Chapter 10- Sweet escape.
Peyton groaned painfully as her breathing restored. Ian or Derek as he rather preffered had succeded in beating her shitless the past 3 hours and she could already see the outlines of the bruises that had turned deep purple and is an enormous reminder of the death wish that is sure to come. Derek had gone out a few minutes ago and to say that, that alone wasn't a relief was a huge understatement. She shook her head, feeling a huge migraine due to no food in the last 14 hours and focused on trying to get herself out.
" that's not gonna work, Peyton." She froze and looked up to see none other than her Psycho crazed Kidnapper standing before her shirtless revealing the devil-version of herself he had tattoed on his chest. He walked up to her slowly each step towards her like poison seeping slowly into her body. She gulped nervously.
" D-derek? wh-what are you doing?" He grinned evily.
" It's time that I've gotten what i've been waiting for Peyton," He put a hand on her face, cupping her as if he hadn't hurt her just 2 hours ago.
" It's time for some 'fun' " Peyton's eyes widened in fear as his eyes swept over her body and felt as if she'd rather die at that moment then have sex with the group. His hands travelled to her breast and she flinched.
" don't touch me!" He laughed.
" Peyton, Peyton, Peyton. I forgot how feisty you are- we're gonna have to take care of that aren't we?" For a minute she had a moment of hope as he he dug into his pocket and revealed a shiny, key, getting rid of the metal-handcuffs that were scarring her deeply, that is till she caught the crazed look in his eyes. She gathered up all the energy she had left and brang her own slender leg up and kicked him in his manhood. He dropped to the floor, grunting painfully and she made a run for it; that is till she felt him pull her back and felt her fragile body fall harshly onto the small, dusty bed.
He moved to her once again and she threw the mug that had been on the overhead and the empty beer bottle near it and mustered up a small smile as the 2 items collided with his face; sending him flying back painfully. She felt her stomach churn at the blood that dropped down his face. He took off his belt and whipped it at her, feeling a sense of possesion as she groaned, feeling pain pass through her.
" what will it take for you to realize we're meant to be together!?" he yelled. " Lucas doesn't deserve you! He doesn't love you like I do." he said as he cupped her cheek once again. He heard her whimper and softened.
" I'm sorry baby, I'm not gonna yell at you no more, I promise." his eyes darkened. " just be a good little girl and let me take care of you, It'll be over before you know it." She felt disgust run through her as he placed a huge, wet kiss on her cheek.
" I love you, don't you love me?" she tried to fend him off but he backhanded her across the face and took out a knife.
" don't you!?" he yelled. She took one look at his face and the knife that shone away like stars twinkling at night and nodded, tears slipping out of her eyes. He smiled and positioned himself over her.
" Good, this won't hurt at all, baby." and with that hsi hands slipped in her shirt and she shivered, feeling as though she'd throw up.
Please Luke, anyone, save me." she thought hoping that he didn't fulfill his expanding need..
" thanks again, Skills." a saddened Skills looked up at Lucas with a small smile.
" no prob, dawg." he clasped his back comfortingly. " just get back, curly." Lucas nodded, his face serious and his eyes twinkling in determination.
" I'll get her back Skills, I have to." Skills nodded and opened his mouth to say something when Lucas beat him to it.
" Kaylee and Jamie are sleeping in my room take good care of them, alright?" said the blonde man, his protective side coming out. Skills nodded and the other 4 adults turned to him. Nate walked up to his brother, the same expression on his face.
" you ready for this, bro?" Luke nodded and the two scott brothers were about to step out when 2 voices stopped them.
" wait! " they turned around to see Brooke and Haley running towards them. Haley took Nathan in her arms, holding him tightly, tears overwashing her face.
" Come back safe, baby." Nathan nodded, kissing her quickly, realizing that this might be the last time he could kiss his wife's beautiful, plump lips again. Haley turned to her bestfriend, hugging him tightly.
" Take care of yourself Luke, and keep Nathan sane, Bring back Blondie,alright?" Lucas nodded and caught Brooke as she flung herself into Nate and Luke's arms. She raised a hand at them, tears flowing down her face.
" don't come back until you've taken Mama Sawyer by her ass home alright?" she kissed them both on the cheek. " kick that Psycho bitch to the moon, scotts." They laughed quietly at Brooke's interpretation of Ian and left the room, taking one last look at the people that held a special place in their heart and hoping they made it in time. Nathan turned to his brother as they turned up at the old, red broken warehouse 20 minutes later.
" dude, this is it. you ready?" Luke looked at his brother and nodded as he remembered the phone call that had changed their views on the doubts that had poured into them.
