I felt someone stroking my hair softly. It was slowly pulling me out of my dreamless sleep and I moved closer to the warmth. It took my foggy brain a while to process who exactly I was curled up next to and who was stroking my hair. When I did I felt my face break out into a smile as I buried my head into the crook of his arm and felt his chest vibrate with laughter.

“Are you planning to sleep all day?” Warrick’s deep voice rumbled in my ear which caused me to smile even more.

“I plan on laying in bed with you all day.” I raised my head and looked into clear green eyes. The corners of his mouth were curved up. It wasn’t a smile in the technical sense but I knew that when Warrick really smiled it was with his eyes not his mouth. It was an odd thing to say but everything about Warrick was so controlled all the time except his eyes. It took me a long time to learn to read them and I still hadn’t gotten it down pat.

“Is that right?” Warrick asked while burying his hand in my hair and pulling my head lightly up. I hovered above his mouth, and I knew exactly what he wanted but I wasn’t quite willing to give it to him just yet.

“I never said I’d be awake while laying in bed with you.” His hand moved to cup my neck, massaging it softly and making me want to cave.

“I’ve only got a couple days left of break.” Warrick used the old trick that usually worked. His breaks only lasted a couple days so it was true and he knew eventually I’d give into him but it didn’t stop me from wanting to tease him a little.

“So we better make the most of it, is that what you’re saying?” I questioned with a grin before lightly brushing my lips against his. His eyes darkened a shade and I knew he was on the edge of losing control. My arms were getting weak from holding my weight up so I rested on top of Warrick while brushing my lips along his jaw line. “Is that what you were getting at Warrick?” I asked after several minutes of him not answering. I saw his jaw move and kissed his neck gently.

“Damnit Jordan,” He let out in a raspy voice and I laughed against his body. He grabbed my arms painfully and began to shake me. I frowned in confusion, not remembering this happening before.

“Wake up Jordan.” His fingers dug into my arms and I cried out in pain. Not from my arms but from the throbbing in my skull. Everything started to fade and I tried to grip something solid but it slid from my fingers. “Wake up!” Something hit my face and I gasped. I nearly passed out from the pain in my head but someone struck me on the other side of my face.

The throbbing that started in my left temple and sent shocks of pain to the rest of my unresponsive body. It took what seemed like hours to clear my head enough to realize I was strapped down. My hands were tied to something hard. My throbbing head told me it was a chair after a long moment. I was held down at my wrists and just below where my elbow bent by something small that dug into my skin. My ankles were tied to the legs of the chair. I was also gagged with something that nearly choked me shoved into my mouth and tape that wrapped around my head. There was also something scratchy over my head, a bag of some sort. Even with the bag I was blind folded too.

“So you finally decide to wake up?” I didn’t realize I was making small, whimpering sob noises until the man spoke. I nearly threw up but decided that wouldn’t be best if I was gagged. I swallowed down the bile that stung my throat and tried to get a hold of myself. Whimpering was only making my head pound more and it wasn’t doing any good.

My body started to fight against the bindings. I felt the ones against my arms cut into my skin but that didn’t stop me from fighting. Only when I was struggling for breath through my nose and I nearly passed out again because of the fierce throbbing against my throat did I stop. I noticed a deep frightening laughter coming from right in front of me.

“You can struggle all you want but you’re not getting anywhere.” The bag was ripped roughly off my head. My neck jerked forward. Without the bag it was slightly easier to breath but only for a second. The smell of the place was over whelming. The combination of rot, decay, urine and other smells I couldn’t even describe nearly making me throw up a second time.

He pulled the tape off of my mouth without care, ripping off a layer of skin and some hair. I spit out the cloth stuck in my mouth and started screaming. It made my head pulsate achingly. I only stopped when that same scary laughter broke through.

“I thought you were suppose to be smart,” The voice didn’t sound familiar at all. Big hands grabbed my knees, gripping them painfully and I felt hot breath against my face. I jerked backwards. “Nobody can hear you scream but me.” He whispered, moving in closer so I could no longer back away. I couldn’t help the sob that broke through. “And I’m going to make you scream.”

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I don’t know how long it’s been. It felt like months but I knew that couldn’t be true. The warehouse I was in was freezing and he tracked in snow when he walked inside. I guessed it had only been at least six days. He had left six times and I figured even psychopaths need to go home and sleep sometime.

He never removed the blind fold over my eyes but I could see straight down. That’s how I knew, or more so guessed, that we were in a ware house and I saw the snow on his boots. He shoved water down my throat only when my throat was too hoarse to scream anymore. He also made me eat something twice but I didn’t want to think of what exactly it was since it tasted nasty and smelled worse.

