I know that this is a short chapter, ok very short. But this is how I can make this story work. If you guys will bare with me, I promise to have another chapter up either tonight or tomorrow sometime. But I promise that the idea is good. I won't be giving out the whole plot within the first couple of chapters. You have to keep reading to find out. It's a story remember? lol I only own the girl who is mentioned below. Let me know what you think if you want. If not? That is fine too. Read and Enjoy. Read and Review. Have a good day guys!
With legs drawn up to her chest, the small woman laid on her side with tears falling down her weather worn face. Being locked up in a darken room had taken its toll. Closing her eyes, she wished to die. The torture was becoming too much to bare. Though it had been days since the last time she was tortured, she hoped they would just kill her instead of dragging her death sentence out.
"Get up!"
Closing her eyes she hope she was just thinking of the voice, but gasped when she was hit in the stomach by a hard boot.
"I said get up!"
Getting to her knees slowly, she held her stomach staring at the floor. Hissing as the man grabbed her hair giving it a hard pull causing her to look up at him.
"I am going to make you a message. I am going to make sure people see what happens when they do not fucking listen to us. You would think that with happened to Gemma Morrow, they would listen. But nope."
With heavy lids and with the very little strength she had, she quickly spit in his face which she knew would anger him. He wiped the spit away with the back of his hand. Staring at his hand for a few seconds, then quickly back handed the woman causing her head to turn sideways but he held her in place by her hair. He threw her to the floor and gave her one last kick to the ribs causing her to gasp for air once more.
"Make sure that she is taken to Teller-Morrow garage. Let's make sure that they see we mean business."