Chapter 3

• Bella’s POV
• I get yanked back so hard that I lose my footing. I fall into the gorilla guard that has a hold of me, who wasn’t expecting it. He falls forward and we both end up going down. I know if I don’t get out of here now then my father’s going to gamble with my life. Ape man is struggling to get up off the ground while still holding onto my wrist, I take this as my only opportunity to get away from this situation. I quickly swing my knee back then forward with so much force and make contact with his balls. He immediately releases his grip on me, and I spring up onto my feet and sprint towards my freedom. I throw open the door and take about two steps out, before one of the guards out here grabs a handful of my hair. I spin around where I’m now facing my attacker, I throw the hardest punch I think in my life right at his throat, and to my avail it lands. History repeats itself in the span of less than a minute, because I’m once again let go off.
• I jump down the stairs two at a time and don’t check up, I run with all of my might. I almost make it to the door leading out to the strip club, before a muscular man not much older than me tackles me down to the ground. This dude doesn’t make the same mistakes as the other two, he pins both of my arms behind my back, he than hoists me up onto my feet. I start kicking my legs at him, but before I can land a solid kick, another guy scoops up my lower half of my body, so now I’m being carried in front of everyone here, back upstairs towards whatever fate my father decides for me.
• On the way upstairs, the man who has my arms pinned behind my back carrying my upper half starts laughing while saying, “man you have some spunk in you little girl. I must say you’re the first person that I’ve seen get as far as you did while trying to run away. I guarantee they won’t under estimate you again.” “I don’t understand why I’m being toted back up here. I haven’t done anything wrong. Who the hell do you people think you are trying to make me stay somewhere I don’t want to be. Now please put me the fuck down so I can leave here. I don’t want to cause any more trouble, but there is no fucking way you dicks are going to keep me here. I start squirming trying to free myself, but it just makes these two assholes start laughing even harder at me.
• We pass by the guard I hit in the throat and I see him rubbing it, I wink at him just to piss him off. The guard outside slams the door shut behind the three of us after we make it back inside the room. They finally lower me back to where my feet are on the ground and I’m standing in a upright position. I look around the room and everyone is still sitting in the same spot, but they all have an amused expression on their faces. Expect for my pops he has a look like he would kill me if he had the chance. Ape man that I kneed is now sitting on the benches his arms are on his knees. He looks up at me and smirks like he has won some kind of victory over me. I roll my eyes at him and ask “how’s your balls sweet heart.”
• To be such a big guy this dude can really move because in a blink of an eye he is standing in front of me with his hand wrapped around my throat squeezing it. But I’m just as quick because before he sees it coming I’ve already kneed him yet again in his balls. “You mother fucker don’t put your fucking hands on me.” The man who tackled me to the ground is laughing so hard that he is bowled over with his arms wrapped around his stomach. After the ape man gets wind back in his sail, he lunges for me. He now has both his hands wrapped around my neck. My air gets cut off and I can’t breath I start to struggle but clearly my strength is no match to his. I start to see black spots alerting me that I’m about to pass out, when I hear “ENOUGH.”
• I drop to the ground when he releases his hold and start coughing trying to breath as much air as I can. I move my right hand up to my throat and start rubbing. When all my senses come back to me, I stand back up. Everyone in the room is now staring dead at me, and before I know it I squeak out “what the hell are all you mother fuckers looking at? Why the fuck am I still here. Dad please can we just go. If it’s an apology that you want then, I’m more than happy to say I’m sorry for my behavior and the way I looked tonight. I did not mean to embarrass you in anyway, I hadn’t expected that I would need to get out of the car. I’ll do whatever you want me to do, can we please just leave now.
• My dad isn’t the one who answers my question about leaving. It’s the walking sex on a stick man that speaks up. “The only way you’ll be leaving here is if your daddy pulls a win out of his pocket. Now sit down shut the fuck up, or else I’ll strip you butt naked and tie you to a chair and put tape on your mouth, and before you think I’m bluffing I’ll just go ahead and tell you sweetheart I don’t bluff.” I start to shuffle from one foot to the other while looking around the room in a panic, but no one in here is going to help me. I go to open my mouth up, but shut it quickly when walking sex stick barks out. “Come here,” I know he is talking to me because he is staring straight at me, but I don’t move a muscle towards him. I shake my head no and start to back up. “That’s going to cost you sweet heart, Theo bring her to me now.” I find out which man is Theo when the man who tackled me says “yes Don.” Theo grabs ahold of my upper arm and drags me over to his boss man.
• Life of a bad hand