**Michael's POV**
We needed help. And we needed to get out of here.
This night had been so long and I just wanted this nightmare to end. This was all that was going through my head as we slowly walked out of that creepy, smelly room. I ignored the pain all over my body, even the weakening loudness of my heartbeat. We crept through what looked like a living room, I didn't know, maybe it was indeed a living room, just a little too messy.
Shit, my face hurted; my whole head hurted to be exact. I could still taste the blood in my mouth and my nose felt like it wasbroken. But I didn't care at all, as long as I could still stand, I would do whatever it takes to get us the hell out of here, specially Andria. Brian was dead, but who knew if he was the only one who wanted to rape her? Seeing him touch her like that made me want to chop his head off. And I didn't want to see her being molested by anybody, or anyone.
I shook my head to clear my mind and focused on our situation right now. There had to be a car outside. We had to make it quick before someone noticed us. I could still hear them arguing inside the room, which was good. Andria held into my arm tightly, I knew she was scared.. so was I.
After what felt like hours of creeping through the shitty living room, we finally made it outside. I took a deep breath of what seemed like freedom from years of imprisonment as I quickly scanned the place. Two cars were parked in front of us.
"Which one is it?" Andria asked nervously.
"I don't know, I guess we have to try." I replied, not sure of what to do. We had to move fast.
I heard someone yelled from inside the cabin. I guess they had already found out.
"Quick!" I took big steps towards the white rusty pickup truck as I held Andria's hand tightly, making sure her hand wouldn't slip through my grasp.
I turned my head to look back at the cabin and saw them sprinting through the living room, cocking their guns with a deadly gaze. I pulled Andria's hand once again as she stood there, frozen as she looked into what seems like death approaching. "Let's go!"
Few more steps and we were already beside the truck. I let go of her hand as we both made our way on both sides of the truck and opened the door.
One more glance and they were already outside the cabin. My heart was still beating incredibly fast along with the thumping of my bruises as it started to swell. I couldn't fucking think clearly. I got inside the car.. and Andria did too.
I sticked the key into the ignition, squinting my eyes a little, trying to push it inside the tiny hole.. shit, it fell on the floor. I couldn't see it clearly, it was too dark and my eyes were like popping out of its sockets as my head really fucking hurted like hell.
I placed my palm on the flooring, trying to feel the key on the ground. I was startled as the side door opened, revealing one of the masked man. These bastards were really annoying. I pushed him hard, just to get him out of the way as I pulled the door back and locked it. "Lock it!" I say.
Andria quickly locked the door on her side, as well as the doors at the back as I quickly sticked the key into the ignition once again, those fuckers were shaking and banging the car doors along with Andria's ear piercing screams and the fucking headache didn't help, I couldn't focus. Luckily, it went through the hole without falling into the floor. But just as I twisted the key.. Nothing happened. I did it again, hoping the damn car would start.. still nothing happened.
"SHIT!" I shouted furiously as I slammed my fists into the stirring wheel.
It must be the other car. It should be the other car. But I didn't think we could make it out of this car, or maybe we could get out of here- but only to be locked up again inside that room.
I ran my fingers through my hair frustratingly when I saw one of them holding a huge rock as he was walking closer to my side. I closed my eyes as the feeling of hopelessness and defeat filled up all my senses. I looked back at her, Andria; she was staring at me with tears brimming in her eyes but not with defeat. She stared at me like she was telling me to keep going and believe that we could still find a way.
Her eyes widened as she saw something behind me, but just when I was about to look behind me, she cupped my cheeks and pulled me close to her as she wrapped her arms around my neck covering my ear by her hand like a mother trying to protect her son.
What I didn't saw is that one of them shot the window on my side, creating cracks on the glass. And another loud sound as the other one slammed the huge rock, making the crack a lot bigger; one after another, doing it purposely to destroy the glass that had been keeping us from their grasp. The rock finally destroyed the glass, hitting my rib with a massive force. An arm drastically went through the shattered glass and grabbed my shirt, almost ripping it from my body as the force lifted me from my seat, pulling me out through the window.
A loud grunt escaped my mouth as I hit the ground. My side really hurted so bad I thought my rib just broke; damn that was a really huge rock.
When I looked up at the man who just dragged me out of the car, my face was welcomed with a massive jerk as the man kicked me, hitting the side of my face with huge force that made me stumble backward. My jaw felt like it had been dislocated and it fucking hurted. As I tried to lift my gaze once again, I saw another car, a few steps away. I let my head hang low, as I took a deep breath, gathering all the strength remaining in me. As I exhaled, I set my right foot on the floor and pushed myself off the ground, taking big leaps towards the car. I quickly grabbed the handle and pulled the door open as I hopped in and locked it right away, thinking someone must have followed me and going to open the door. I stick the key into the ignition, and as I expected it to be-the engine started.
But as I lifted my gaze and looked ahead, my world crumbled when I saw Andria -a gun aimed on her head as one of them had its arm around her neck.
"Nice moves." One of them said, walking towards the side of the car. His gun was pointing at me.
I stared at her as she mouthed the words I'm sorry, tears making its way down her cheeks. How could I ever forget her? How could I not think about her? I closed my eyes, letting the tears roll down my cheeks. It was hopeless.
"Come on now curly, get out of the car."
I slowly hopped down from the car; the man furiously grabbed my arm and pulled me back inside the cabin.
"The both of you will suffer the punishment." He said , shoving me into a chair, pulling my hands together and tying them on my back.....