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The cold hard water slapped against her face, snatching Maya into consciousness. She cried out in shock, and dismay, her eyes snapping open to reveal a white cloth impairing her vision.
“He-he-hello…” Maya croaked from beneath a blindfold.
She tried to move her arms, but they were bound behind her, tight against the back of a metal folding chair. Her bare feet were tied as well sitting atop a cold hard floor. She could hear her own breaths coupled with someone else’s breathing and the occasional sounds of footsteps. Maya pivoted her head, trying to get her bearings, trying to sense something, anything familiar. But one fact could not be ignored.
This was not her hotel room.
“Re-Re-Rebecca?” she said “N-N-Nick?”
She heard the echoing sound of sneakered feet moving swiftly across the hard floor, before a stinging blow struck Maya across her left cheek forcing a scream from her dry throat. Another second, even harsher blow hit her right cheek, and snatched her voice from her lungs.
“Be quiet you spoiled American bitch!” another slap fell on her left cheek and Maya gasped in agony as tears raced down her face, “Please no mo-” she started to say.
The man snatched Maya by the hair, wrenching her neck backwards. His mouth was inches from her ear and his hot, foul breath filled her nose.
“Speak again.” He hissed, “Utter another fucking sound and I will cut your fuckin’ throat. Now nod your fucking head if you understand now huh?”
Maya nodded her head rapidly, as tears still streamed from her eyes. He let her head loose, by smacking the back of it.
She felt the pee running down her leg and began to shake. “Look mon,’” another voice filled with laughter came from behind her. “She don pissed on herself now,”
The first man stopped walking. Maya could hear his shoes twist on the floor. There was complete silence in the room for a moment causing Maya to shake more. She heard him say something faintly.
Then Maya heard the click of a gun being cocked and held her breath, as her life flashed before her blindfolded eyes. The unseen man let loose a couple of bullets and Maya almost screamed, but forced her lips shut. Instead she rocked back and forth in the chair fear and confusion running rampant in her mind.
“She a smart one no,” The first one said, his remark full of villainous mirth. “Smart and scared,” He walked closer to her. Maya began to shake so bad, her teeth began to clatter against one another as her body trembled on the verge of convulsions.
“She ’gon have heart attack mon,” the second one laughed. “She so scared,”
The first grabbed her by the face, but this time, his voice was soft, and gentle. “Ok now, we’s got to find a happy medium. You listen, and you obey, no problem mon. You make noise, you don’t follow directions, you die. Easy to comprehend right mon. Nod your head.”
“Good now,” he let go of her face. “But now, now I need you to relax. Breathe nice and easy now,” he said. “Now breathe in deep and out,” Maya nodded her head and took a deep breath, held it, then let it out slowly wishing she was at the gym in yoga class.
“Good, now,” She could hear the smile in his voice. “Again.”
Maya breathed in deep, then her mouth reacted before her brain could argue. “Who- who are you?” she said in a quivering whisper. “What did I do? What did I do?” Maya began to cry.
“Shh now deary, all will be told when the time comes now ya’ hear? Now I need you to be quiet, and relax,” He paused, his hand rubbing her left thigh, causing Maya to jump. “You a pretty little thang,” he said, his hand resting halfway up her thigh. “Don’t make me hurt you,” he said squeezing her thigh, while licking his lips. Then, abruptly, his grip fell and Maya heard his footfalls as he began to walk away.
Maya began to breathe a little easier, having learned from the short conversation that killing her was a last resort. Just be cool, she thought to herself as she kept deep breathing. Be cool. Help will come. I’m the wife of a billionaire. How long could I possibly go missing before someone notices.
“Now stay quiet deary,” he said walking away. “Get relaxed. After all, you got the rest of your life ahead of you,”
Maya held her breath as his words rang in her ear. What the fuck was that supposed to mean, she nervously mused. She then heard a door open, and a man cough, followed by the sound of the door closing shut, and a lock sliding into place.
Maya swallowed hard, as her head pivoted around trying to get an idea of the room she was in. Maya kept breathing slowly and deeply to trying to stay calm despite the turmoil inside of her. the cough rang again out again, echoing around teh room. “Who’s there?” she asked.
“The quiet man,” the voice said. “Now you be the quiet woman,”
Maya nodded, her shakes now gone, but her mind was still baffled.
Just what the fuck was going on?
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