"Get the fuck up!"
Another painful stinging on Amy's face indicated that Dave Batista had slapped her again. By this point Amy could feel the blood trickling down her chin from the countless times Dave Batista had hit her although as a result of the redhead's exhaustion of fighting him and the numbness of her face due to the blows, she couldn't feel anything.
When Dave Batista yanked on her hair again, Amy whimpered but as much as she wanted to, she couldn't stand up. At that point Amy was completely fatigued, she had no energy to stand up or to even fight back and at that point two tings could happen, A) Batista would pull on her hair until it ripped out of her scalp or B) Amy would collapse from exhaustion, either way she couldn't stand up.
"I said get the fuck up or I'll do something your gonna regret," Batista snarled, pulling out the switch knife he had threatened Amy with earlier, "Are you listening to me!?" the Animal demanded, raising his voice.
"…Fuck you." Amy repeated, breathing heavily. She was exhausted to the point where she didn't care what Dave threatened her with, there was no strength in her body and the only way she could remind Dave Batista that she wasn't going to play his game was by consistently pissing him off.
Batista sighed and looked around, the redheaded bitch was stubborn as hell and it pissed him off royally. He looked around the stairway, the door to his floor was staring at him and he just needed the redhead to stand up and walk to his room, but it seemed that she was far from beginning to cooperate. The Animal looked around the stairway, it was damp and murky and…isolated.
His lips curved into a cruel smile, if the red haired bitch wouldn't cooperate, then he'd just have to make some changes to the original plan that would be much less comfortable for her.
Slowly, he leaned down and whispered in her ear.
"This could have been much better for you if you just cooperated, hell, you could have even enjoyed what I would give you, but no, you had to be a stubborn whore, well, you know what? We're gonna have it your way princess…" He said chuckling to himself as shivers ran down Amy's spine, she was disgusted by Dave Batista but she was more confused, "Have it your way…" What did he mean by that?
Soon after, Amy regretted asking as Dave Batista –laughing to himself- heaved Amy to her feet from her shoulders. He snarled, pushing the tired redhead into the door of the stairway painfully causing a wince of pain to run through Amy's face.
Regrettably, Amy opened her eyes to see Dave Batista, his eyes containing a mixture of madness and hunger and his mouth open, panting as one of his hands pinned Amy to the wall and the other running down to Amy's waist where he was trying desperately to rip off her shirt.
Suddenly, Amy got a rush of adrenalin; this guy was really trying to rape her! She desperately tried moving her hands but it was no use, they were tightly tied behind her back. Remembering that she did the first time Batista had tried anything, she tried to kick him, aiming for his shin but Dave Batista seemed to read the redhead's mind and blocked her kick with one of his hands.
"Not another fucking idea. Get it?" He said, his voice dangerously low and a now recurring switch knife held at her throat. Amy whimpered, would Dave Batista actually kill her? She hoped not but she knew from experience that he wouldn't hesitate to hurt her, badly.
Laughing at her pain, he pulled her in and slammed her against the door again, this time, sending shots of pain through Amy's head and popping little stars in Amy's vision, everything was blurring out as Amy slid down the door again.
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"Please pick up, please pick up…" Adam begged, holding the phone to his ear as he paced down to the end of the hallway. Suddenly, he heard a thud on the other side of the roof exit door that was a few metres away from him, followed by a loud booming laughter then another thud.
The Canadian raised an eyebrow, something strange was happening on the other side of that door but there were more important things to worry about. Swiftly, he redialled Amy's number and put the phone to his ear.
He waited one ring, two rings, three rings. Strange, the ringing was getting louder, slowly, Adam removed the phone from his ear but he could still hear the ringing. Either he had bionic ears or Amy was nearby.
He rushed towards the noise and stopped at the roof exit door where the ringing was barely audible behind the movement and scuffle on the other side. Without thinking, Adam pushed the door open, dropping his phone numbly to the floor as he witnessed the event happening on the other side.
TBC
CHAPTER 25
A/N: I'm such a tease :P READ AND REVIEW!!!!