It took a minute to pull myself onto my feet, but once I was standing the pressure was off my wrists and I was able to adjust them a little. I clenched my teeth as I pulled the metal out of my skin. It had managed to cut pretty deep and would take a few days or so to heal but at least it wouldn't kill me.

I had no idea where I was and the voices I had heard in the distance earlier were gone. I was alone, and there was no way out.

I wrapped the chain that connected to my cuffs around my hands and tried to pull it free from the ceiling it was bolted too. My wrists hurt like a b.i.t.c.h but I pulled as hard as I could. My jaw hurt from clenching it shut and my arms felt like they were going to snap.

I cried out as I gave it one last pull before releasing the chain and doubling over at the waist trying to catch my breath. I felt like I was going to be sick and I was weak from the loss of blood. Not to mention I haven't fed since the night of Willow's party and right now I didn't even know how long ago that was.

Willow. My heart started racing at the thought of her. Calliope and Alexander had her and Amelia captive somewhere here, and G.o.d only knows what they are doing to her right now. The thought made me furious and I cried out with rage as I tugged on the chains frantically trying to get free.

I stopped at the sound of a key in the door. The creak echoed through the room as the door was pulled open and Alexander came into the room.

"Look who's awake." He said with a devious grin on his face.

"Where the f.u.c.k is Willow!" I demanded as I lunged at him.

The cuffs bit into my wrists again which snapped my arms back and the force of my efforts popped my shoulder out of place. I groaned in pain as my arm hung awkwardly from the chains.

"Well that doesn't look like fun."

"Where is she!"

"She's around. Don't worry; you will be seeing her very soon."

Something about the way he laughed told me it wasn't going to be a happy reunion. I wanted to kill him. I launched myself at him again to no avail.

Alexander watched me struggle against my chains before he left me there in the dark and closed the door behind him.

"I'm going to f.u.c.king kill you! I'll kill you and your b.i.t.c.h of a sister!" I screamed after him.

There was nothing but my own echo to answer me. I was going to get out of here one way or another; and when I did, I would make sure that both of them paid for this, with their lives.

CHAPTER TWELVE.

WILLOW.

My head throbbed and I didn't want to get up. Every part of my body begged to sleep for another five hours or so. I reached to pull the blanket over my head but froze at the touch of cold concrete.

My eyes shot open and I sat up so fast I was seeing spots. It took a moment to gather my bearings; but once my eyes adjusted to the dimness I could make out the set of steel bars that kept me caged in a rather large cell.

The cell itself was bare and there were barred windows on the wall near the ceiling. They were too high up to look out and possibly too small to climb out of, but they were big enough to let light into the room from the rising sun.

I went over the last thing I remembered again and again; trying to figure out exactly what had happened and where the h.e.l.l I was, but other than boots, the sound of a man's voice, and Amelia's screaming, I couldn't really remember anything.

Amelia! Panic filled my body at the memory of her screaming. Oh G.o.d what did they do to her. I raked my fingers through my hair trying to look around for any sign of her. I knew she couldn't die, so they both killed her and left her at the house thinking she wouldn't be a problem anymore, or they took her too.

I couldn't see any sign of her though; so, if I was lucky, they left her at the house. If that were the case she would be waking up soon if she wasn't already and she would have the guys organizing a search party.

A little part of me felt relieved at the thought, but I still had this horrible feeling in the pit of my stomach telling me that it wasn't going to be that easy.

As far as I knew the room was empty; there were four cells and only one door out. Whoever it was that took me wasn't here, but it was only a matter of time until they showed up.

I felt sick to my stomach as my imagination began to run rampant. There were a dozen reasons someone would get kidnapped, and seeing as how I was kidnapped from Tobias's house, none of those reasons could be good.

A part of me wondered if maybe they were a government group who had been watching the house and thought that I was some kind of supernatural being like them. My chest felt heavy and my throat was threatening to close up at the idea of them experimenting on me.

Surely, they would realize I was human, right, and let me go; but, if that were the case, Amelia and the brothers were at risk and the thought of them becoming test subjects made me want to kill someone.

I got up and walked over to the steel bars to get a better look of the room. I grabbed the bars and pulled on them as hard as I could, but there was no use. The bars were locked and there was no way in h.e.l.l that I would be able to break the bars open.

