Chapter 11

                                    

                                          


                          
I felt weird as I walked towards my car. After talking to Jess, I had the strong urge to go see Jackson. The thought of him made me speed up my walk but as I approached my car I grew more aware and cautious. There were three men. Each of them wearing all back trying not to show that they were watching me. I was smart enough to know when someone was following me. 
                          
"I hope you all know I see you." I said loud enough for them to hear. It was no use pretending not to notice them. "What do you want?"
                          
I felt the sting of a needle in my neck, a fourth person I hadn't seen. "You."
                          
Sometime later...
                          
My head was pounding. The familiar feeling letting me know I had been drugged. This wasn't the first time. I took a deep breath waiting for all my senses to fade in again. I didn't bother to move as I felt cold metal around my ankles and left risk.
                          
Taking another deep breath I finally opened my eyes, slowly at first. The room was a faded white color. I was laying on some shitty mattress handcuffed to the bed post. I looked to where one a man sat, one leg crossed over the other with a cup of what smelled like coffee in his hand. He just stared at me at first making eye contact. Then he did something that I pretty much expected him to do. He smiled, one of those sick and twisted smiles. His bald head reflected the light coming from the lamp nearby. He looked familiar for some reason, I couldn't put my finger on it. His green eyes stared at me in amusement.
                          
"Nice to see you're aware and conscious. It's interesting how you seem unsurprised and unusually calm, Montero." He told me humor in his deep gruff voice.
                          
I just stared blankly," If you know who I am then you should know this isn't the first time I've been drugged and kidnapped."
                          
"True," he nodded with a smile standing up coming towards me," Do you know why you're here?"
                          
I snorted," Absolutely. I totally am just sitting here not wondering who the fuck you are or what you want."
                          
"Well that's simple really." He told me bending down close to me," I am going to break you and I am going to have fun doing and watching it. You see I already despise your father for stealing my precious Andrea from right under my nose, I've been lying in wait for the opportunity to get him back. So, when a pretty young man with green eyes by the name of Percy or something offers to pay me a large sum of money to break Christo's son I jumped at the opportunity."
                          
I laughed," Mario. I remember you now. My father's old second in command who left when he married Andrea. You're pathetic."
                          
"Just as much of an asshole as your father I see," He smiled again," It's okay after I'm done with you you'll never laugh again."
                          
I just snorted watching as he knocked on the door. I mentally prepared myself for the beating I knew was coming as the three men who were following me early came in. One of them I noticed was wearing brass knuckles as they all came closer to me. I just glanced at them not feeling scared at all. I was no stranger to pain, so I knew I could definitely take way more than they could dish and when I got free I'd definitely hit harder.
                          
The first punch came, hitting me straight in nose breaking it. I could feel the blood coming out of my nose and I reached up with my right hand wiping it a little.
                          
"Come on you're gonna have to do better than that boys." I taunted them with a smirk. I knew I shouldn't have but I needed to have a little fun.
                          
Instead of responding to me, the one who was smaller than the other too uncuffed my wrist and ankles. I stood up testing my balance before looking at them with a blank look. I cracked my neck waiting for one of them to strike. They all did at once.
                          
I kicked the guy with the brass knuckles in the stomach knowing that I was going to have to take a punch for leaving myself open. I punched the smaller one in the stomach before getting put in a headlock by the third one. That wasn't what I expected but nevertheless I improvised. I jabbed my elbow into his side repeatedly until I felt a blow to my ribs. Brass knuckles hit way harder than I thought, winding me.
                          
I could tell he was going to break a rib or too. I felt it. Blow after blow I stood there still held by one as the other two beat the shit out of me until I couldn't stand anymore. Letting me drop to the floor, the third guy jumped in kicking me in the back of the head so that my head hit the concrete floor. I lifted up spitting out some blood as they continued to land blow after blow. 
                          
"That's enough for now boys." I heard Mario tell them making them all stop at once.
                          
I laughed choking on my own blood slightly," Is that all you got?" 
                          
"Not even in the slightest." He grabbed my head banging it against the floor again," I'm going to have my fun and if nothing works I have one thing I know will work. I want you to feel all the pain I have to offer you Montero."
                          
I ignored him trying not to move so that I didn't worsen the damage.
                          
"Boys, carry him to the operating room." He told his personal group of stooges.
                          
I felt them roughly pick me up, making me suck in a harsh breath as one of them put pressure on my broken ribs. Luckily my face was beat up too bad. I knew I had a few bruises and a broken nose but I could see just fine as they carried me into the barren hallway, making a series of turns until they took me into a room with a white door. The room was so sterile I could smell it. They strapped me to the bed in the center of the blinding white room. I saw an assortment of tools and machines laid out knowing that this was going to be intense.
                          
Mario came close to me with yellow gloves on and a hammer in hand. He was going to break even more bones, fantastic as if I didn't have enough.
                          
"We're going to have a lot of fun together Montero." He told me with an evil smirk that promised pain as he brought the hammer down on my pinky toe. 
                          
I hissed quietly trying to ignore the pain and for a second I was worried.