A blinding pain in the back of my head woke me from sleep. I felt groggy—like after a long night of partying. I opened my eyes and realized that I wasn't in Ryker's apartment anymore. I tried to move my hands but they were tied behind my back.
My memory came barreling back to me. I remembered two men breaking in. I tried to shoot them with the shotgun but it wasn't loaded. Mental note: Get Ryker to teach me how to use a gun. Then I was hit over the head.
Could this get any worse?
I was sitting in what looked like the living room of a log cabin. The walls were wood and big beams were exposed up above. A large fireplace stood in the center, a fire crackling inside. The place was full of taxidermy: dead squirrels, fish, and a giant bear in the corner. Where the fuck was I?
I tried again to break my restraints but the more I forced it, the more they cut into my wrists. “Hello? Is anyone there?”
A bald man poked his head out of the bedroom. “Russel, we got a live one.” His accent was distinctively Irish. He had to be one of the Murphy brothers.
Two tall and buff men came out of the bedroom walking together. They had very different builds than the ones that kidnapped me from Ryker's apartment. The one on the right was the bald guy from before. Gold rings glittered on every finger of his right hand. From Ryker's description, he had to be Ian. The other guy was a little older, had long brown hair, and tattoos covering every inch of his skin except for his face. Definitely Russel.
“Welcome back,” Ian said, kneeling down in front of me and rubbing his cue-ball head. “I can see now why Ryker wanted to keep you all to his self.”
“She's one hot piece of ass.” The other brother ran his finger down my cheek. I snapped my head to try and bite him but missed. “This one is feisty. I like that. Keep that attitude for when we have a little fun later. I love biters.”
“What the fuck do you want?” I asked.
Ian laughed and settled on a evil grin. “What do you think we want?”
They both looked hungry. They looked me up and down, eyeing me like a piece of meat. They'd take my body before the day was done. I had to do whatever it took to stop them.
“Please I don't know anything.” I shook my head, trying to keep from crying. I had to be tough. Tough for Ryker.
Ian palmed my chin and squeezed my cheeks until my tongue rolled out. “This mouth looks good enough to fuck, doesn't it Russel?” He turned my face so Russel could get a good look.
“Looks nice, but I think I'd rather fuck those big tits of hers.” Russel grabbed at my blouse and ripped it down until my breasts in a black bra were exposed. “God damn, those need to be sucked.”
“Please don't,” I begged, trying to speak with Ian still squeezing my face. The tears came out and I cried at just the fact that I couldn't stop myself.
Ian let go of me. “Just tell us where the dealer is and we won't touch you. Simple as that.”
“I already told Ryker everything I know.”
Russel glanced at Ian and then back at me. “We both know that Ryker has a soft spot for women. He wouldn't lay a finger on you. But don't think that we'll give you the same courtesy.”
“I don't know where he is,” I blurted out.
“Wrong answer.” Ian backhanded me, his gold rings catching my lips. I saw stars for a moment. Blood trickled from my mouth and dripped onto the floor. “Tell us where he is!”
“I don't know!” I screamed out through my tears.
Conner knocked Ian out of the way. “We could sit here all day and beat the living shit out of you. But that gets boring after awhile. We're going to take our turns having you over and over again. That's going to happen no matter what. But we can make it easier on you.” Russel produced a baggy from his pocket. The grayish powder was instantly familiar: heroin. “Tell us where the dealer is and we'll take all the pain away.”
The veins in my arms craved it—pleaded with me to take it from them and inject it immediately. It had only been a couple days since being clean and it was the longest I'd been clean since I started. With a high I'd be able to deal with whatever they were going to do to me.
But I couldn't go down that dark hole again. No matter what they did to me. I wasn't that junkie anymore. I was Ryker's girl now.
“No thanks,” I replied, spitting in Russel's face.
Russel wiped my saliva from his cheek. “I'm liking this chick more and more. You'll be moaning my name soon enough, bitch.”
“Now we're trying to be nice here,” Ian said. “Tell us what you know about the dealer or we'll shove this junk down your throat.”
Russel bent down and opened the baggy in front of my face. I couldn't let them do it. I needed to buy some time. “All right, all right. I'll tell you where he is.”
“Good girl.” Ian smiled, waving Russel away. Russel closed the bag of heroin and walked away.
“Jenkins is in California.”
“California?” Ian asked. “What would he be doing in California?”
“He told me once when we were high, that if he ever got a big score, that he'd retire in California.” It was all bullshit, every word. I never spoke much with Jenkins. Just let him do whatever he wanted to my mouth in exchange for a high.
“California's a big state. Your information doesn't help us much.”
Sweat was dripping down my temples. I knew Ian would want more info. I'd never been to California before and the only city I could think of was Hollywood.
“He said he wanted to move to Hollywood where all the movie stars live. If you give me a map I can show you exactly where.”
Ian slapped my cheek lightly. “Now see, that wasn't too hard.” He turned towards Russel. “Find me a map of Hollywood.” He glanced back at me and grabbed his balls. “Don't get too comfy now. The real fun is about to begin.”
They both left the room and I finally let out all my breath. I needed to escape. I'd rather die than let them take my body. I struggled with the restraints some more but it was no use. They were tied to a pipe behind me. How was I going to get out of this?
Ian returned and I knew it was all over. “I get you first,” he announced, the most devilish grin stretching across his face.
“No...please don't. I did everything you asked.” I pulled on the restraints as hard as I could trying to break the pipe. “I told you where Jenkins is. Now let me go!”
Where was Ryker when I needed him most?
“There's no use struggling,” he said, walking slowly towards me. “This is going to happen whether you like it or not. And I know your going to like this.” Ian unzipped his pants and unveiled his hard boner. I shut my eyes and turned my head out of disgust. His cock was only inches away from my face. The thought of biting it off came to my mind. There was no way in hell I was going to let him near me with that thing.
“Ryker will come for me,” I said defiantly.
Ian cackled. “Oh I hope so. He needs to pay for his betrayal. I might tie him up and make him watch as we take our turns with you. Then I'll slit your throat right in front of him. I'll only end his life when he's endured enough suffering.”
A crash behind us delayed the activities.
“Oy Russel, what the fuck you doing back there?”
Ryker came out of the room dragging Russel's body limp body behind him.
My hero had come.