I paced the cell back and forth, ignoring my muscles protesting. I was sore but there was no way I was going to sit around and just wait for whoever took me to show up and take what they want. There had to be a way out, and I was going to find it.

Tobias would find me. I was sure of it. I crossed my arms against the wall and leaned my head against my forearms. My head was killing me, but I needed a plan. There was a good chance they were planning on killing me anyway, so the least I could do is die trying to fight my way out of here.

I heard a shuffling noise which made me jump. The sun had come up a little more which made the room a bit brighter. I scanned the room again and stopped at the sight of a shadowed figure on the floor of the cell across from me. My heart leapt into my throat as I approached the bars.

"Amelia?" I asked after swallowing past the lump in my throat.

The shadowed figure sat up slowly and let out a groan. I wanted to cry with relief that I wasn't alone, but at the same time it terrified me.

"Amelia? Is that you?"

"Well it isn't the f.u.c.king tooth fairy." She groaned in response.

I choked out a laugh and leaned against the brick wall letting myself slide to the floor. At least her sour att.i.tude told me she was perfectly fine. I lost count of the number of times Tobias had killed her since I came to the house and every time she came back she would have the same snarky att.i.tude.

"What happened to you?"

"It would seem people have this annoying habit of snapping my neck. I guess it saves them money on rope and duct tape."

"They didn't use rope. Or duct tape."

"Oh?"

"Cable ties and tranquilizers."

"Beats dying."

She had a point. I closed my eyes and laid my head back against the cold bricks. Even if I could miraculously find my way out of here, there was no way I could leave Amelia behind.

"Tobias is coming to get us." I said out loud. "They both are."

"For their sake, I hope not."

I looked over to her, really confused, but before I could even ask the sound of the door unlocking echoed in the room. I rose to my feet but Amelia stayed sitting with her arms crossed over her knees.

A large figure came into the room and turned on the light; instinctively I squeezed my eyes shut. I squinted until they adjusted to the new found brightness. The large figure was no longer a shadow, but a ma.s.sive man. He easily stood at six foot five and if he wasn't a complete psychopath, he might actually be hot.

"Good, you're awake." He said to no one in particular as he walked past the two empty cells.

"To what do we owe the inconvenience this time, Alexander?" Amelia asked with a bored expression.

The h.e.l.l? She knew this guy?

"Oh the usual, catching up with old friends."

Something told me they were anything but friends.

"We could catch up a whole lot better if you'd let me out of this cage so I could slit your throat."

Yep, definitely not friends. Alexander's laugh echoed around the room and he walked up to the bars of her cell.

"Don't worry sweetheart, we will have our fun."

It was him, the a.s.shole who smashed my phone. I knew he sounded familiar but it wasn't until he called Amelia sweetheart that I was able to put the two together. I wanted to tell him he owed me a new phone but something told me that wouldn't be such a good idea.

"Alex, we both know how this is going to end, so why not save yourself the trouble and just let us go."

"I can't do that. Calliope has plans for this pretty little thing over here and I can't get in the way of that."

Was he talking about me? He must have been because Amelia's eyes shot right to mine.

"If you touch her Tobias will kill you."

"He can try. Oh, wait. Actually he can't. He's a little tied up at the moment."

There were b.u.t.terflies in my stomach and it felt like someone had sucked the air out of the room. Amelia's face mirrored my own fears. They had Tobias. If only I could get through these bars I would rip his head off, but since I was sealed in I did the next best thing. I took my slipper off and threw it at him. It hit him square in the back of his head.

He looked at the discarded slipper that landed by his feet, then up at me. If I wasn't so mad I'd have laughed at the shocked expression on his face.

"Was that- did you just-"

I didn't even let him finish. Before he could get the words out I had thrown my other slipper to hit him again. This time he had managed to dodge it and it bounced off the bars of Amelia's cell.

"Are you kidding me? Did you really just try to a.s.sault me with a slipper?"

I didn't say anything. A part of me wanted to laugh, but the rest of me was too scared to. Amelia on the other hand thought it was amusing as h.e.l.l and had no problems laughing at him. If looks could kill, Amelia would be dead. Apparently Alexander didn't think it was all that funny.

He turned back to me and pulled out his keys. I backed up slowly as he started undoing my locked cell. My back was against the cold brick wall when he came in. I tried to act like I wasn't afraid of him, but my trembling hands betrayed me.