Thanks to me they would be too busy questioning Shannon to look at anyone else. Even though the police told me before that Shannon had a solid alibi for each time something was stolen or destroyed of mine. She also had a boyfriend, and she told them she was just trying to move on from Warrick and they weren’t making it any easy for her.

My whole life I’ve purposely tried to avoid making other people dislike me. I could only really think of two people who did. Shannon and a girl Raphael had dated who thought Raphael and I were in love with each other. The last I heard the girl was happily getting married. Anyways this was a guy. I don’t remember ever making a guy mad enough to do this to me.

Most of the time he mumbled incoherent thing. It was obvious he was completely insane. What I could make out when he talked, which was constantly, was that he really enjoyed when I screamed. He mumbled a lot about who gets the last laugh now.

I had tried everything I could to get away. At first I begged him, pleaded and cried but that didn’t work at all. When he was gone I tried to slide my hand free of the zip ties he used but that only made me cut my wrists to ribbons. I managed to tip the chair over, hoping something would break but I only managed to slam my head on the concrete and cause myself even more pain.

I passed out a lot from the pain or from lack of sleep. I dreamed about Warrick, mostly memories but sometimes I would let myself dream about him coming to rescue me. I dreamed about my mom, Raphael and Kale a lot too. I tried not to dream because it just made it harder to wake up to this nightmare.

I tried not to think about what he did to me. I managed to push it to the back of my head until I heard that heavy door slam open and then close. The memories would come swimming back and I’d start sobbing before I could get control of myself. I’d hear him getting his tools all ready next to my chair.

“Do you think he’ll find you beautiful after this?” My head jerked up, causing my vision to blur for a moment. Usually his ramblings didn’t make sense but it was perfectly clear who he was talking about now.

“Warrick?” It hurt to talk. I felt the blade run over my stomach. It was a shallow cut, nothing that would kill me.

“Yes, him.” The guy said bitterly, standing up suddenly and I heard something slam against the wall. I think he threw the knife. He began swearing, cussing at Warrick and pacing back and forth in front of my chair.

“Is this because of Warrick?” I wheezed out.

“Yes, of course, why else would this be done?” He rambled. “Did you think it was because of you? This is all because of Warrick. Do you hate him like I hate him now?” My body froze in fear and understanding. Warrick had plenty of enemies. The majority of his life he made it his mission to tick off as many people as he possibly could. He tormented kids in high school. I was so stupid not to think of it before. I shook myself mentally, clearing my thoughts. I needed to use this to my advantage.

“Yes,” I croaked and cringed at the pain but knew I had to talk more. “But I hated him before this, I was just waiting to get my-“ I had to think of the perfect word. “Revenge.” The guy stopped his pacing and knelt down in front of me, putting his hands on my thighs and leaning close. It burned where he touched and I didn’t want to think of exactly how he made my thighs burned.

“Because he slept with Shane?” He asked softly. The fact that he knew about that was important. The guys in Warrick’s squad knew. Kale also knew but that was where the list ended.

“Because he loves her and not me.” I said and he gripped my thighs tightly. I pushed the pain away and concentrated on not crying. “I convinced her to go away, that he loved me more because I knew when he got his memories back he’d remember that he loved her. That was just the beginning though.” The blind fold was ripped off and I blinked back tears.

“What was the rest of your plan?” I stared down at him. He looked so familiar but my brain was too hazy to put his face to a name I knew.

“Doesn’t matter, you ruined it.” It was easy to put hatred into my voice. “You have the wrong girl. Warrick will just be glad when I’m gone.” I realized a moment too late I had just condemned myself and Shannon. He’d probably kill me now and go after her. I just hoped she could defend herself better than I could.

“I wasn’t going to kill you.” He laughed crazily, tossing his head back. “I planned to butcher you up, make it so your legs don’t work anymore and then every time he looked at you he’d know it was all his fault. I would be the last one laughing, he wouldn’t be able to get one up on me anymore.”

“And what are you going to do now?” I asked in a small voice.

“We’re going to get our revenge.” He grinned and I wished I still had on the blind fold.

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Okay, so one of the reasons I hadn’t updated in such a long time was because my old computer got a really bad virus that wiped out everything. That included 4 already written chapters to this story. I got really angry and bitter, especially when I tried to rewrite them but it just didn’t happen. There was suppose to be 4 chapters before chapter 18 happened and I’ll probably go back and write them in after I’ve finished this story but for now I hope you like it.

Very short chapter I know but at least it was a quick update right??