Scarlet...

Finding Simon...

I'm just going to jump into this chapter, I know a few of you are frustrated with how I ended the last chapter. Too many cliff hangers, eh? I hope you guys like this chapter.

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I woke up in a dark, damp area. It was hard to make anything out by how dark it was, it was even harder to think due to how bad my head was throbbing. I stood up and very softly whispered "Hello? Is anyone else in here?".

There was a bit of shuffling to my left and then a lantern came on. I blinked a little bit to let my eyes adjust to brightness, then I glanced down. The brightness was making the throbbing worse.

"Scar...what are you doing here? You shouldn't be here." Simon said weakly. I quickly stumbled over to him and handed him his insulin pouch.Surprisingly they hadn't taken it, but my phone and wallet were gone.

"I knew you needed it, Simon. Don't tell me not to be here. I needed to be here, I needed to make sure you were okay. I needed to get you your insulin, and then try and figure out how the hell to get us out of here." I said quietly, trying not to make my headache worse.

Simon nodded and tested his blood and then gave himself a shot of insulin, even after being friends for almost 15 years, I had to look away while he did this. "I'm done now Scar, you can turn around. I know you hate when I do that near you, I'm sorry. Hey.. are you okay? You've got some dry blood on your ear. "

I hesitantly touched my ear and then carefully moved my fingers upwards. I could feel the dry blood in my hair, I could feel the gash in my scalp. I quickly put my hand back down to my side and looked at Simon. "They hit me in the head with something, I think I may have another concussion. I'll be fine though. We just have to get out of here." I softly whispered.

"First we need to get you rested up. C'mon, I made a make shift bed out of what I could find in here. It isn't much, just a bunch of sleeping bags and blankets. They don't smell the greatest, but it is better than nothing." Simon said softly before guiding me to the bed with by my elbow. As soon as he touched me, it felt like my skin was on fire. It was a good kind of fire though.

Simon helped me lay down and split a granola bar with me before turning off the lamp. I felt him sit beside me, but he didn't lay down. After about 15 minutes of laying there in the dark, I softly grabbed Simon's hand and sat up. He jumped and I very softly whispered, "Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you. Why aren't you laying down?"

He glanced at me and then softly whispered "They come down to bring me food, us food now I guess. I wanted to make sure that they didn't touch you while doing it. I want to protect you as much as I can Scar. Why aren't you asleep yet? Are you cold?"

I shrugged and whispered "A little, but I was more worried about you. I'd ask you to play with my hair like you used to when we would watch movies together, but I don't know how much of it is matted together from my blood. Will you lay down with me though? It will help me fall asleep."

Simon nodded and carefully laid down beside me and pulled me into him so that he could help me stay warm. I readjusted a little and hugged his arm to my chest after he made sure to cover me up with an extra blanket. His skin was warm, like feverish almost, but I fell asleep before I could check his forehead.

I woke up a loud bang, sort of like a door slamming. I grabbed my head, which started pounding like crazy and moved closer to Simon. I watched a guy climb down a ladder type of thing that was attached to the wall. He looked at me and smirked, I started to panic.

"Well hello there sweet thing. Sorry about the head, I had to get you somehow without you screaming. Next time you'll learn not to walk around at 3 in the morning alone. You're a pretty little thing y'know. You'd be perfect for my son. Let's get you to the house." the guy said.

The closer he got, the more I could see of him. He looked about late forties, his beard was patchy, and he looked like your typical creepy guy. I was so focused on trying to figure out if he had any distinguishing features so I could report them to the police that I hadn't realized how close he had gotten until he grabbed my arm.

I was going to fight, but my head was screaming, and I saw a knife tucked into his belt. I didn't want to risk hurting myself worse or getting Simon hurt, so I let him haul me to the house. I tried to figure out where I was when I was outside,but by the looks of things we were in come country house with no neighbors around.

He pushed me through the door and said "I'm Mike. My sons's name is Max. I saw the insulin pouch, I don't know if it is you or the guy that's down there. However, I will make myself clear when I say this, I will take it away if you do not cooperate with Max. If you cooperate, then I will give you some extra food and water to bring down there. Maybe even some warmer blankets. "

I nodded and tried not to think about what he or his son could possibly expect me to do. Everything I could think of was bad, like really bad. Then I softly whispered "Do you think you could give me a Tylenol? Or at least let my wash the blood out of my hair?"

I heard a chuckle from the hall and then a guy that looked about 20 walked out into the kitchen. I assumed that was Max. "I don't think that would be too much trouble. I'm Max, by the way. Oh, and I don't like girls who are afraid of me, so just try and have some fun."

I looked down and nodded a little bit. I knew what they wanted me to do now, but I hadn't even lost my virginity yet, and I sure as hell didn't plan to lose it to my kidnappers son. That is the most fucked up way to lose your innocence, so I decided to try and distract them.

"Could I get cleaned up first? I won't be much fun until I am. I can promise you that. " I said before looking at the both of them. Mike seemed to be angry with my request,but Max grabbed a bottle of Tylenol and opened it before handing me a glass  of water  and 2 Tylenol.

"Do you need help getting the blood out so that you don't reopen that gash? " Max asked softly as his dad walked into the living room. I teared up a little and nodded and he gently put his hand on my elbow and walked to the bathroom with me.

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Hmm, is Scarlet going to try and fight him or is Max going to end up being helpful to Scarlet and Simon? Keep reading to find out. Vote, comment and let me know your thoughts. Thank you. (: