WARNING: This chapter contains a good amount of cussing and it's pretty dark as well.

Chapter 11: Savior

Bianca wakes up feeling sick to her stomach. Her hands are bound by a large rope as she sits there in a trashy looking attic of some sort. She looks around, trying not to freak out when she hears laughs coming from across the room. Quickly, she closes her eyes again. She doesn't want whoever this person is to know she's awake. Lord, please help me. She says in her head over and over again. She tries to remember why she's here, but her mind draws a blank.

"What are we going to do with the bitch?" A gruff voice speaks, and her stomach starts to do flips.

"Bring her back into the gang. That's what Rob wants anyway." Another voice responds, and Bianca almost feels the urge to scream. Her heart's beating too fast for her liking and she's trying to stop herself from shaking, but she can't help the fact that she knows that voice. It's Vince.

"She's still sleeping?"

"She shouldn't be. She's probably faking." Vince says.

"Well I'm gonna go get a few things from the truck. You check if she's awake." He replies. Vince nods, looking over at Bianca. The guy leaves and slams the door and Vince makes his way over to Bianca. He pauses for a split second before slapping her in the face. She gasps for air, the shock getting to her.

"I knew you were up." he says, his voice smug, and his lips turning to a smirk.

She grits her teeth and looks up at Vince. Her worst nightmares have come true, and she feels the tears falling down her face as she looks at him. His face is cut open, and he looks terrible. She remains quiet and he smiles, "Did you miss me bitch?" He says, slapping her in the face again. She tries not to cry but the tears fall down her face again, and then she thinks of her baby. She has to be strong for her baby, she has to escape so that her baby could have a fighting chance like everyone else in the world.

"What do you want from me?" She replies, her voice weak.

"I want you Bee. I want you back in the gang, I want to be with you. I don't want to hurt you, but you really think you're going to make it in life without the gang? You think that stupid jock can get you a good paying job and take care of you?" He tells her, and she's speechless.

"I told you...I don't do that anymore." She says, her mouth suddenly feeling dry. She licks her lips but that doesn't help.

"You know damn well what happens when people try to get out of gangs. They get beat up, usually killed. I'm being fucking nice to you and you're going to do what I say cunt!" He shouts at her, completely outraged. He smacks her again and she attempts to stop his blows by putting her hand over her face. Sure, she knows how to fight, she used to train in fight club and whoop Fitzs ass all the time, but this was different, because now she knows what Vince can do, and she knows that beating him up will only lead to him getting out his gun and shooting her.

"STOP!" She cries, and for the first time she's actually pleading with someone. He takes a step back, realizing what he's done, "Thirsty?" He changes the subject. He grabs a bottle of water.

Water. Water. That's exactly what she needs right now, but she knows he's not going to give it to her, "Look Bee, I can make you suffer, of I can look out for you. But I can't do that if you're not apart of the gang. I'm trying to help you Bee. Some of my brothers already got red flags on your ass. They find you out here, and you're done."

She thinks about this, and she knows that it's risky, but she doesn't care. She would rather have a life outside of the gang and have a chance of her baby doing well, then go back with them and have her baby shot at by the age of five. He pours water into her mouth, and he tells her to think about it, but she knows she's already made up her mind.

"Vince! You done with the bitch yet?" A rough voice calls, opening the door. Bianca closes her eyes again, there's no need for Vince to tell him.

"Nah man, she's still sleeping hard. I tried. Let's go get that fucking weed from Andy right quick, and maybe she'll be up when we get back." He tells him.

"Well if she aint up we just gonna have to drag her ass. Let's go." He tells Vince, and they walk out the door, locking it carefully to make sure Bianca can't get out.

This is Biancas only chance of escaping. The adrenaline kicks in her body as she wiggles her hands quickly, feeling exhausted. She can only pray the baby is ok as she feels for her phone. She pulls it out, using her butt to shift to speed dial, "Oh I pray that this works." The phone rings and her heart continues to beat way too fast.

"Bianca? What's wrong?" She hears someone say.

"Fitz? Fitz! I need your help! I'm being kidnapped I-" The phone hangs up, and the door flings open, but it's too late for her to play like she's asleep.