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Chapter 4: Explosive Argument

The stinging in her cheek would not go away. He had slapped her harder than he intended, but she deserved it. The young brunette just seemed to take in every punishment that was being given to her. The man couldn't stand seeing how strong and unbreakable the woman was. "That's it Robin," the man yelled. He dragged her back to the chair and tied her up extra tight this time. Hopefully she's not strong enough for this. The man thought to himself.

But it was all an act. The brown haired woman was growing weaker inside everyday, physically and emotionally. She wished this wasn't happening to her, but she thought it was better her than Brenda. Brenda was a tough girl, but who knows how long she would have lasted. Robin closed her eyes and prayed that Brenda was all right and that she had received the letter from Lila. And Jason… "Jason," the young woman repeated her thoughts. She missed him so much, his understanding, his honesty, his kind ear. She didn't miss him as a lover, but as a friend. She knew he would know what to do under the circumstances. Luckily, Brenda had informed her of their new relationship. She was glad they were getting along, they had to if they both wanted to survive this mess that had unfolded.

A couple weeks earlier, the day Robin disappeared.

Her eyes felt heavy, but she managed to open them slowly. Her heart began pounding loudly, sensing danger around her. Her eyes wandered right and left, but she could see nothing but blackness. She wanted to scream for help or ask if anyone else shared the room with her, but strong duct tape kept her lips pressed together. Her wrists began to lack circulation from the tight ropes that held them in place behind a cold, metal chair. The brown haired girl struggled, hoping she could let herself loose from the uncomfortable position.

"There's no use in trying," a deep voice said from a corner of the room. He lit a candle and walked cautiously over to the helpless young woman. He held the candle towards her face; he expected her to be frightened, but he did not sense any fear in her eyes. She stared at him with remorse and anger, even though she still could not tell who was staring at her. She mumbled something that sounded profane, so he ripped the tape off of her mouth. Her face burned, but she did not flinch. "What were you trying to say darling?" he asked, "Robin isn't it?"

"Where's Brenda? Who are you? What the hell are you doing?" she asked.

"I think it's a little too soon for me to answer all of those questions," the man replied as he walked over to turn on the lights, "but don't worry about your little Beverly Hills girl, I don't have her, unfortunately."

Good, she thought. Robin didn't want her friend to experience any more trouble. The lights flickered on to its full power and Robin looked up at the man in shock. She was speechless at the revealing of her kidnapper.

"What's the matter? Surprised? I don't think you should be." The man walked over to Robin and lightly touched her cheek. She snapped her head in the opposite direction; she could not believe he was doing this. "Little Robin, how much you have grown up," he decided to not say anymore and left Robin alone in the room to take in the shock and everything that had happened. She waited for his footsteps to fade away in the background before she let her eyes water and tears run down her face.

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"Well, what?" Jason asked again. Ever since Brenda revealed why she came back and showed him the letters, he needed to know what further trouble she may have caused. Knowing her, she probably indirectly caused another problem or something while trying to help. Although she would foul up a lot, he liked how spirited and excited she was about helping others, even if it was to benefit her in the end.

"It doesn't matter, he probably doesn't know I'm here, you know, since I came here under a different name, and I kind of –"

"Brenda, what did you do?"

"Well…he's kind of looking for me because…I broke into his house and… accidentally pushed his brother down the stairs," Brenda fidgeted and further elucidated. "It was in self defense, he's still conscious, paralyzed, but conscious,"

"Brenda!"

"I just thought JC probably left some clues or something of where he took Robin." Brenda explained. Jason rubbed his hand over his face and let out a huge sigh. She could tell he was about to explode any moment. "I told you it was self defense and I couldn't just do nothing after my friend gets kidnapped." Brenda defended.

"Trespassing? Breaking and entering? Do you know how stupid that is?" Jason asked. He was getting really mad now.

"I know, I know." She said. She never should have brought it up.

