House of Sins

Chapter Eight

Bella

I couldn’t breathe. The dark seemed to wrap around my throat and lungs , squeezing and making it impossible.

I couldn’t breathe.

Somewhere deep down in my brain I knew panicking wasn’t going to help. That I was making it worse but I couldn’t seem to help it.

I had always hated dark inclosed spaces. It was the one thing I was afraid of. Because it reminded me so much of being buried alive.

Of death.

And I didn’t want to die.

It was useless though , I couldn’t calm my frantically beating heart . It was so loud it drowned out even the sound of the car engine.

We were moving. Which made sense in a way . If they had left my locked in the boot on the street someone would have heard me. I would have been found.

Who ever had shoved me in here didn’t want me found. I didn’t know what they wanted but it definitely wasn’t found. They were taking me somewhere remote.

And there was only one reason they would do that. So they could hurt me, maybe even kill me.

The thought made my lungs lock up.

It was more than just panic now, my asthma had kicked in.

As a child I had almost died several times. But as I grew I had been able to manage it better. Hell, I hadn’t had an attack for years. But I knew what this was.

I was having a asthma attack , alone, locked in the boot of a car going god knows where with people who wanted to do god knows what.

If they didn’t kill me. It was a very real possibility that my own body would.

And I didn’t want to die.

Dimly I became aware of being lifted from the dark confines of the car. But it was strange because I couldn’t feel it . I couldn’t feel the warm muscular chest that my cheek was pressed against.

But I could see it. Kind of.

It was almost like I was watching a movie in a smoky room. I kind of knew what was happening but I couldn’t quite focus on the picture.

“Bella?” The boy who had picked me up was talking loudly. But I barely heard it. “Bella wake up.” His head rose, to stare at someone in the darkness . And there was real anger in his voice. “Abi what the hell did you do?”

Abi? I searched around but couldn’t see anything. All I could make out was the blonde head of the man I had been talking to at the party.

Rhyder.

He had introduced himself as Rhyder.

But what the hell was he doing here? In the middle of know where?

And why the hell was he naked?

His tanned skin seemed to glow in the moonlight filtering down through the trees that lined the empty road.

“It was just a….”

“Just a nothing Abi.” Rhyder swore as he knelt , the faint outline of my body still held to his chest. “What the hell were you thinking.” His words were ragged. “Don’t just stand there phone an ambulance.”

There was a commotion. Shouting and screaming. Someone somewhere started to sob. But it was getting harder and harder to concentrate.

Darkness was sleeping over my vision. Every sound seemed muffled.

“Bella.” There was nothing but his voice now. It didn’t matter that he was naked and that he was holding me. There was only him. Everything else had faded to nothing. “Bella.” His voice sounded desperate. “Bella breathe, just breathe…” he trailed off.

It was strange , how free I suddenly felt. Nothing hurt anymore. I was nothing but the wind. But I could still see and hear him.

“Don’t you dare Abi, you leave and I will make sure you are punished. I don’t care that you are my sister. I don’t care. She needs help, she needs….”

“What’s going on here?” The voice spoke from the darkness. Cold and formal.

Drake?

What was Drake doing here as well?

“She needs to get to a hospital and I don’t have a phone on me.”

I wanted to be free. To fly on the wind but somethings seemed to anchor me downward. It was almost visible. A glittering black gain that shackled me between the two men.

At least Drake wasn’t naked. The thought made wind me smile. Or it would have if I had lips to grin.

“No she doesn’t?”

Glancing down at myself I had a moment of pure shock. My face looked strange. Slack and lifeless. My eyes staring unseeing straight ahead.

“She does, she….”

“Rhyder she doesn’t need a hospital. It’s too late for that.” Drake didn’t sound bored but it was close. I agreed with him though. I didn’t want to go to any hospital. I felt fine. Better than fine. Sure I might look like death but ….

“It’s too late for that Rhyder. She’s dead.”