Captured and dreaming.
1320 Words
Manuel
I was shoved into a room that smelled like piss and cigarettes. Girls lined the wall, all of them looked young and drugged.
They were, as usual naked.
I walked away from Ian, as I didn't want to blow my cover by his reaction to learning it was actually me.
I walked up to a very young girl, maybe 10 or so. I thought of my daughter, Estella. I had to save this little one.
I bid 5 thousand, US.
Ian bid 10. We were in a bidding game war over the same child.
Chico Sanchez liked that, he sold all of the other women, then took the young girl down and began to kiss her.
Ian kicked him in the back.
I almost attacked him myself.
" I don't like my women to be touched, move away from her you sick f**k!" Ian was losing it now. He was coming unhinged.
I picked Chico up off the floor and handed him my money.
" Mine." I said in Spanish.
He sneered at Ian as he pushed the young girl towards me, not Ian.
I took her away very quickly. She was crying. My heart broke for her.
" Shhh...I got you now. I won't hurt you sweetheart. Now I'm going to get you out of here. But first I need to kill those assholes." I set her under a tree and turned to go back inside.
Ian was pinned to the wall by Sanchezes men.
He was sporting a black eye now. I frowned seeing his condition.
" Let me have him Sanchez, I kind of like him. Let me buy him from you. I pay 50 pesos and f**k him up real good."
Chico Sanchez laughed and accepted my meager offer.
" Sure, you can go at him, he looks like he will like that."
I grabbed Ian by the neck.
" Outside now! Move it." I said to him quietly.
Once we were away from the auction house, Ian could see it was actually me.
" Where's the girl?" He was so worried.
I went to the tree, surprisingly she was still there.
Ian knelt in front of her.
" Did those men touch you?" He asked.
She nodded.
I hugged her to me. " You have a mother and father?" I asked her.
She shook her head. " I'm an orphan, the roof collapse, my parents they die."
I told Ian to get her to one of my homes in Mexico. I needed to end this now.
I turned to go back inside the auction house and met Chico coming out.
" No refunds." He said, seeing me.
I removed my wig and diguise.
" Let's talk, come walk with me." I said menacingly.
He ran then and tried to get away from me.
I caught him in the woods. He began to beg me to let him go.
I punched him, knocking him down. " That's for Jo." I said hovering over him.
I kicked his ribs. "That's for that poor child you just sold me."
I spit on his head.
He covered his face and begged me to stop.
I took the knife out of my boot.
I shoved it into Chico's gut.
Ian was standing behind me, holding a gun.
" Stop Manuel, that's enough. I need him alive. I'm not just after Sanchez, I want them all. I'm going after the whole f*****g cartel. So back off and let me have him."
It might be too late, he was bleeding badly.
Suddenly Sanchezes men were on us. They grabbed Ian and placed a rope around his neck, next they forced me to the ground and tied me up. Sanchez ordered them to get him up.
He was in great pain. I wished I had finished him off.
"Take them both, we sell them to the gringo in Florida. Make money off them." He was breathing heavily.
I fought my bonds and kicked the men. One of them shoved a needle in my arm.
Ian did not fight at all, but he still got the needle too.
We both slumped over, knocked out cold.
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Manuel
When I came to, I saw a woman in my bed with me. She turned to look at me.
" You're awake? Huh, I guess that means I can play with you a while." She smiled, her teeth were dark brown and broken.
I shook my head. "No, don't touch me!" I yelled.
She stroked me between my legs and tried to kiss me.
I fought her. "Fine I'll do it my way." she said as she put the drugs in my vein.
My head lulled."Guapo, you are a very handsome one. Come let me love you. Mmmm...look at this body."
She had her way with me. I couldn't stop her. I could only think of Josephine.
This had been her fate, she went through this too. I knew now how utterly horrible she had been treated.
I didn't want her to talk about it, I wanted to put it behind us.
Now here I am, the one being held captive, abused, raped by this crazy woman.
My head fell back, I couldn't keep my eyes open.
I began to dream about my wife, my love. Oh Jo...I miss you so very much.
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Josephine
I was under Charles as he held me in his warm embrace. We had just finished making love.
He told me he had to go home soon. His father had called him and gave him an update.
"Aparently, Manuel sent his 7 kids to stay with your parents. Now he's gone missing. Your parents want you home too. I guess I need to get the jet ready my love."
" That's horrible, Ben is missing?" I refused to call him Manuel.
I was feeling a buildup of anxiety thinking about him now. I had betrayed him, staying with Charles, not trying to escape, not even one time.
There was a knock on the door.
Charles looked out the window, a man stood there holding a leather brief case.
Charles smiled. "It must be my divorce papers."
I wasn't so sure, he said those would be going through his lawyer.
When he opened the door, I knew that it was about me. I looked into that man's lavender eyes and took a step back.
He was holding a gun on Charles.
" So, you two look very cozy here in this little old house." He smiled.
I thought he looked quite beautiful, infact he looked to me like a woman.
I stepped in front of Charles.
" I will do anything you say, just let Charles go. Please." I said as I put my hands out in front of me.
He waved the gun at Charles. "Go into the bedroom and wait in there." He said.
I knelt before him, looking down as I raised my wrists up in a submissive posture. I had been through all of this before.
" Get up please. I hate that. You were sold to him weren't you?" He asked me quietly.
" I was sold, yes. Charles wife paid to have me taken away and then, yes afterward...I was sold."
" That bitch." He said.
He sat down at the table and took out a needle and a syringe.
" Not for you my dear. I need to knock your boyfriend out so he won't follow you." He looked into my eyes.
I shook my head. " No, don't. I need him to go home to my family. He won't follow us.
He can't. He knows that I need him to guard my family at home." I said it loud enough for Charles to hear me.
"You must understand, the ones I work for don't allow for any grace to be given. So sit the f**k down and I will try NOT to kill him."
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