Taming Nicholas

Chapter Twenty-Three

Sunday

I heard the door to my 'prison' open. I looked up quickly, from my bed, and saw a different man. Every time  one came, he was always different guy.

They would come at different times of the day and give me food or take me so I could do my business in the bathroom.

"Get up!" The man barked.

Well someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed....excluding me...I actually did.

I jumped out of the bed quickly.

What was going to happen now? Where they going to get rid off me?

"Come with me." The man said roughly. I trembled and walked towards the intimidating man.

Once I was near him, he pinned my arms behind my back and I winced.

He took me out of my 'cell' and we walked down several empty eerie corridors.

I know, I know this was like the perfect moment to escape but...you have no idea how tight his grip on my arm was and....if you looked closely at his waist you would see a gun.

And I would like to live for a little while longer.

Thank you very much...

Finally we reached a huge room. The walls were black and it was  dark. There was very little lightning but I could still make out a big 'U' shaped wooden table in the middle of the room. When I looked closely however it looked like I was inside a huge warehouse.

There were chairs around the table...and on one of these sat a big muscular man who frankly scared the shit outta me. But he looked slightly familiar. But who would forget a face like his?

"Bring me the girl here." The man in the middle boomed. He was obviously in authority.

He was very handsome but his face was also crude. But then it hit me....he was the guy from the place..ugh. Curse my bad memory.

You know the guy with the hoodie. And they fought him off? Ah yes! I remember. Dang! He got bigger. I wonder if he works out? 

Wait! What the hell is wrong with me? I am this close to dying....and these are my thoughts? I need help...

Right...back to the point...Sorry.

I was pushed into the center of the 'U'. The man let go off my hands. I sighed and rubbed my now sore arms.

"Where is the boy, Micheal?" Another man asked with a thick Australian accent.

"He is coming..." Micheal replied.

"Hey. Let me go!" Someone yelled.

I turned around and there standing in front of me, looking very pissed...Nicholas.

"Nick!" I cried out, a smile plastered on my face.

"Melissa!" He ran toward me and hugged me tightly.

When he pulled back he kissed my whole face....My forehead, my nose, my cheeks...and finally my lips.

"Are you hurt? Did Micheal hurt you? Micheal.." He turned to the man.

He just shrugged and Nicholas started shaking in anger.

I put my hand on his shoulder,"No. I'm fine.." 

"Enough!" The big man shouted.

Hey do you not see a reunion going on here?

"Jack...Whats the problem? Why did you kidnap her?" Nicholas asked still very angry.