hey! sorry for the cliffy...ok, no i'm not...haha, i thought it was time i had once since i hadn't b4...but i didn't make u wait long, so don't be mad. hah, so anyway, here's the chp...
IDIOTS AND GUILT
Jack stepped out of the shower and swore she had heard the door of the apartment open. Riddick shouldn't be back yet though, so she wrote it off as her imagination. She pulled on her sweat pants and walked back to their room in only those and a bra, since her shirt had milk on it.
She walked down the hall and just knew something was wrong. Everything was quiet...to quiet. Her heart was beating rapidly in her chest and she headed to the living room, just to look around and assure herself that she was being paranoid. As she stepped near the couch, she about jumped out of her skin when she heard a voice. A voice that was most definitely not Riddick's.
"Well looky what we have here..." A voice drawled right before a man stepped around the corner.
She turned and saw a tall man standing at the end of the hallway with messy, curly hair and a scruffy beard. He smirked sickly and took a step toward her so she took a step back, only to be grabbed from behind by someone who has stepped silently out from behind entertainment center.
She swung her elbow back and hit him in the gut and he let her go. Before she even took two steps though, the other man was right in front of her. And threw her up against the wall next to the couch, causing the air to rush out of her lungs.
"Well, well... you're a feisty one, ain't ya? Riddick teach you that?" he chuckled, apparently thinking he was funny.
"Who?" Jack asked, so naturally that she even surprised herself. She'd ran into mercs look for Riddick a couple times before and had been able to fool some of them into thinking that they had the wrong girl and that she had no clue where Riddick was. She'd just pull the 'who, me?' act and most guys fell for it when she started panicking that Richard B. Riddick was on the same planet that she was, and so on.
"Don't try pulling the innocent shit with me, sister. We know he's around here somewhere. We searched the place already, so he must just be out. We thought maybe he left for a quick fuck or something... but I can't figure why he'd do that, seeing as he has a hot, young thing like you right here to use as a sex-toy."
Jack swallowed nervously as the man rakes his eyes over her, licking his lower lip.
"Look, I don't know who you are or who you're looking for, but I'd appreciate it if you got the hell out of my apartment. This is invasion of privacy," she said quickly, like a merc really cared if they broke some laws or not.
"Yea? Then what're you doing with a bunch of guy clothes in your closet then? They look too big for you,"
"Hey, fuck you, alright"
"See, I'd much rather fuck YOU," He sneered at her, running his hand down her side, stopping momentarily to linger at her breasts.
"You wish," she hissed, pushing his hand away.
"Oh, you wanna be like that? Fine. Just tell us where he is and we'll leave you alone."
"I don't know who you're looking for. If I knew them I'd tell you where they were, now just go"
"Can't do that," He shrugged.
Jack glared at him and brought her knee up to catch him in the nuts, but he anticipated her move and caught her leg.
"This coulda been easy for ya, but, since you're being so uncooperative, it looks like you need some convincing..." The man growled. "Dax, stay out here and keep watch. Logan, you come on with me and work on convincing her to tell us what we wanna know..."
Another man walked out of the bedroom and went out into the kitchen to watch the door. The man who seemed to be in charge gave the man behind her, Logan, a nod and the next thing Jack knew she was shoved towards the couch. She swung at the big, blonde haired man and caught him by surprise, landing her fist on the right side of his jaw.
"Bitch!" he spat, shoving her again.
She stumbled back and caught herself just before she was about to fall. The man lunged for her, using the fact that she was unbalanced against her, and tackled her to the ground. The breath rushed out of her quickly and he pinned her down.
She pushed at him as he climbed on top of her, but he was too big and her pushes didn't deter him much. Mostly they just annoyed him and, sickly, seemed to excite him.
Somehow, she was able to shove him to the side and was about to roll to her feet when a foot came out of nowhere and caught her hard in the side. She gasped and her short delay was enough time for Logan to pin her down again, this time more forcefully.
"Damn it, stop!" he growled, grabbing her arms and pinning them above her head.
"Get off!" Jack squirmed underneath him, trying to get her hands free.
"Hold still, damn it," he spate, back handing her across the face twice.
Jack refused to let the tears that stung her eyes fall, and kept trying to get loose. Riddick would have to be back soon and all she had to do was make it until then.
