Chance's POV:

Everyone is familiar with the case of simple reflexes. When your body reacts faster than your mind. Sometimes you grab the ball before you have even thought about grabbing the ball and sometimes, your mouth and nose start working on their own when the gun guy lowers you to the water and instead of feeling totally tortured you feel like you are exercising.

My mind still wasn't sure of the situation we were in. Guys hit my head around a bit too much and I think I have contusion.

But my mouth still remembers the reflexes of how-to breath under water and when to let out bubbles. I don't remember how I learned it or when.

The gun guy brings me out of the water and blink few times to make my vision clear. "This is not working for us darling. You are cheating." He said and punched my stomach making my struggle to catch my breath.

He pushed me back in to the water and I felt my lungs ready to give up then they were starting to feel with water and suddenly he jerked me up from water. "Now, this is fair game princess." And back again into the water.

Somehow the familiarity of this situation is still stuck in my head. Also, the reflex of protection? I still can't figure it out.

Guy brings me out of the water I choke on all of it and nearly throw up. He looks at my face and smiles. Fucking smiles. He grabs my face and squeezes it while I struggle to get free.

"That what you get for talking back, slut." He lets my face go and I fall to my knees. Didn't know that he was lifting me up. He smirks at my state and walks out.

And I sit there still trying to gather myself up. Water is still dripping from my hair. After few minutes I manage to get up and look at myself in the mirror. My hands are still cuffed, so not much help from them on me trying to make myself look better.

Luckily, my head isn't bleeding. My arm is bruised though. The bathroom isn't very resourceful. Only a tub and toilet and a small mirror. They don't even have a sink.

As I was looking around door twisted open and someone entered. This guy was someone I haven't seen before he was taller in height but not well built like the gun guy. "And who are you?" I asked with curiosity.

The guy grinned and looked me up and down which made me feel really un easy. He didn't answer my question and closed the door behind him. He started to walk towards me.

I moved away from him and nearly slipped because of the water drops everywhere. Bathroom was small so he easily cornered me. "What the hell are you doing?" I asked and started to push him away from me.

He grabbed a hold of my cuffs and he took out the keys for it. I stood motionless waiting for the second he would unlock my cuffs. Then we would have a fair fight.

Slowly he unlocked my one hand and I punched him in the face with it. I tried to get my other hand free but guy kicked my feet off the ground and used this as an opportunity to twist the second cuff tighter. I hissed in pain but didn't stop and tried to grab the keys with my free hand.

But then I heard the click of the lock and looked up to see that he have locked my one hand to the water pipe. I struggled and tried to get it free but it would only go up and down.

"What the fuck? Now I am staying night in the bathroom?" I, of course, showed my disagreement. Guy ignored me and chuckled. He came close to me, disturbingly close. "Stop struggling now, will you?" he said. His voice was as ugly as his face.

He caressed my neck which made me feel even more disturbed. I tried to move my other hand but he got a hold of it and placed it on his crotch. I punched it hard and he moved away from me with a groan.

I chuckled and tried to find the keys, he must have thrown them down somewhere. But next thing I know he was choking me I struggled so now he put all of his weight on top of me. I couldn't get enough air which made it feel really familiar. From the corner of my mind I could hear loud yells screams and sounds of punched being thrown. "That was your last move sweetheart" I heard unknown voice say. I was nearly passing out surrounded by these unknown voices.

"You do something like that again and I will kill you bitch." He warned with loud voice and removed pressure from my neck. I breathed in loudly and shook off the panicking feeling. I need to keep my guard up until this asshole leaves, then I can panic and worry all I want.

His hands were still around my neck. His wait was still on top of me too. I tried to shrug him off of me. But he came on me even harder. "Stop struggling and start enjoying it." He said and one of his hands went down to my shoulders and to my stomach.

In my stomach I got the ache of pain. Still somehow comforting pain because this pain was familiar. I tried to struggle as this guy started to move his hand down from my stomach to my legs. His other hand was getting tighter around my neck.

I tried to wiggle out of it, I kicked my legs out which made him even angrier. He grabbed my leg and pinned it down between his legs his hand which was on my neck now was around my face. "Enjoy it slut" he said with a venom and I shot him an angry glare.

He smiled and put his lips on top of mine. His lips were rough, he was trying to make out with me. His hand was going down from legs to in between my thighs'.

Oh god, no, stop this. Stop. Stop. Stop.

