Chapter 15 The Fight
2 hours had pasted and John was siting in his hotel room, staring at the phone in his hands. He had called Monica about 32 times and she hadn't picked up once, now he was getting nervous.
"I'm callin' her one more time and that's it". John said to himself as he dialed her number again. He heard a couple of rings until finally there was an answer.
"Hello". Came a low, raspy voice.
"Monica?". He asked.
"Hey John". Enrique said smiling on the other line.
"Enrique". John said surprised. Why would he have her phone? John then thought for a second. "Where's Monica?".
"Oh, um, she's right here". He said. "Say hi monica". John began to hear mumbling screams in the background.
"What have you done to her!". John yelled, anger taking over his body by the second.
"Hey, temper man, if you don't calm yo ass down somethin else might happen to ya sweet fiancé".
"What did you do to her".
"Oh she's with me safe and sound in the basement waiting for her prince charming to come rescue her". He said with a laugh. "You know, it's funny. One minute your falling for a beautiful girl, your getting married, and the next you find out she's been sleeping with her ex-boyfriend and she's slowly falling outta love with you, then the next her husband turns into a psycho and kidnaps her". He heard him laughing on the other end.
"Your messin wit the wrong man". John said keeping his calm.
"Oh really, am I now. Well you messed wit the wrong man when you fucked my wife! I sent you a message at Unforgiven, obviously you didn't learn it, looks like I'm gonna have to send it to you again through Monica". He then heard a slap and monica let out a yelp.
"LEAVE HER ALONE!". He screamed into the phone. He could her enrique laughing again.
"Talk to ya later john". He heard the dial tone signaling enrique had ended the call. John threw the phone across the room, roughly combing both of hands through his hair. He couldn't believe this was happening, he fiancé had been kidnap. He knew he had to go after her, if he didn't there's no telling what that physco could be doing to her, he knew he had to leave and he had to leave now. The Next Day
Monica's POV
I woke up the next morning to find the tape had been removed from my mouth, but unfortunately not the handcuffs that were around my wrist and ankles. I looked at my surrounds, no more than a washing and drying machine and cooler and the stair case rested at the bottom of this pit. My stomach had been hurting so much after Enrique punched me and in between my legs was worse, I could see dry lines of blood on my inner thighs and I could feel some around my lips, my vision in my left eye was blurry so I figured my eye must be swollen. Just as I was sitting up I heard the door open above me, it was enrique.
"How's my precious princess doing this morning?". I heard him asked in a sweet tone, I immediately became disgusted and scooted myself around so that my back was facing him.
"Oh come on baby don't be like that". I heard his voice coming closer to me until I felt him standing right behind me.
"Just leave me alone". I whispered to myself.
"You know my friend called today, he said ya boy was posed to be coming to get you". He said.
"Really". I said.
"To bad he doesn't know where you are". Enrique said beginning to laugh. "You want something to eat honey?".
"Yes".
"Tough luck bitch, that's the price you pay for cheatin on me". He said angrily slapping me across the face. I watched as he walked up the stairs and disappeared, that's when the tears began to fall again.
"John, hurry". I said to myself as I rested back down on the floor.
Meanwhile
John had just parked right in front of Enrique's house. Thanks to one of Monica's friends he found it easily. After opening the door and walking inside the small house he could see a lot of stuff trashed and thrown around the room, as he walked into the kitchen he saw blood stains and what not.
"Monica!". He called, there was dead silence. He ran upstairs and began to look threw all the doors, finally barging into the bedroom. Walking in he saw parts of her tank top and her underwear laying just a few feet away from the bed and even more blood surrounding it. He sighed deeply sitting down on the floor, he tried to hold in the tears, but it wasn't working, then he heard the phone ring. He hesitated before getting up and answering it.
"Hello". He said.
"I knew you'd be there". Enrique said to john's surprise.
"You son of a bitch, you raped monica didn't you!". He yelled.
"I did what I had to do, she had to learn her lesson, it's not like I haven't did it before". He said.
"When I find you I'm gonna kick yo ass".
"Good luck, but sadly you'll never find me, so I would just give up and leave it's not worth you getting killed over".
"Who said I was getting killed?".
"Oh your right, it's not worth Monica getting killed". Enrique said before he hung up. John quickly slammed the phone down on the receiver, he was about to rush out until he noticed something on the phone. It was the address that the call had came from, along with of course the number, turns out Enrique had caller I.D.
"Dumbass". John said laughing afterwards. He rushed out of the house without a second thought and jumped in his car. He was about to leave when he noticed a familiar face standing not to far away waving in his direction.
