
"I'm done playing games now. You're my puppet for your entire life. You don't decide for yourself, I do! I am your fucking God, and you do as I say!" he yelled in my face and I actually started feeling very, very, very scared. "Get up, you fucking whore." he pulled my hair again, making me stand up. He ripped the tape of my face, making me scream, but as soon as the scream left my mouth, he slapped me across my face. "Shut the fuck up!" he yelled. He turned me around and untied my hands. I attempted to run away as soon as my wrists were free, but he grabbed me by my elbow and threw me on the bed, making me hit my head against the wall. "This is it. You think you can run away? Well, think again, because you don't know where you are and where to go." He smirked and climbed on top of me, hovering over me and pinning my hands above my head.
"Please, Tony. No... Please, don't!" I pleaded.
"Oh I can't let my little Angel go that easily. I'm having fun tonight." He said and I knew that instant that my life was going to be hell again.
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