He was still half choking me and now he was trying to get me to open my mouth. I moved my head away in hopes of making him stop but he went even stronger. His other hand was getting in a contact with my skin now, he was lifting my shirt. He pinched me which made me open my mouth in pain.

His hand, now his tongue and his other hand. My neck, body he was roaming through my body. I need to get out I need..... I need...

Air.

I started struggle even harder as my lungs were unable to find something to breath with, my hands, no my arms of=r my whole body was shaking. "Stop this you bitch." I heard him scream in distance.

If he wasn't stopping me from breathing then why couldn't I breath. I tried to inhale or even exhale but I turned down with nothing. I looked around with my vision getting cloudier.

"Stupid bitch. That would teach you a lesson." Now it was Blaine's voice in my head.

I need air. I need air. Air. Air.

I couldn't talk, couldn't breathe, I saw black dots appear in my vision. "WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON? WHAT THE? BOSS IS GOING TO KILL US YOU FUCKER?" I heard someone yell as I felt my body give up on trying get oxygen.

"Chance, Chance, baby, look at me, look at me. OK, now slowly take it in.... and out ok? Just like me come on, in....out." Ace's voice echoed as I did the breathes that he took.

With a blur I could see hazel eyes locked with mine, and my hands were in between his he held them as they shook like earthquake. "Breath in.... and out baby, that's it."

With a loud intake I jumped awake. I didn't know what to do but the echo of a voice reminded me to breath in and out. What did I see? It felt too real to be a dream.

It was a memory. A damn memory. I fucking remembered it.

I remembered something small but still it was something. Maybe echoes I heard before were memories too. And the reflexes, the feeling of familiarity all of them are memory, they try to make me remember.

Apart from these memories, I have got another pretty great memory. Memory of second guy screaming that boss would murder them if he learns what happened here.

I smile with a plan already forming in my head and take a look at my surroundings. I am still in that horrendous bathroom, but now my hands are cuffed back together.

I slowly get up and first turn to mirror to check the damage. Mirror was half damaged, but still reflected clear enough for me to see the bruise in my neck.

Perfect, day one and I have already damaged everything there is to damage.

I marched towards the door and tried to open it. To my surprise, it was open. I walked out to the room, much like the one I woke up. But now the second guy was sitting on the bed and when he saw me he couldn't keep his eyes away from my neck.

"What are you staring at idiot?" I said angrily and looked at him with pointed look. He averted his gaze from me.

Now that's better.

"Listen here, you went too low. And if Rose- the person who knifed the family of a dealer for an information- says you that, you have gone really low. " I say with anger and force my voice to not brake in the process.

"That dumbass didn't know that it wasn't allowed. And all he did was kiss you and you lost all your shit. Don't try to blame it on someone else."

"Simple kiss?? He bruised my fucking neck from choking me. He punched and bruised my stomach just to make me kiss him back and open my mouth. His hand was pulling my fucking trousers down. I don't think that this looks like a simple kiss." I yelled and he motioned for me to keep my voice down. "Don't want anyone to hear this? Then you have to kill me. I need to see the person who's higher than you in rank. If you don't call him now, I am screaming until he comes here himself. " I warned the guy and he got up and stood in front of me.

"Don't fucking do it, he would sure punish you harder than us." He warned. "Do I look like I give a fuck about punishment?" I said with serious voice and guy gulped. Just what I wanted.

"I can take you to see your partner and you forget that it ever happened." He suggests and I nod. "You also leave me and him alone in room for 3 minutes." I say and start to walk.

Guy comes behind me with a defeated tone and he grabs one of my arms before unlocking the door. This room was right next to the first interrogation room. 2 left turns away from exit.

Jason's room was closer to exit than I thought, on our way we turn 2 times two the right getting to the corridor with the exit door at the end.

Jason at the start of it, while guy opened the door I peek to another open door and see that it was getting dark outside, also I saw many weapons lined down on the room. Weaponry just what I wanted.

Guy opens the door I walk in and close it to his face. "Fucker." I mumble under my breath. Jason turns to me and sighs in relief and then notices the state of my fucking neck and gets angry.

"What happened? How did you even get here?" He asks and I take good look at him his shirt is damp and side of his face is swollen. Not that bad.

"I-I don't have that much time. Now, make it look like we are hugging and take out few bobby pins from my wig. Right next to your room is a weaponry. Tomorrow night, we blow this place out."