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Chapter 14

Izaya's POV

I woke up cold. Cold and damp. I tried to open my eyes, but there was something covering them. A blindfold. And so I tried to remove it, but I couldn't lift my arms, there was a rough material tied tightly around my wrists, and upon further inspection, my ankles were also bound. The position the restraints held me in had me sprawled out like a starfish.

I couldn't tell if I was strapped to a table or the floor. There was a constant high pitched squeak that came from underneath me every few seconds, either from a wobbly wooden leg of a table, or the creaking of floor boards.

I lay there for a while, my mind processing this information, while I slowly woke up, gradually coming out of my morning tiredness. That's when I heard footsteps. Loud and echoing off of the walls of the hallway leading up to the door of the room I was in. As the booming footsteps became louder, closer, the reality of the situation sank in, and thus, my mental interrogation began.

Where am I? Where is Shizuo? And kadota, and Shinra and Kasuka? How long have I been here? Who brought me here? And-

The door opening caused me to freeze. My thinking process stopping completely as I heard a voice, talking in a foreign language. I had never heard it before. It didn't sound like a language that didn't have anything to do with any of the Countries I had studied, it didn't sound like any language that I knew of, it sounded like something an eight year old child would make up with one of his buddies.

*beep* the sound of a cell phone being shut off, ending the conversation for all I know was one sided, the only confirmation was the fact that the voice had gone mute.

I heard the door slam shut, and the sound of boots on the floor moving quickly towards me, when they suddenly stopped, obviously reaching their destination.

I could sense the presence of a tall figure leaning over me, and I could feel its cool breath in my ear, then I felt a hand trace along my jaw, I tried to stay calm and breath evenly so the person wouldn't know I was awake, at least to prolong the time in which nothing too dangerous happened.

The hand trailed down my neck, making its way down my chest, across my ribs and halting with one finger lightly resting just below my bellybutton.

Soon a second hand joined the first, slowly lifting up my shirt to reveal my slightly swollen stomach. A hand pressed firmly on the small bump while the other harshly gripped my hip.

The hand on my stomach began to push on my sensitive belly, adding more and more pressure to my pregnant- and that's what got me. My child, my baby was inside of me, and whatever happened to me could affect it, if I was starving, it was starving, if I was hurt, it was hurt, if I die then… I didn't even want to think about it.

As the hand pressed down harder I began to struggle, tugging at the leather bonds that held me in place, and suddenly the hand was gone, but two seconds later it returned with a such a force that I had the wind knocked out of me. As soon as I recover from my loss of breath, another blow was delivered to my stomach, and another, and another, until I was coughing, tasting blood in my mouth, the evil man leaned in close to my face, and whispered in a thickly accented voice, "That ought to do it".

And I screamed. I screamed at the top of my lungs because it wasn't just my life on the line right now, it was the life of my child, a being that had yet to experience all of the great treasures that life has to offer. I screamed for Shizuo to come and save me, praying that he was safe and not locked up somewhere being tortured.

It took only five minutes for my screams to turn into sobs, and ten minutes for the horrible person who caused them to make his presence known again by shoving a pointy object into my arm. A needle. Injecting something in me that would probably put me to sleep. And sure enough a few seconds later, I became drowsy and a few minutes later, I drifted into unconsciousness.

A/N: sorry it's been so long, I said I wasn't going to make a regular schedule for this, but I didn't plan on the wait being this long. I do have an excuse though for anyone who wants to hear it, a close family member of mine, recently overdosed on drugs and is in the hospital, that's probably a little to revealing to share online but I always feel like I have to explain myself when I don't update as quickly, like when I used to hand in my homework late.

So anyways, hope you enjoyed the chapter, review!