"Hey john". The man said running up to his car.
"What are you doing here Randy?". John asked confused.
"I heard about what happened to Monica". He said.
"How did you know?".
"My hotel room is only next door to you, I heard you conversation through the walls, you were practically screaming. I went over to see what was up and you had already left, I talked to Vince and he said you asked for some time off, so he told me where you went and I followed you".
"Why are you here?".
"I wanna help. Listen john, I know how much you love Monica and I would hate to see anything happened to her, so I'm coming with you". He said, john put on a smile.
"Thanks man". He said as they shook hands, randy hurried over to the other side of the car and got in. "Time ta kick some ass".
Back at Enrique's beach house. Monica was struggling to get the handcuffs free from her wrist, but no luck, thanks to him grabbing her, her wrists were to swollen. Tears forced their way through her eyes again, she hoped John would find her soon, she didn't know how much longer before Enrique would do something worse to her. Suddenly the door opened from above, she looked up to see Enrique again. He slowly walked down the stairs, every step she took made Monica's breathing become harder, then he stopped in front of her.
"How's it goin baby?". He asked.
"Son ova bitch". She said loud enough for him to hear.
"What'd you say?". He asked angrily.
"I said you son ova bitch!". She said now yelling.
"Why you little". He lunged to punch her, but this time she ducked it. She pushed her legs out making him trip over with a loud smack. She tired to get up, but the most she could do was crawl. As fast as she could she reached the steps and began to try and climb them, not even seeing Enrique reach into the back of his pants and pull out a gun, he aimed it at her head before pulling the trigger.
Thanks to John driving through 4 red lights and almost on a sidewalk, the two made it to their destination in 2 minutes. As soon as the car was killed john got out and ran up to the house, he didn't bother knocking, he just kicked the door open and ran in.
"Monica!". He yelled, he didn't hear anything. He walked through the kitchen area where he saw an open door that looked like it led down to the basement. He walked up to it, he looked down inside seeing a body laying in the corner and blood surrounding it, he recognized the body as Monica, he then looked to the side and saw Enrique looking up at him with a sickening smile on his face. "MOTHAFUCKA!". He jumped over the steps and charged at him.
"Bring it on John". Enrique said.
John tackled him to the floor and started punching him all over, after about 2 minutes enrique blocked one of his fist that was about to connect with his eye and got the opportunity to choke him, he wrapped hi hands tight around his neck and rolled them both over so he was on top of him.
Meanwhile Randy was in the car looking at his watch, it had been about 5 minutes and he was worrying, he hoped John was ok.
"I'm gonna kill you!". John yelled at Enrique as he whipped him into the washing machine making a thunderous blow. As enrique stood up john speared him into the brick wall behind him, making him scream out in pain.
"Where in the hell are you john". Randy asked himself after another 5 minutes he jumped out of the car and headed inside the house. Instantly he heard screaming, yelping, banging all sorts of noises coming from te kitchen area, that's when he noticed the basement door. He walked in seeing john punch enrique in the face.
"John!". Randy yelled. "What the fuck are you doing?".
"Get Monica". Was all he said as he picked up enrique and threw him to the other side of the room. Randy quickly ran down the stairs and almost fainted when he saw her, he carefully picked her up and carried her out as John continued beating enrique up. "You gonna pay for hurting her you punk ass bitch".
Outside Randy had slowly set Monica in the back seat, he jumped in with her and looked around for some clothing, luckily he saw a towel in the front seat, grabbed it and held it around her head keeping the blood from flowing any further.
"Monica...monica...are you ok...girl speak to me". He said.
"...r-randy". She said, his eyes widened in shock, she was alive.
Back in the basement Enrique's mouth, eye, nose and arm was bleeding after being slammed into the staircase. John however wasn't bleeding at all, he was sweating. He walked up to the weakened body kicking him in the stomach.
"Now your gonna learn your lesson". John said as he picked him up, he turned his face so he was looking at him, he eyes were barley opened and he was moaning, john just smiled. He punched him under the chin sending him threw the air and knocking him clean out, before he walked up the stairs he spit in his face. Walking out of the house he saw tons of police cars and a ambulance parked in front of him.
"John!". He heard someone yell, he turned to his side to see Randy running up to him. "She's alive, she's alive!".
"What". John asked confused.
"Monica..she's alive". He said.
Sorry for taking so long, but I'm working on a story that will be coming soon, here's the next one, there will be one or two more chapters coming.