A/N: Thank you so much for reveiwing my story, it means alot to me to know
you guys like it and dont worry, I dont hold chapters hostage for reveiws,
I hate it when authors do that! Lol. ~Jess
Gordo drove around the dimly lit streets, in the rain for hours with his eyes taking in everything possible, he would not give up until Lizzie was safe in his arms and sight. His masculine hand reached up to rub the side of his face and then to the back of his neck as he sighed. The glowing numbers on his clock radio seemed to laugh at him as they blinked 2:38am.
His fingers tightened his already death grip on the steering wheel as the car slowed to a stop. Gordo's eyes needed rest, they were already so tired and worn from crying. His whole body needed rest but he refused it until he found Lizzie. Laying his head on the steering wheel for awhile, he couldn't help feeling guilty for what he said to her.
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The warm liquid burned as her mouth was forced open by a strong hand, trying to get it down her throat. Lizzie gagged and coughed, which only caused the Vodka to go through her nose and into her lungs. She tried her best to regurgitate the substance because she knew it wouldnt take long for it to take effect since she doesn't drink often. Hayden smiled widley as he set the bottle down on the dresser.
" Im going to go prepare your charriot, my lady."
Glaring at his retreating form, he left. As soon as she heard him go downstairs she started to work hard. She rocked, she grunted in frustration, she even tried pulling hard on what was binding her...it was no use.
She cocked her head to the side in defeat, just about to give up...it was no use. She was stuck..but as her eyes set on the dresser just within arms reach. Dertermined eyes set locked on the liquor bottle. Silently praying God thanks that her feet weren't tied, she kicked the dresser with all of her might.
All she got was a wobble until she kicked even harder, and then it fell to the ground, shattered and disorted but that was the problem. It was on the ground, she wasn't. She let out a growl of defeat as she swung back as hard as she could in anger. Then it happened, the unsturdy chair went with her and she fell on the broken bottle. Letting out a small cry of pain she felt around behind her but it was no use, she couldn't grasp anything.
Tears fell silently as she heard the footsteps coming up the stairs...she knew her time was up.
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Gordo hung up his cell phone and grasped is forehead. No traces of Lizzie were found, they couldn't act until 48 hours have past and they still had 4 more to go. Which means Hayden could still get away with anything he was planning. He was sure it was him. Maybe it was the uneasy vibe Gordo got from him...he didn't know. At this point the only thing he cared about was Lizzie's saftey and hoping to find her alive.
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" I see you tried to get away," He smirked at Lizzie as he pulled her up, examining the cuts on her arm and in her hand from the shards of glass. " We can't let you go all dirty and bloody like this now, can we?"
While he emerged from the bathroom he carried a wet washrag and started to wipe vigorously on her delicate skin. Whimpers escaped her throat as she tried to back away, finally the pain was too much for her raw flesh to handle.
" C-can I just take a shower! Please! It hurts! It hurts so bad!"
" Thats what you should get for the shit youv'e put me through and these rope burns you made."He replied as he squeezed a wrist
She begged to just get some time alone, looking up with big eyes she tried to put on the most helpless look ever.
" I guess you could have one last shower but if you try anything funny you will pay so much, I swear on your friends life! And I mean that.." He said with a warning gleam.
" I wont..I swear..please.." Lizzie cried
" Im not untying you...I dont trust what you could do with your hands free."
He fallowed her to the bathroom and watched her as she entered. After a few seconds of, what it looked like, having second thoughts, he shut the door.
Lizzie quickly turned on the shower for backround noise, after locking the door, she knew she had to work. She searched frantically, looking for anything then she noticed the medicine cabinet. She knew she had to hurry because she felt the alcohals effect on her as her vision altered and her senses became cloudy. All she wanted was to be in Gordo's arms, in her own bedroom.
Scared the noise would have him bust in there she opened the small window first, looking down and noticing she was on the second story of the three story house. Then taking off one of her socks, since she wanted her pants on incase she got out and then her shirt was impossible to get off, she wrapped it around her hand.
Bang..
Bang..
" Are you almost done? Youre being slow!"
" Yeah..almost." She cried back with fear as she stepped back and then with all of her might, she punched the mirror.
Glass shattered and fell, covering the sink with various sparkling shards. She grabbed the biggest and most sharpest peice.
Fighting to get the rops off, she tried ignoring the bangs on the door but as soon as she was free she tried to fit through the small space. The door busted open just as she made it out the window but then she felt a hand on her ankle, swinging her foot back she kicked him hard in the face.
Right when her body hit the bushes, scratching her already bruised and battered body she set off in a sprint as best she could. She was lucky if she could walk the right way, yet run but she knew she had to so she could get away as the rain fell, hitting her face and stinging her gashes but for the first time she felt free. More free then shes ever felt while dating Hayden.
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Gordo turned on the street which he knew Hayden lived on, he has had to pick up Lizzie numerous times here, as he drove he noticed someone run out on the street.
