Page 176 of One Eye Open (The BlackWater)

Maddie woke up in semi-darkness feeling her body shivering and realised her skin was laying directly on cold concrete. Someone had stripped her. She took a deep breath, opening her eyes and saw that she was still wearing her top and thankfully her knickers though god knows where her jeans and shoes were. Her hands were bound tightly with rope and she could feel it cutting into her skin already.

She screwed her face up in fury. It felt like déjà vu. Only this time it felt worse, much worse. Sure the man she’d killed couldn’t touch her but that didn’t mean anyone else wouldn’t. Besides her fear was bigger than that, bigger than if someone raped her, because she could deal with that, she’d faced that before but if they injected her again, if they went down that path. She shuddered, praying that they didn’t because the thought of having that shit in her body, of feeling that need again was enough to make her genuinely scared for her life.

A hand ran up her thigh and she gasped turning quickly.

“Jamie.” She half whispered.

“I’ve been waiting for you to wake up.” He said.

“Get your hand off me.” She said through gritted teeth. He was lying right beside her, staring down at her.

“Sssh I just want a taste, to see if you’re really worth what Cole put me through.” He murmured.

“Don’t touch me.” She snarled.

He chuckled. “Be reasonable Mads, I’m the reason you’re being treated so well right now, you might want to keep me sweet if you know what’s good for you.”

“This is treated well is it?” She replied. “Where the fuck are my trousers?”

“I couldn’t resist getting a look at you.” He grinned. “The boys wanted to teach you a lesson. You did kill one of their mates after all….”

She screwed her face up at him.

“…Don’t worry though, I convinced them you were worth more to us alive and in one piece.”

She snorted.

“You might want to thank me for that though.” He said leaning in closer.

“Fuck you.”

His hand moved up toward her knickers and she held her breath.

“If you touch me…” She began.

“You’ll what?” He asked staring down at her breasts. “I think I deserve at least a feel of what Cole gets, don’t you?”

“He’s going to kill you, you know that. He’s going to hunt you down and skin you alive.” She spat.

He laughed moving his hand up her waist and groped her breast. She snarled lashing out, not caring that her wrists were tied and her hands were busted. He pushed her back but she pushed just as hard, kneeing him the groin, headbutting him, whacking him with her elbows.

He groaned, fighting back before yanking her head into an impossible angle by her hair.

“Stop fighting.” He said.

“Get the fuck off me.” She snapped back.

“We can do this the easy way or the hard way but either way I win.” He said.

She sneered. “Cole is going kick your arse.”

He tightened his grip, making her wince as her hair started to come out in his hand. “You really love him don’t you?” He spat.

Her breath was coming so fast, her heart was pounding. She gritted her teeth refusing to give in.

“We all know you’ve killed for him Mads, I guess the question is, are you willing to die for Cole too?” He asked.

She narrowed her eyes forcing herself to stare right back at him.

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