I felt my heart sped in beat as the pulses clash in my ears. But questions flood my mind whether I was alive or dead, in a dream or reality.

I'm alive, it felt that way though I'm fighting a headache what's more alive than that. I look around, finding no change with the dark still surrounding, consuming if even.

I felt a movement on my lap, looking down I met with Shasha's curly hair. My heart still sped I'm more confusion at how I fell asleep than that dream.

'Did that bastard drug me'

I release a sighed still looking for a possible way to get out of here.

I raise my hand to touch my face I was met with wet, clearly I have been crying.

It didn't mean anything now, my only focus was getting out of here.

A slam of a door had my attention, in its process waking Shaha from her sleep.

The smokey trail that greet us a long with the beast approaching, Made my stomach turn as if an unsettling danger approaches what can I say the danger already entered.

"Aren't you ladies lovely" he said with mocking sarcasm but I didn't miss the glint in his eyes. He was enjoying this like the sick bastard he was.

That very feeling of hate resurfaces as I felt my knuckles burn from my tight fist. He took a single looked at us, his eyes mostly on me as he lick his lips replace with the ciger between them. I notice how shasha lay into me more than ever before.

She was scared, I felt the fear the shivers couldn't be mistaken for being cold.

That moment I felt pained, the pain mostly along my body but the pain of this hell. Like the predator he was he stood watching for a few moments before signaling for his men to take shasha away. 

"NO! you sick fuck let her go" I held on her wrist pulling her further into me but a kick to the face sent me in a daze. I heard the loud cries and scream from shaha as the door slam shut.

I held my head I didn't dare touch my nose it was broken and I felt that. The clicking of a lighter caught my attention I vivdily forgot he was still here, watching my every move with that cold and lifeless look in his eyes.

"what are you gonna do to her" he didn't say a word watching me sob away with the cigar between his lips. "ANSWER ME" I shouted out in anger I think that got his attention, he threw the cigar on the ground stepping on it, in that moment I saw the lining in his jaw tighten.

'I piss the beast off'

He made his way towards me I intentionally back up with every step he took forward.

"What gives you the right to question me, You hold no power your like a mouse caught for the kill, I suggest you shut that mouth of yours before I stick my dick down your throat". He said coming forward tauntingly walking slowly, I didn't miss the smirk on his lips. I felt disgusted with every word he said shook me to the core.

I didn't know he was near me until I felt a steel grip on my wrist as if he only tighten it a little more my wrist would break.

"Cat got your tongue, little bow" he said bringing his face closer not until pulling my body towards him a gasp pass my lips. I could feel every muscle lining under his suit but my focus was only on my wrist.

"I love the fear in your eyes, the pleasure it would bring to see them lifeless but not today" he release my wrist straighten his suit jacket I eventually tumble to the ground my legs weak from the closure "but one day" he said with a promise in his eyes heading towards the door.

Before he took another step "I'll send my men for you, after all I never forget a deal"

As he said that the door slam after he left I felt the rush of air filling my lungs, the burning push me in reality even more.

'I didn't want to be here'