Chapter 5
For hours and hours I’m tied to that pole, my bladder feels about ready to explode, and my face is dewed with sweat. As I sit there I hear commotion through the door, but nobody provides me with attention. My head is still pounding a vicious beat; after Sam shot that syringe into my veins it worked really well and cleared my mind. But it worked for only a matter of minutes then it slowly wore off leaving me with a painful escalating headache. Now my ankle is hurting as well, I can see the swelling from where I sit. They must have taken my shoes before they brought me in here or something. The color is now a slight purple, it’s most likely sprained which would explain how I could barely hold my body up when they snatched me off the street.
The door suddenly swings open violently and there standing in the door way are three men: Sam, the man with dreads who captured me and a new man I’ve never met. Looking closer I see that the third man is really just a boy around sixteen, his body is supplied with broad shoulders and tight muscles are seen through is white t-shirt. He’s looking at me with unexpected hostility the color of his eyes are a deep shade of olive, his skin is tanned. As I assess his looks he seems to do the same to me, taking a second look into his eyes I see them soften a bit. Most likely from the thought of how young I am. Holding his gaze I straighten my back and narrow my eyes, seeming to dare him to touch me.
Between our quiet exchange, Sam has been observing my behavior. “Are you ready to get a break from your chains, and cooperate with us?” He questions loudly.
“Is that a rhetorical question,” I answer back sarcastically my voice dripping with venom. Walking towards me, he bends down and slaps my face good and hard. “This is no time to joke around, I asked you a question.” He says to me angrily. My mind is reeling from the sudden blow, I can feel my cheek reddening beneath his hand. Lowering my eyes to the ground I answer quietly barely above a whisper, “yes, I am.” The sudden surrender he sees’s in me surprises him for a few moments, then he motions towards the man with dreads. “This is Logan, one of the men who captured you,” he adds. Then he motions towards the boy beside Logan, “and this is my nephew, Reds.”
“Reds, Logan this is Marnie White she’s 15 and is the daughter of the one and only Cole White.” Nodding my head I stare at them both, etching them into my memory.
Sam continues, “these two are your guardians, they are going to watch you and make sure you don’t hurt yourself or others and under any circumstances that you do not leave this room!” His face becomes red, he also seems to be puffing from fury. Wow this guy can really get angry, afraid to say anything that would bother him I suck up my fear and stomp my legs on the ground. “Can I pee, and get some ice for my ankle.” Looking up at his face I see that he has once again put a mask over to hide his emotions. “Of course we don’t want you in any pain whatsoever, Logan and Reds will show you around.” He adds quickly. Great, good thing I have no pain. This man is so ridiculous that it makes me want to scratch his cheek, no wait I’ve already done that. I ponder sarcastically.
Sam quickly adds to my knowledge before he leaves, “they are going to untie you and you are going to behave.” He says this as if he is my father commanding me to get my homework done.
Once Sam leaves the room Logan takes charge immediately. Instructing Reds to untie my wrists, Reds walks across the room towards me his eyes stare at the ground seeming to count the cracks in the cement, I stare at him as he walks towards me wondering why a boy so young would be here working for a man who obviously does things like this often. Reaching towards me he unties my wrists and hauls me roughly to my feet, my legs and arms scream in pain and my ankle numbs from the sudden weight of my body.
Reds leads me towards a door next to the far wall where there is a couch, inside the door is a small bathroom. Including a very small shower, a sink with a mirror hanging above it and an old dirty toilet. Thank goodness, my bladder is looking forwards to the moment when it will release itself and my grime covered body is awaiting the flow of warm water that will soon rush down my aching body. Reds pushes me into the room and shuts the door behind me leaving me to deal with some business. After going pee and washing my hands I tear off my clothes and step into the shower turning the nozzle to the left, hot water gushes out of the shower head. I discover a small bottle of shampoo and a bar of tough soap, using them both I stand beneath the small flow of water for a few moments thinking about the few good things that I am able to have here.
All these things; the shower, guards, a room all to myself including a couch that is beyond what I would ever imagine Sam giving one of his “guests.” He must want me alive, maybe it really is for my parent money or maybe I somehow have special powers that heal the minds of sick crazed kidnappers! Now that would be a sight to see, me healing Sam then Sam killing me surprising, uh no Sam seems to be very mysterious and cruel. I wonder what takes place in his mind, if he’s just trying to gain my trust then suddenly he’ll guide me into a trap where the only way out is: giving Sam what he wants or stepping into the path of an angry Grizzly bear. Whatever he is thinking I must watch my back at all times.