"Stupid bitch...Toombs, hold on to her hands, huh? She'll learn to fight me"
Toombs, the man who seemed in charge, chuckled and held her arms back.He watched the scene before him intently, wondering what this chick's deal was. He honestly thought he had Big Bad this time, once he found out Riddick was with some girl. He figured the girl would give him up like nothing and then they'd have him. Just his luck the girl would be a stubborn one. He'd let Logan do whatever he wanted to her, but wouldn't get in on it just yet. He kept one ear out for noise at the door and was ready to split, with or without his other men. Touching something of Riddick's was generally a bad idea and he didn't know what this girl meant to Riddick just yet.
"Bitch!" Logan roared when Jack still refused to stop struggling.
She had wiggled out from under him and was scrambling back to get to her feet, but he caught her left ankle and pulled her back towards him. She kicked out with her free foot and connected with his shoulder. He hissed a string of curses at her and caught her foot as it came back at him for another kick.
He pulled back and punched her in the stomach and a couple times, hoping to get it through to her not to piss him off. She went still for a moment, hissing in pain and he smirked. That should teach her.
He made quick work of untying her sweat pants and pulling them down. He roughly spread her legs apart and pressed himself against her through his jeans. She whimpered and tried to squirm away, tugging fruitlessly at the hold Toombs had on her arms.
"Gonna tell us where he's at, doll? I'll get him off ya if you just tell me?" Toombs whispered in her ear.
Jack shook her head, not trusting her voice to sound even. She wouldn't give Riddick up; she couldn't, not matter what. Toombs shrugged and tightened his grip on her forearms.
Logan unzipped his jeans, showing her was going commando. He yanked her legs up around him, so her lower back was not completely off the floor, and moved his hand to rip off her underwear.
Toombs held up a hand and covered Jack's mouth, listening intently. He heard a soft slump from the other room and his heart skipped a beat. Shit, that meant Riddick was back. They'd lost the element of surprise.
He turned to tell Logan when Jack bit into his hand. A groan escaped him before he could stop it and he punched Jack in the face out of aggravation.
He got up and silently slunk back to a corner of the living room, cursing himself for having such a small crew. He'd get a bigger one next time, determined that there would be a next time.
Logan blinked and Toombs was gone. He was about to say something when he got a knee in his groin for his momentary carelessness of loosening his grin on Jack.
"Son of a" His phrase was cut short when he was bodily yanked off his knees and into the air.
"Don't fucking move," a voice warned him, growling in his ear. Logan nodded and didn't dare say a word as the cold metal of a knife was placed at his throat. "What the fuck were you thinking? Coming into my home, fucking with what's mine..." he growled eerily.
Logan's hand twitched towards his gun but the shiv pressing harder against his skin stopped him.
"Don't even think about it. Two men? Only two? That's fucking insulting, you know that?"
"Three," Logan whispered hoarsely. He was a chicken-shit and would rat out Toombs if he thought it meant me might get to live. He was stupid as hell to think that.
"That's still not good enough"
The last thing Logan knew was an exploding pain in the back of his head and then nothing.
Riddick looked around to find the third guy. He was about to ask Jack where he was when he spotted him near the window. He advanced towards the man... but then the man was gone. The idiot had jumped out the window. Riddick leaned over the sill and looked down to see that the man had landed in a dumpster. Lucky bastard. He got up and stumbled away as quick as he could and Riddick just let him go. He was only one man and wouldn't be back any time too soon. By the time he got men together, Riddick planned to be long gone.
He turned back to Jack who was fumbling with the tie of her sweat pants. She was shaking and Riddick would smell the fresh saltiness of tears. Tears she was obviously determined to hold back.
He approached her quietly and stilled her hands. She looked up at him before quickly looking away. He pushed her hands away and gently tied the strings for her. She refused to look at him and her eyes darted around the room, although he knew she couldn't seem much in the dark.
"Jack..." she turned her head to face him but didn't look him in the eye. "Look, I need to get these two out of here... you ok for a second?"
She nodded and still wouldn't look at him.
"Ok... go to the bathroom and I'll get you cleaned up when I come back, ok?" She nodded again. "I won't be long." Again, she nodded.
