"I got you some water," Seth said holding it by Hadlynn's face. She looked at it for a second. "I didn't do anything to it. It's just water." He slowly gave it to her, and she began chugging it down. She started to back away from it. Seth put the cap back on.
"Seth," Hadlynn said, breathing heavily, "come on. You know this isn't good for the baby. This isn't good for anybody here." Her eyes met his, and she knew what she was saying wasn't going to work that easily. She forced tears out of her eyes. "Seth, I want to go home. Please, I can convince Dean to give you the match and -"
"It's not that damn simple!" Seth wasn't mad at her, but he was mad at himself. "Listen to me, Dean is too fucking stubborn to just give me a match. Every damn person in the back knows that. You can't leave until I get the match. You're stuck with me for awhile." He sighed, putting his face in his hands. An awkward silence followed his words. Hadlynn shifted up in the bed, trying to make herself comfortable.
A few solid minutes of silence passed, and Hadlynn finally asked the dreaded question, "How long have I been out?"
"We got you on Thursday night, so it's been three days. " Seth said wiping his eyes. Raw was tomorrow night. "I'll give you a quick run by: currently, we're in Portland, Oregon. After Raw, we'll be going straight to Davenport. You're not going to Smackdown; we'll just webcam over to it and cut a promo to Dean. We're going to Cleveland for Raw, and then we're at the pay-per-view. I think it's in Pittsburgh if I remember right."
Hadlynn kept readjusting. She couldn't find any comfort in her back, which was already killing her from carrying a baby. "Seth, I know what I'm asking is a lot, but can please untie my hands? Please, my back hurts so bad." Seth glanced up from his hands, seeing the pain on her face. He stood up and walked over to her left hand, the hand he was closest to. He untied it and walked to the opposite side of the bed. Before Hadlynn could thank him, he began to untie her legs as well.
"I'm letting you take a shower and get some food in you," he said, getting all of the rope off of her legs. He tugged on the upper half of her right arm. She followed him as he pulled her into the bedroom's third door, which turned out to be a bathroom. There were Hadlynn's bags with all of her supplies. "Just knock on your bedroom door when you're done and I'll let you out to eat. Take your time. I'll be in the other room."
Hadlynn watched Seth close the door as he left. "I might as well get myself half way decent looking," Hadlynn whispered to herself. She saw her hair and makeup was a terrible mess. She sighed and began to disrobe. She rubbed her stomach. "It's okay little baby, mama got this all taken care of."
After getting dolled up after her shower, Hadlynn walked over to the bed. She had her outfit options set out already. She pulled her black jean shorts on, just barely getting them on. Then, Hadlynn tried on alteast six shirts before finally fitting into a long sleeved sweater. It used to be oversized, but now it was getting much tighter around her growing belly. She glanced at the clock. 12:53. It was time for the hard part: putting on her shoes. She sat on the bed and tried her hardest to put the ankle strapping sandals on, but just couldn't reach over the belly. Desperate, she walked over to he bedroom door and knocked for Seth.
"Seth," she called. She heard the sound of running footsteps and a lock. Rollins openned the door, looking down at the girl. She held up her sandals. "I need some help." Seth gigled a little and led her back to the bed. He slid them on and strapped them for her. "I feel like Cinderella."
Seth chuckled, "Well, princess, are you hungry?" Hadlynn nodded with a smile on her face. Seth pulled out a piece of rope. Her smile dropped and she looked into his eyes as he stood up. "I just need to do this so then you don't get any ideas. I'll put them in front so you can eat, okay?" Seth began to tie her hands. When he finished, he felt them. So soft and fragile. He snapped out of it and led her out of her room to a nicely decorated living space. In it there was a table for four. Two seats were already filled by J&J Secruity.
The men turned as they saw the woman with Seth come over. Sick smiles covered their faces. Hadlynn was placed with Joey to her right and Seth to her left. She looked down, avoiding eye contact. Joey grabbed her chin, making her eyes meet his. He had a hideous smile plastered on his face. He spoke to her, "Me and my buddy, Jamie, are going to help watch you. You better learn to play nice."
Hadlynn quickly looked away. She hurried up as fast as she could to finish her food. Seth noticed the discomfort and scooted his chair closer to Hadlynn. He wrapped his right arm around his shoulders. She felt protected from the goons while in his grasp. The two men got up from the table, eyeing the girl. She sank down further in her chair. Seth pulled her into him when she finished.
"Hady," we finally crocked out, "you're going to hate me. I'm going out with Joey to arrange somethings. Jamie's going to watch you." Joey then tossed some rope onto the tabe, causing Hadlynn to look at Seth. Her eybrows were up again. He sighed, "You knew this was coming. Let's just get this over with. I'll be back by six." He led her back into her bedroom, closing the door.
"Please, Seth, I'll be good," she said as he retied her hands behind her back. He moved on to her elbows. "Seth, please, I don't want to be alone with either of them. I'll do anything. Please." He sat her on the bed, her arms aching already from the ropes. He tied her ankles. As he tied her thighs, he caught a glimpse of her eyes. They had tears in them. He felt terrible.
Seth walked over to the left nightstand. He grabbed the wash clothe and roll of duct taped. Upon seeing the tools, Hadlynn let out a blood coiling scream. Seth quickly shoved the wash clothe in her mouth and rolled the duct tape around her head atleast six times. He picked her up bridal style, placing her head on a pillow. He kissed her forhead just before she turned away from him. Her sniffles indicated she was crying. She was once again tied up. She had little hope in getting back home safe.