"I'm not afraid of you" I sneered, thankful my voice didn't crack.

"Maybe not, but you will be."

He grabbed me by my hair and began dragging me out of the cell. I clasped my hand around his, desperately trying to free myself from his grip. It was no use; his hand wasn't budging and despite how much I tried to fight against him, there was nothing I could do.

"Hey! Let her go. Take me instead!" Amelia said as she jumped up from her place on the floor.

He completely ignored her as he dragged me across the floor. I couldn't even stand up because he wouldn't stop long enough for me to get my footing.

I watched as the thick steel door closed behind us as he dragged me out of the room. The sound of Amelia screaming after us was muted instantly. I guess the rooms were sound proof.

He finally slowed down enough for me to get on my feet. My head stung from him pulling on my hair and my hands were b.l.o.o.d.y from the deep scratches I had left on his hand. They didn't seem to bother him at all though.

I waited for his grip to loosen a bit so I would be able to try and fight back. Once I found the opportunity, I pulled his arm down and dug my teeth into the closest part to me. There was a fair sized chunk of flesh between my teeth and I bit down until I was able to taste blood.

He screamed in pain and tried to shake me off but I didn't let go. He finally yanked his arm free, leaving a good portion of his skin behind in my mouth. I spat it out and tried to run away, but pain exploded through my head and had me seeing stars as he back handed me across the face.

I dropped to the floor at the force of his blow; my vision blurred from the tears that were forming in my eyes. I spat out a small pool of blood, but I was unable to tell if it was his, or my own.

"You f.u.c.king little b.i.t.c.h!" he hissed while examining his arm.

The spots were finally beginning to fade when an unexpected boot came flying at my face. There was a loud cracking sound that echoed in my head when his foot made contact with my face.

My whole body was sent rolling until my back connected with a wall. I cradled my head with my arms protecting it from any further blows. My nose had completely busted open; I could feel the thick warmth of blood pouring down my face as he pulled me to my feet again, but this time he held me out in front of him.

I still couldn't see properly, so I stumbled the rest of the way. When we reached a steel door I initially thought that he was taking me back to my cell, but instead he kicked it repeatedly until someone had opened it from the inside.

The room was pretty dark and I couldn't see anything, but I could feel hands on me. Alexander held me still while another shadowed figure restrained me with cuffs. When they let go of me I realized that they had suspended my arms above my head.

My arms were already sore and I could feel the cuffs digging into my skin as my arms started to go limp. My fingers were beginning to go numb and I could feel the tingling sensation beginning to spread throughout my hand.

"Wake him up."

The voice seemed to come out of nowhere, but as soon as the command was given the lights were turned on and I could see Tobias chained up about ten feet away from me.

I had completely forgotten about the chains holding me in place and I tried to run to him. I regretted it as soon as someone had pulled on the chains lifting me completely off the ground. I wanted to cry from the pain but I wouldn't give them the satisfaction.

They finally lowered me to my feet again after what seemed like forever. I looked over my shoulder to see that it was Alexander who had yanked on my chains. Somehow I don't think I bit him hard enough; the guy was a complete d.i.c.k.

I looked back over to Tobias and I wanted nothing more than to hold him and make sure he was ok, but I wasn't stupid enough to try that again. The way he hung from the chains though made it pretty clear he wasn't in the best shape. His arm was positioned at an awkward angle and didn't look comfortable at all.

A man I didn't know had come into the room with two buckets of water. From the looks of it they were also filled with ice. Alexander took the first bucket and threw the contents into Tobias's face. His reaction reminded me of a wild animal. I'm pretty sure if there weren't any chains restraining him, he would have killed Alexander instantly.

By the color of Tobias's eyes I could tell that the hunger had control of him right now. After a wake-up call like that, though, I couldn't really blame him. Alexander had a twisted smirk on his face like he was enjoying this; the twisted f.u.c.k.

"Rise and shine a.s.shole. We got a little surprise for you"

Tobias's eyes scanned the room and zeroed in on me instantaneously. At first, I wasn't sure if he had recognized me or not since the hunger inside of him seemed to have full control; but, when he looked back at Alexander, his expression was murderous.

"Let her go!" he hissed and lunged towards Alexander with his teeth bared.

Alexander didn't even flinch, instead he laughed in Tobias's face.