y2j591: I won't leave you hanging!

Lily is my OC.

Warning: This might be a trigger chapter to one readers.

The air was cold when she woke. Something soft was beneath her. It was a mattress. When she tried to reach out her hands she realized that they were still bound behind her back. The scarf was still in her mouth and more had been added to her legs.

After minutes of struggling she forced her hands under her butt and in front of her where she took the scarfs from her mouth and untied her legs. The handcuffs had been tightened in the process of coming under her butt and were beginning to ache. As she removed the scarves from her legs, she felt all the blood on her jeans from where she'd been cut.

The scarves were all she had so she bunched up a few and placed them against the hole in her pants and tied them down.

Once that was done, she thought about feeling her way around the room to see where she was, but by the feel of the mattress, she knew that was all there was. There was no bed, just the mattress in the cold room and she had a feeling she'd know the room eventually.

Men would be poring in soon enough and she'd have to fend them off, but she'd worry about that when the time came.

...

Somehow she'd fallen asleep in the corner of the room as far from the door as possible when she heard a thunk outside the door that woke her. A moment passed before the door opened and two men stepped inside. One of the men was tall, sturdily built and had a bandage on his nose. It was the man whose nose she broke. The second man was shorter than the first and his shoulders slumped down almost in a hunch. She'd kicked him in the head.

The smaller one turned and locked the door behind him before joining his taller friend with the broken nose.

"You broke my nose bitch!" he spat.

"And I could have ended up with a concussion!"

She rose to her feet clenching her hands together.

"I think it's time for some revenge...What do you say?"

"I agree."

"Don't touch me," she hissed like a wild animal.

"Oh, we will! Again and again. So get ready!"

A scream pierced the air as she charged the men throwing her cupped hands into the broken nose and elbowing the other man in the face making her way for the door. She fumbled with the lock but it wouldn't budge. A huge arm wrapped around her midsection violently dragging her from the door. She screamed and a hand clamped down over her mouth.

She was dragged over to the mattress where the small man waited with a roll of duct tape. Trying to kick it from his hands earned her a slap across the face.

The smaller man took her hands in his and proceeded to swaddle them in tape almost up to her elbows. Broken nose took something from his pocket. When he pulled his hand away, she screamed for help but he jammed it in her mouth to silence her. Tape was then layered over her mouth before her arms were pressed to her chest and tape was wrapped around to pin her arms and hands down while her legs remained untouched.

She kicked as hard as she could when her legs were free but they weren't free often and her kicking usually resulted in getting punched, but she wasn't going to give in.

There was no telling when rescue would come but it would. Rick would never give up on finding someone until they were found. 'Don't take long, please,' she thought as the small man slapped her again for kicking him. 'Find me before there's nothing to be found. Please.'

After wishing the men would be nearing their end and leave her alone, broken nose ripped off her pants. A muffled cry filled their ears as broken nose threw himself on her.

The door slammed open and the lock shattered.

"What the hell is going on here?!"

Both men jumped off her immediately avoiding eye contact with this man adjusting their pants the whole time. He must have been extremely high in power for these men to jump so greatly. Lily curled into a ball trying to shield herself from everything around her.

"What the fuck is going on here?!"

"We picked 'er up on a run," small guy said.

"Yeah, after she killed three of ours," broken nose said.

"Three?" the large man asked crossing his arms casting a strong look at broken nose then looking down at Lily on the mattress. "And you were going to tell me when? After you had your fun?"

The two men cast each other a look before the man spoke.

"Get out," he said calmly. They didn't move. "Get the fuck out!" The two men were practically falling over each other to leave the room.

"Man," the person in charge sighed taking a step closer to her on the mattress. "There's one of my men unconscious in the hallway outside the door...this door. And what do I find behind that door but two of my men and you...Can't say it's not tempting, but now is not the time..."

When he stooped down to her level she was backed up against the wall, pantless, bloody from the cuts on her leg and face, and bruising all up and down her arms and appearing on her face. Her shoulder ached from where she'd been shot, but she was glad she still had her shirt to herself to cover it.

"Come here," he called soothingly. She remained curled in a ball but she heard his knife flicked open severing the tape around her chest and wrists. He pulled the tape from her face allowing her to pull the rag from her mouth.

"There'll be a guard at all times at this door. You can't get out."