"You could have gotten caught! You could've ended up in jail! You could have killed a guy!" He said loudly.

"I asked you not to yell!"

"I'm not yelling!" He was yelling.

"Then what do you call what you're doing? Talking loudly?" She asked furiously. She really disliked it when he did this to her.

"Yes!" he answered. He raised his voice and pointed out that "This is yelling!"

Brenda had enough. She walked furiously in front of his face so that their bodies were almost in contact with each other. "Well, while we're on the topic of criminal activity, why is it so horrible for me and not for you, you break the law almost every day!" she yelled in his face.

"That's different!" he screamed back. He walked away, hoping to get away from the topic.

She followed; she wasn't going to let him get away. "How? Huh Jason? How? I went out to help a friend because I care and I'm loyal. And that's exactly what you do for Sonny. So how come my actions cannot be justified like yours are?"

Jason turned furiously around and looked Brenda straight in the eye. "Because, unlike you, I don't act carelessly on impulse; I know what to do if there's a gun in my face and because it's my job!"

"It's my job to protect the people I care about!" she snapped back loudly.

"You call breaking into a kidnapper's house without help and pushing people down the stairs protecting people? When I think you couldn't damage things as worse as it was with Alcazar, this! How idiotic can you be?" he asked in an angry tone. That was it. She couldn't take being called idiotic by him anymore.

"What about you? Look what happened to Courtney!"

"You know nothing about Courtney!" he exclaimed.

"You think I don't? I overheard the Quartermaine's. Boy do I feel sorry for that girl. You were supposed to protect her Jason, but what did you do?"

"Be quiet. Stop talking." He warned; his headache began to grow worse.

"Some guy takes Courtney and another guy takes Liz somewhere else and you go to Liz first! Why? Because you think she's more helpless!" She was hurting him and she knew it, but for some reason her mouth did not want to stop.

"Shut up!" he yelled. He didn't want to be reminded of his mistake, the one that he believed he would never fully recuperate from. He was just getting over it, and coming to terms when she had to remind him how careless he had been.

"You tell one of Sonny's men to go to Courtney first," Brenda yelled and continued, "and you didn't even know the guy was a psychopath!"

"Shut up! Just shut up!" Jason rubbed his hand over his eyes and Brenda caught her breath. The two became silent. Each had hurt each other before, but never like this. Brenda wanted to apologize, but she didn't have the courage to speak, in fear of what Jason would do if she even made another sound. Jason looked into Brenda's eyes with remorse, but quickly made himself calm down. Both knew that what each other said was just to get back at the other, it was what they did, and it wasn't to hurt intentionally. Both of their arguments forced the other to face reality and the mistakes they had made. They both realized that what they did could no longer be changed. They just wish it didn't have to hurt so much. Brenda was about to apologize when something out of her control stopped her.

BOOM!

A huge force seemed to grab a hold of the arguing couple, Brenda fell into Jason's arms and they were thrown to the ground. Jason could hear three faint but frightened screams amongst the noise. Window glass had shattered to pieces. Jason realized Brenda was unconscious and shielded her with his body. He thought he felt the floor shake a little while wall hangings and the few vases fell to the ground. Small pieces off the walls and the ceilings dropped around them.

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"Right on time," A woman with binoculars turned towards her desk and picked up the phone. "It's done," she said monotonously.

"Good" a man on the other end of the line replied. "You've done what you needed to do. I'm not going to need you anymore."

"What?" the woman asked, "What does that mean? Hello?" A dial tone just answered her back. Heavy footsteps entered the office and she turned around to see a tall, built, armed man at the doorway. He approached her slowly and bent down so that he was eye level with her.

"He's watching you," the stranger said, "Anything to anyone and you're done. Understand?" the scary big man asked. The frightened woman just nodded and quickly passed out. The stranger took the needle out of her poked arm and slipped it back into his pocket. He closed the door carefully behind him and walked quietly away, nobody even knew he was there.

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