1 Finally Found

Behind the girls eyelids laid a world of tar black darkness, head pounding as if her brain were trying to shatter itself against her skull. Every now and then a flash of amber light would pass through the blackness, accompanied by the low creak of the chain it hung from overhead. Suddenly, rough hands snake their way through her (h/c) locks, fingers scraping against her scalp as they grab a fistful of her hair. Yanking her head up violently, she hears the dark chuckle of a man to her right

"Rise and Shine, Bitch!" his words, although gleeful in tone, are laced with poison. (e/c) eyes fluttering open, (y/n) finds her vision muddled. The world around her is painted scarlet red from the blood streaming down her forehead, eyes stinging as the liquid seeps into her eye sockets.

"Can't see?" She glances to her side through squinted eyes and meets the man still grasping onto her hair ,"Let me help"

Before she's able to respond, he spits directly into her face. She squeezes her eyes shut, the large globs of saliva dripping down her nose as she tries to keep herself from vomiting. (y/n) can hear the group laughing in the background. Finally opening her eyes, nostrils flaring as her blood boils in their veins, she meets his hazel eyes.

"That better, sweetheart?"

"Come a little closer-" (y/n) whispers, lips pulled back into a snarl ,"-and I'll peel the skin off your face with my own teeth, sweetheart "

"Well aren't you a fiery little thing!" The man finally let's go of the girl's hair, chuckling along with the group surrounding her bound body. (y/n)'s head falls limply, eyes watching as the crimson blood from the deep wound on her head leaves splattered drops on the concrete floor. Yanking at the thick chains snaking their way around her body and locked firmly behind the chair she resided in, (y/n) winces at the burning sensation making its way across her exposed skin. She was trapped. Slowly tilting her head up, peering through the locks of blood covered hair that had fallen into her face, (y/n) sneered at the cocky expressions they all wore

"So-" She begins through labored breaths ,"-what's the plan now, douche bags?"

As if on cue, the entire group steps forward with their weapons grasped tightly in their hands. She watches through tired eyes, an amused smile playing at her chapped lips, as the group draws near. The man from before takes a confident stride towards her, leaning down so that their faces are level. She breathes in his scent. Vampires. Ones she's been running from for a while now. (y/n) laughs bitterly.

"You're gonna kill me? Sorry, sweetheart...but that options off the table"

"Oh-" He leans down even further, nose almost touching hers as he chuckles darkly, calloused hands on either side of her broken body ,"-you'll be wishing you were dead when we're done with you, darling."

Leaning forward, her bloodied lips almost grazing the shell of his ear, she smiles cynically

"Hit me with your best shot"