sorry guys i dont think ill be able to update either of my stories because of hurricane irene and the power outage sorry
Andrew's infuriated face was the last thing I saw. I can't exactly remember how I had been knocked out, but all I knew was the Bridget had me in what seemed to be an abandoned warehouse. "Well, well, well. Seems like the little wh*re just woke up, taunted one of the devilish voices. Everything was blurry and I couldn't make anything out other than Andrew in the air, wings bright white. His body was so clear to me that my eyes almost hurt to look at him. My arms were bonded tightly behind me and my body was roped to a rusty metal chair. I looked to my left and right. Bridget and her little posse were standing before me. "Little b*tch," Bridget's voice echoed throughout the building. "You think you could steal him from me that easily?" With that, she slapped me on my left cheek. The impact caused my face to sting achingly. I glared at her with my cat-like eyes. "Get them." She ordered one of her minion-like follower. One blonde ran and retrieved three men- all of them in black suits. Each looked as if they could pick up a train. Two held small worn out wooden planks. One just stood there with his arms crossed. Now, I was scared. She was going to kill me. Or worse. Leave me half dead. Whatever she was going to do, it was unimaginable. "My dad's company used to own this place. Well, until it went on fire. Now, nobody know about it and nobody comes here. So, if anyone died or was killed here, nobody would find out." The brunette taunted, smiling that evil smile. " "Except us." The girls all said in unison. They all laughed their high-pitched laughs together. For a minute, there was a pause of silence. "Ron." Bridget broke the silence, calling his name as if it was an order. The man who seemed to be named Ron marched towards me and lifted his wooden plank. Before I could make some attempt to escape or yell for help, the planks smacked me against my ribs. The pain immediately registered, but it was a confusing pain. The pain was blazing hot almost like fire. My body anticipated another hit, but all I heard was weird noises that I couldn't understand or interpret. My eyelids felt unusually heavy and it took all my might to open them. All I could see what a bright white light. I know it's clichè but that's really what I saw and I'm pretty sure I wasn't in Heaven.