Update time! I want to thank everyone for reading and I'm sorry some parts about this are unrealistic but I wrote this awhile ago and I didn't know how to adjust it without ruining the rest of the story. They probably would have checked for her phone initially and all of the agents probably would have rushed out the door with Reid right away but I wanted to show the extreme desire Reid had to find her. I intended for his character to want to get her back no matter what- I didn't want the other agents to look like dead beets, so sorry for that. But thank you all for the favorites, follows, and reviews! They are all greatly appreciated, keep it up!
Click. Click. Click. Click. What is that noise? Riley moved her head and felt the solid, cold floor of the basement room. She tried to use her hands to help her sit up but they were tied behind her back- she felt the thin material of string binding her hands but didn't possess the strength to tear through it. She opened her eyes to see the legs of a chair, and a hammer slowly hitting the concrete floor.
"Tap. Tap. Tap," the man said soothingly. "Doesn't it just drive you crazy? It sure does drive me crazy. Tap. Tap. Tap."
Riley returned a dull glare. She wasn't concerned with the noise; she was more interested in the object itself. A hammer. What does a hammer do? It smashes things. Maybe he just has it out to scare me. Let's hope so.
"Awww, do you need some help up?" he smirked at Riley. The man set the hammer down on the chair and walks over to Riley. He sat her up against the wall with her legs extended out in front of her. After returning to his seat, the man grasped the hammer and lightly pounded it against the palm of his other hand.
"Are you going to tell me what I want to know?" the man paused in his pounding to ask.
Silence.
The man got up to walk over and kneel beside her. He looked into her eyes, and asked again,"Are you going to tell me?" a threat looming over his words.
Riley did exactly what she always did; stare at him and not reply to his threats. She wasn't afraid. The team would be there soon to save her. Or at least she hoped they would be.
"Alright," he wound up and slammed the hammer into her right kneecap. Riley shut her eyes and closed her mouth so she didn't cry out. He swung down again. Muscles tore and bones crunched as the hammer hit her leg. A tear glided down her cheek; she shut her eyes tighter and bit her lower lip.
He stood up in rage and practically ran over to his wall of weapons. He selected a long metal object with a circular end. He stuck it in the furnace and waited.
Riley watched him as he did this. I hope that's not what I think it is… Minutes went by until the man finally pulled the metal object out of the furnace. The end was as red as Rudolph's nose and smoke coming off of it like a chimney. She couldn't tell what the metal was shaped like inside the circle; she wasn't anxious to know that, she was more worrisome about where he would put it.
"You think your little friends are going to find you? Think again. They will never find you. You're all mine," he said with a sneer.
"They will find me."
"Are you sure? There are two Chestnut Streets in Maryland alone. And I dumped your phone off 5 miles away from the other one. That might make them want to check there, a street 50 miles away from here!"
"They are smarter than that. They are smarter than you," she spat.
"If they are so smart, why are you still here? This, this right here will always remind you that you belong to me, no matter what you may think; you will always belong to me. Not them- the people who can't save you."
The immoral man branded his insignia into the side of the girl's abdomen. She flinched at first but began to lose feeling. Riley sat still, holding back tears as she sent a silent plea to her team. Find me soon. He pulled the metal away from her skin and it felt like a sudden freezing wind current came into the room. A large, smoldering mark was left on Riley's skin. G.O.D will always be engraved on her body. His voice rang in her mind, "Remember Riley, I. Am. God."
She turned her head away to tune out anything he might say to her. She didn't want to hear any more lies from him. He deceived her. He played her. He used her. He noticed her ignoring him and decided to give her the present he's been holding her. The despicable man grinned, "I have a surprise for you, Riley. I think you will enjoy this one."
Riley continued to ignore him. She didn't want anything he had to offer anymore.
The man left the room, walked 13 steps down the hallway, and opened an identical steel door.
"No! Let me go!" a scream came out of the room.
Realization struck Riley. I've heard that voice before. Maddy.
Maddy was pushed into Riley's chamber. Her face was bruised in places and a thin line of blood trickled from her mouth. She walked in with a limp but stopped when she saw Riley on the floor. Her eyes grew wide as she saw what pain and agony Riley had gone through.
Riley used her hands and left leg to stand herself up. Her right leg had become practically useless. Maddy rushed over to her and grabbed her arms.
"Riley! What happened? Why are we here? What's going on? Who is this man?"
So many questions; so little time. Riley opened her mouth to answer when the man chuckled from his spot in the doorway. Riley saw the grin on his face and knew he was thinking something cruel. She stepped, with difficulty, around Maddy, keeping herself between this abominable man and her friend.
"Stay away from her," Riley growled.
The man took a step closer and Riley pressed Maddy against the wall. He continued walking toward the pair until he was face to face with Riley. His grinning face was met with a death glare. "She doesn't know anything, let her go."
"You know I won't do that, Riley," he said without moving.