Flashback-
It had been 12 hours since Peyton had been kidnapped, 2 hours since the Police had confirmed that they couldn't do anything about her kidnapping until it had been no more than 24 hours. Kaylee had fallen asleep shortly after Jamie had tucked her in and no longer then 10 short minutes later, Jamie had followed her example. The 4 adults sat in the living room, all in an extreme slump. Lindsay had gone to take a shower, not that Lucas had cared at all he was still furious with the woman and hadn't spoken to her at all in the last 8 hours. They all jumped as the phone rang, the ringing echoeing loudly into their ears and Lucas thinking it was the police shot up and got a hold of the phone, the other's close behind him.
" hello?" all he heard was breathing that transmitted into his ear.
" helllo?"
" L-luke-" his eyes widened, as his heart thumped loudly at the sound of her voice.
" Peyton?"
" Luke, s-save me!" whimpered the curly blonde.
" Peyton where are you? Has he touched you? Are you okay?"
" n-no time." he heard a sharp exhale of air. " warehouse om 16-16th avenue, h-hurry." He nodded, forgetting that she couldn't see him.
" I'm coming Peyton, hold on for me, baby."
" Luke I-" that's all he heard as he and Peyton lost contact, the phone disconnecting.
He got off the phone and rushed to the coat closet,hurridly zipping on his coat. He turned around to be met with curious, eager, adults staring back at him. Brooke rushed to him, her eyes glistening in hope for her bestfriend.
" who was that Lucas? was that Peyton? where is she? Is she okay? I can-" Haley interrupted the Brunette who was rapidly rambling at the speed of light.
" Brooke, ramblings not helping the situation or getting us answer's hon. " she put a hand on his shoulder. " well..."
" It was Peyton, she's in a lot of pain, hales. I've got the adress and I'm going to bring her back."
" Luke..."
" No Hales, I need her, we all do, but most importantly there's a 3 year old child counting on me to bring her mommy home and I'm ready to act on it."
" but what about Lindsay-"
" screw miss goody two shoes, No offense Luke, But Broody you have to bring my P.sawyer back." Rasped the other Brunette while Lucas Nodded, his hands clenched into tight fists. Nathan who was slowly digesting this newly found information stepped up to his brother.
" I'm going with you, man."
" Nathan-"
" Hales I-" She shused him with a kiss.
" I know, Peyton's your bestfriend and you'd do anything for her. You're a good friend Nathan Scott and I'm proud of you- Bring Blondie back." Nathan Grinned and kissed her passionatly.
" but- atleast wait till skills arrives." they groaned and quickly shut up as Haley glared at them.
End flashback.
" I'm ready, Nate." Nathan smiled as he handed his older brother a bat.
" then let's kick some ass, big brother." Luke smiled and pushed open the doors to the warehouse. They opened the warehouse, cold, air greeting them and shivered.
" dude, this place gives me the creeps." replied the brunette boy.
" yeah, imagine how Peyton feels." They came upon a dark room and entered the room, silently asking the greater God for some common strength. Their blue Scott eyes darkened in anger as they saw Peyton in a bra and matching panties, her body all bruised up and shaking.
" Peyton!"
" Nate, Look out!" yelled the blonde weakly as Luke turned around to see Ian bring a shock gun to his brother's neck and watched as his brother fell briskly to the floor. Ian smirked at him.
" Lucas, fancy meeting you here."
" cut the gratitude Ian, you won't need it when I kill you."
" unless I kill you first," said Ian as he pounced on Lucas and re-vibrated ( not sure if that's a word) his shock gun. Lucas moved out of the way and threw the bat at Ian's head, smirk intact as he grunted painfully to the floor. Ian slammed Lucas to the wall and punched him repeatedly, that is till a figure slammed him to the floor and threw the bat at the back of his head.
" don't mess with my brother, asshole." said Nate, smirk intact. He groaned painfully as a sharp item plunged through his hip and Luke caught him before he fell to the ground.
Ian pounced on Lucas once again, the bloody knife in his hand and plunged the item in his shoulder. Luke groaned and looked at his brother as the 2 wrestled Ian for the knife, they rolled over and were about to be stabbed once again when a gunshot emitted the air. Ian let out a sharp yelp and fell to the floor once again, it was then that they realized that the gun had plunged deeply into his heart; Ian Banks was dead. They looked up to see 4 police men parading around the house and what looked like the Head chief who was holding the gun walk up to them.
" you men, okay?" They nodded even though, they felt it hard to breathe.
" how'd you find us?" asked the older scott brother. The policeman grinned and winked at them.
" Little Lady over here, called for help. We heard the fight and came runnin' " They looked over at Peyton who was now dressed and had a small smile gracing her bruised up face. Peyton and the Scott brothers got loaded on hospital stretchers and looked at Peyton as she spoke with little energy she had left.
" Th-Thank you." Lucas could only kiss her forehead and squeeze her hand, never wanting to let go of his Peyton ever again. Nate smirked, taking up the energy that was slowly slipping away.
" you needed us Sawyer, plus what would've happened if the damsel in distress didn't have anyone to save her." Peyton could only smile softly as she squeezed on tighter to Lucas and Nathan's hand, as she closed her eyes and fell into a world of unconciousness.