He let out a yelp as he slammed on the breaks, missing the small frame. Just then the form fell to the ground.
Gordo drove around the dimly lit streets, in the rain for hours with his eyes taking in everything possible, he would not give up until Lizzie was safe in his arms and sight. His masculine hand reached up to rub the side of his face and then to the back of his neck as he sighed. The glowing numbers on his clock radio seemed to laugh at him as they blinked 2:38am.
His fingers tightened his already death grip on the steering wheel as the car slowed to a stop. Gordo's eyes needed rest, they were already so tired and worn from crying. His whole body needed rest but he refused it until he found Lizzie. Laying his head on the steering wheel for awhile, he couldn't help feeling guilty for what he said to her.
~~~~~~~~~~~~
The warm liquid burned as her mouth was forced open by a strong hand, trying to get it down her throat. Lizzie gagged and coughed, which only caused the Vodka to go through her nose and into her lungs. She tried her best to regurgitate the substance because she knew it wouldnt take long for it to take effect since she doesn't drink often. Hayden smiled widley as he set the bottle down on the dresser.
" Im going to go prepare your charriot, my lady."
Glaring at his retreating form, he left. As soon as she heard him go downstairs she started to work hard. She rocked, she grunted in frustration, she even tried pulling hard on what was binding her...it was no use.
She cocked her head to the side in defeat, just about to give up...it was no use. She was stuck..but as her eyes set on the dresser just within arms reach. Dertermined eyes set locked on the liquor bottle. Silently praying God thanks that her feet weren't tied, she kicked the dresser with all of her might.
All she got was a wobble until she kicked even harder, and then it fell to the ground, shattered and disorted but that was the problem. It was on the ground, she wasn't. She let out a growl of defeat as she swung back as hard as she could in anger. Then it happened, the unsturdy chair went with her and she fell on the broken bottle. Letting out a small cry of pain she felt around behind her but it was no use, she couldn't grasp anything.
Tears fell silently as she heard the footsteps coming up the stairs...she knew her time was up.
~~~~~~~
Gordo hung up his cell phone and grasped is forehead. No traces of Lizzie were found, they couldn't act until 48 hours have past and they still had 4 more to go. Which means Hayden could still get away with anything he was planning. He was sure it was him. Maybe it was the uneasy vibe Gordo got from him...he didn't know. At this point the only thing he cared about was Lizzie's saftey and hoping to find her alive.
~~~~~~
" I see you tried to get away," He smirked at Lizzie as he pulled her up, examining the cuts on her arm and in her hand from the shards of glass. " We can't let you go all dirty and bloody like this now, can we?"
While he emerged from the bathroom he carried a wet washrag and started to wipe vigorously on her delicate skin. Whimpers escaped her throat as she tried to back away, finally the pain was too much for her raw flesh to handle.
" C-can I just take a shower! Please! It hurts! It hurts so bad!"
" Thats what you should get for the shit youv'e put me through and these rope burns you made."He replied as he squeezed a wrist
She begged to just get some time alone, looking up with big eyes she tried to put on the most helpless look ever.
" I guess you could have one last shower but if you try anything funny you will pay so much, I swear on your friends life! And I mean that.." He said with a warning gleam.
" I wont..I swear..please.." Lizzie cried
" Im not untying you...I dont trust what you could do with your hands free."
He fallowed her to the bathroom and watched her as she entered. After a few seconds of, what it looked like, having second thoughts, he shut the door.
Lizzie quickly turned on the shower for backround noise, after locking the door, she knew she had to work. She searched frantically, looking for anything then she noticed the medicine cabinet. She knew she had to hurry because she felt the alcohals effect on her as her vision altered and her senses became cloudy. All she wanted was to be in Gordo's arms, in her own bedroom.
Scared the noise would have him bust in there she opened the small window first, looking down and noticing she was on the second story of the three story house. Then taking off one of her socks, since she wanted her pants on incase she got out and then her shirt was impossible to get off, she wrapped it around her hand.
Bang..
Bang..
" Are you almost done? Youre being slow!"
" Yeah..almost." She cried back with fear as she stepped back and then with all of her might, she punched the mirror.
Glass shattered and fell, covering the sink with various sparkling shards. She grabbed the biggest and most sharpest peice.
Fighting to get the rops off, she tried ignoring the bangs on the door but as soon as she was free she tried to fit through the small space. The door busted open just as she made it out the window but then she felt a hand on her ankle, swinging her foot back she kicked him hard in the face.
Right when her body hit the bushes, scratching her already bruised and battered body she set off in a sprint as best she could. She was lucky if she could walk the right way, yet run but she knew she had to so she could get away as the rain fell, hitting her face and stinging her gashes but for the first time she felt free. More free then shes ever felt while dating Hayden.
~~~~~~~~~~~
Gordo turned on the street which he knew Hayden lived on, he has had to pick up Lizzie numerous times here, as he drove he noticed someone run out on the street.
He let out a yelp as he slammed on the breaks, missing the small frame. Just then the form fell to the ground.