A sob rips from my mouth before I can stop it. “Don’t worry, beautiful Bella. If you don’t want me in that pussy, I’ll take your ass.” He goes to the next nipple.
Chuck turns around and looks at me. “You’re not worth all this fucking bullshit.” He slaps me across the face, and the stinging pain rattles through my skull.
“Get a needle ready. Someone is going to fly with unicorns,” Chuck tells Adam as he throws me onto the bed like a rag doll and begins roughly ripping off my clothes.
“Hurry the fuck up, Adam. I want to fuck her before the johns get here and we sell these bitches tonight.” Chuck has ripped off my shirt and bra, leaving me just in my shorts.
Adam walks out of the bathroom, syringe filled with a brown liquid. I try to block myself, but Chuck yanks my arm back, twisting it.
“Hurry up and shoot her up,” Chuck says while untying my shorts button.
Adam comes over, gripping my hand. “Please don’t do this, Adam, please.”
Chuck sits on me so I can’t move while Adam ties an elastic band around my arm.
“Don’t worry, Bella, you’ll love it.” He smiles at me as he grabs my arm, tapping on it, looking for a vein. He roughly shoves the needle into my flesh and shoots the liquid into me.
It burns at first, the liquid warming up my veins. It takes about five seconds for me to feel like my body is disconnecting from itself.
It’s like I’m here but my mind is going away.
I can’t fight off whatever is going on. I don’t think I can move my hands. I just close my eyes, letting the feeling of being able to fly run through me.
I feel my shorts being ripped off my legs and then I hear a thud.
“What the fuck is this? FUCK! FUCK!! FUCK!!!” Chuck yells.
“Turn it off. It could be tracking our location,” Adam says.
I guess they must have found my phone. That’s right. Jackson must know where I am. I just have to hold on. He’s coming to save me. This will be over soon. I hope.
I hear a phone ringing somewhere in the room. “FUCK! FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!!” Adam comes running out of the bathroom, whipping off the elastic band, a drop of blood coming out of the vein he just shot up in.
Chuck turns around to look at him. “It was Jasmine at the front desk. She said the cops are on their way up. They’re here. They fucking found us.” He is pacing the room now.
That’s the last thing I hear before I think now is a good time to just take a little nap.
Chapter Forty-Eight
Adam
This whole fucking day has been a clusterfuck. Starting with the phone call from Ryan telling us the cops were at his door.
Then we put our plan to grab Bella into motion. If anything just to fuck with Jackson. Finding her was so fucking easy. All I did was watch my mother’s house.
She led me straight to them. She’s a fucking fool, that woman. I sat there laughing as I waited for the right moment.
What I wasn’t counting on was her having company. The fact Chuck was slowly fucking losing his mind didn’t help matters either.
The second I get the needle in my vein, I close my eyes to savor the fucking feeling. Those eight to ten seconds are the fucking best. Just letting it flow through me, getting lost in the nothing.
The phone in my pocket starts ringing. Jasmine’s name comes up. She’s the clerk at the front desk. She turns her head and ignores what we do. We give her blow. Easy as one, two, three. Sometimes if I’m in the mood, I even let her suck my cock.
“What?” I answer her.
“The cops are here. I saw five cars zoom by the front desk heading your way.” The needle drops from my hand.
“FUCK! FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!!” I run out of the bathroom, whipping off the elastic band, vaguely noticing the drop of blood coming out of the vein I just shot up in.
Chuck turns around to look at me.
“That was Jasmine at the front desk. She said cops are on their way up. They’re here. They fucking found us.” I start pacing the room now.
I pace back and forth in front of the blaring television. Chuck gets off the bed and buttons up his pants. Bella is passed out, naked on the bed.
He walks to the curtain, pulling it aside to peek outside.
“What the fuck?” He turns, looking at me. “It’s fucking surrounded. How the fuck did they find us so fucking fast?”
I shake my head, grabbing and pulling the hair on my head. “How are we going to get out of here, man?” I ask him, while he turns and looks wildly around the room.
“There is no way out. There isn’t even a fucking window in the damn bathroom!” He keeps looking around the room for an exit that just isn’t there.
“This is all your fault!” Chuck looks at me. “All your fault and that bitch’s.” He points to Bella.