Riley spit in his face. He blinked slowly and returned by sending a strong punch to her face.
Maddy was horrified. She never expected to see Riley this way; weak and beaten. She placed her hands on Riley's back but removed them off when she saw the bloody gashes caused by the whip. She looked down at Riley's legs. Her left leg was blackened at the calf and there were slits along her thigh where a knife was used. Her right leg, which she wouldn't put pressure on, had similar slashes as the other but her knee was so swollen it almost looked like a bowling ball. Her arms were gashed and cut up while her left hand was swollen and crooked looking. There was a gaping wound on the side of her head; with every heartbeat, it throbbed. Maddy could tell Riley wouldn't be able to handle any more time here. She doesn't want me to get hurt. But to what extend can she protect me?
"Don't touch her," Riley snarled.
The man tilted his head to the side, smiled, and trailed his index finger along her cheekbone. "Tell me and no one has to get hurt."
She closed her eyes for a second, opened them, and replied calmly, "If you hurt her or touch her in any way I will never tell you anything. I will stop speaking altogether and wait for you to kill me. Do what you want to me, don't touch her."
This caught the man off guard. He withdrew his hand and took a step back. The man looked her up and down to see if she was bluffing. She wasn't- her face set in a stone-hard countenance of honesty and promise. His smile returned as he lunged forward to grab her neck and push her against the wall. Maddy moved out of the way and worked her way to an empty corner to watch from a safe distance.
The man kept a strong hold on Riley's neck as he pinned her against the concrete wall. She squirmed from discomfort and pain. Her toes barely reached the floor. He sneered in her face, "We can try it your way. Maybe I'll like it; maybe I won't." He glanced over at the girl in the corner and raised his eyebrows. "I don't know. I think she would be a fun one."
Anger rose in Riley like steam until she exploded. She snapped the string binding her hands and extended them to push against the man's face. He released his grip on her and took a few steps back. She dropped down and almost collapsed over her right side but used her left leg to catch herself. She stood tall before the man in front of her. "Don't say that," she commanded.
"Someone's a little touchy," he returned with humor.
Riley took a swing at the man and struck him across the mouth. His head turned but he didn't move. He brought it back and started rubbing his jaw as a sarcastic gesture. Of course it didn't hurt him; she had no strength left in her. Without letting her have a moment of accomplishment, he returned the favor with a punch to her face as well. His had more of an effect; Riley went falling to the floor, blood dripping from her mouth. She stayed down on her hands and knees, unable to find the strength to get back up.
The man chuckled. "You're pathetic." He gave her a kick to the stomach and she collapsed completely.
Riley looked up at him as he left the room and locked the door behind him. Her eyelids grew heavy and she started to let them win but she had another job to do. She got back up on her hands and knees, despite the throbbing pain in her abdomen. Riley tried to return to her feet, but she couldn't, she wasn't strong enough. She fell back onto her stomach.
Maddy noticed her distress and walked over to her. She sat down beside Riley and stroked her hair. "Why are you punishing yourself for me, Riley?" she asked softly. "Why are you protecting me like this?"
"This is my fault. You shouldn't get hurt for my mistakes," Riley replied, sorrow lacing her words. She wished her friend wasn't in this position. This is all my fault. If I had just told him months ago…
"I can take it. You don't look like you can anymore."
Riley sat up and leaned against Maddy. "I'm alright. We'll be saved soon. People are on their way now. Give it a few hours." Her eyes began to close.
Maddy smiled slightly at her optimism. She scooted back and drug Riley with her until they were both leaning against the wall. Riley kept her head resting on Maddy's shoulder. Her eyes grew shut when she realized she needed some answers.
"Maddy? When and how did you get here?"
She looked forward distantly, "I don't know how long ago it was, at least a few days. It's hard to tell in here. But I remember it was Wednesday night. I was walking back to my dorm when this guy came up to me and asked if I could help him find the campus store and when I went to show him he grabbed me, shoved me in a van, he got in the passenger seat, and some other guy drove us away. I woke up in the room down the hall and I've been there ever since."
"I was taken late Thursday afternoon. What has he done to you?" Riley asked, concerned.
"Nothing much. He hit me a few times when I asked for food. But other than that nothing."
"You were limping when you came in here."
Maddy gave her a small, nostalgic smile,"You always notice everything, don't you? I was just stiff. I was sitting in there for hours, not moving. I'm O.K I swear. I'm in much better condition than you are." She looked at the younger's legs, arms, and head, before asking,"What did he do to you?"
"Too much to describe," Riley said simply. She yawned and started to wrap up the conversation, "I'm really tired, Maddy. Mind if I use you as a pillow?"
The older girl smiled a little more. "Of course not." She leaned her head back against the wall and hoped sleep would find her as well. "Good night Riley."
"Good night Maddy. Don't worry, we'll be safe tomorrow. Bet on it."