Riddick sighed and watched her slowly walk out of the room. He leaned down and hefted the guy off the floor and to the door. Be got that guy out of the apartment without a problem and stashed in an alleyway, but he saw people in the halls when he went back up to the room. Shit, that would complicate things.
He stood in the kitchen and stared at the man whose neck he'd snapped when he walked in. The guy was a shitty lookout and now he didn't know what to do with him. He remembered the jackass who jumped two stories out of the window and got an idea. He dragged the man to the window and, after looking around to make sure no one was around to see, he shoved him out. The man landed in the dumpster with a 'thump' and that was that.
He shut and locked the window before headed to the bathroom where he told Jack to be, silently cursing himself. Of all the times not to lock the door. He always locked the door and the one night he didn't HAD to be that night.
He stepped into the bathroom and squinted when the lights were on too bright. He dimmed them and Jack looked up, only meeting his eyes for a second. She has a shirt on now and was sitting on the sink counter with her feet hanging over the edge. Her hands were in her lap, fidgeting nervously.
He stepped over in front of her and tilted her face up with a finger under her chin. There was a bruise forming on her left cheek and a cut from one of the man's rings. Her lip was split as well. He bent down under the sink and grabbed the first aid kit for some anti-bacterial liquid and a small bandage. She winced when he dabbed the liquid on but said nothing.
Her silence, while understandable, just served to guilt him further. He clenched his jaw and put some small strips of gauze over the cut. He cleaned the cut on her lip carefully and closed the kit.
"Jack, you ok?" he asked quietly, tilting her chin up so that she'd look at him.
"...Yea"
"There's no reason to lie," he said softly, knowing she wasn't ok.
She shrugged and gently pushed his hand away.
"Jack...did they..." he trailed off, not wanting to say and knowing she knew what he was talking about.
"No...I mean, he was going to...but he didn't..." she trailed off as well.
"Ok, let's get go bed..."
It was still early but Riddick planned to get up early the next day, pack, and get off the planet. Jack nodded but didn't move. "Jack, come on, you ok?"
"... You didn't lock the door..."
Riddick cringed but wasn't going to deny it. "Yea I know...I just forgot. That's no excuse...I'm sorry..."
She nodded and ran a hand through her hair shakily. Riddick sighed and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her too him.
Jack whimpered quietly in pain and pushed him away.
"What?"
"It's just my side..." She shrugged like it was nothing but pain was evident in her voice.
Riddick reached out to push up her shirt but she jerked away.
"Jack, I need to check it out. A rib could be broken and if it is, I have to know"
After a moment she nodded and he carefully pushed up her shirt to see the starting of a dark bruise on her left side, along with one on her stomach. He ran a hand along her side, causing her to wince a little, but he knew it wasn't broken; it was just going to leave a bruise.
"Ok...come on"
He lifted her off the counter and carried her 'princess-style' to the bedroom and set her down on her back before changing and crawling in next to her. She turned towards him, on her good side, and looked somewhere around his chest.
They stayed silent for a long time but neither slept.
"Jack, you gotta get some sleep... we're gonna get up early in the morning." Jack looked up at him questioningly and he explained. "I think we should leave and it's probably best to do it as early as we can tomorrow. I think we've stayed here just a little too long."
Jack nodded and moved closer to him, resting her forehead on his chest. Riddick rubbed her back and waited for her to fall asleep. He didn't plan on sleeping that night. He very much doubted the lone merc would come back but decided not to take a chance.
He laid awake all night with Jack in his arms. His senses were on alert but he was mentally going over what he'd have to do in the morning. He'd have Jack pack up whatever she needed and his stuff while he made plans. He needed to figure out where they'd go and his ship probably needed refueling and all that shit. He doubted Jack would want to be left alone long though, so he'd get that done just before they left and she could wait in the ship.
He spent the whole night putting together the plans in his head, absently playing with Jack's hair while he thought. Yes, it was, without a doubt, time to leave and tomorrow was the day.
Hey, hope you liked it. I just want to say that i only used Toombs because he was an interesting character and stuff, and he'll be making another appearance...or two? who knows...Tell me what you think. NO, i don't own him. He belongs to the writters of the movie and blah, blah, blah.
So yea, next chp should be up soon...they're leaving on a spiffy ship and all that good stuff...whoop, whoop! haha...wow, i'm tired.
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