Letty’s POV
“Hello Letty… did you miss me?”
“Uh uh, not so fast.”
“You’re mine now.”
“What do you think about that Letty?”
“He got me put away, and you helped. Now it’s payback time.”
I groaned as I started to wake. My nightmares had come back, why now I had no idea. Opening my eyes I groaned again, the harsh light hurting my pounding head. When the room stopped spinning I reached for Dom but all I got was a cold brick wall. I stilled as everything came back to me.
‘Jason had been at the door, he’d spoken, I think… then everything had gone black.’
I stood up quickly, wildly looked around the room. I had no idea where I was but there were no windows and only one door. If I had to take a guess I would say I was in a basement. It was cold enough and the room was empty all but a few boxes and the single bed I had been laying on.
I ran to the door, trying to desperately open it but it was locked from the outside. Pounding on the door I screamed for help but there was no sound from above. I was alone.
“Fuck.” I swore, my head leaning against the door. Turning I surveyed the room again, trying to remember anything about how I might have gotten here. Words from my ‘dream’ came back to me.
“Hello Letty… did you miss me?” He smirked at my surprise.
“Jason.” I whispered in shock, taking a step back into the house.
“Uh uh, not so fast.” He spoke, grabbing my wrist to halt my escape.
“What do you want?” I whispered, praying that Dom would come looking for me.
“You’re mine now. What do you think about that Letty?”
“No.” I whispered, struggling to get away.
“He got me put away, and you helped. Now it’s payback time.” I tried to turn and run but he grabbed me, placing his hand over my mouth and nose. I tried to scream but no sound came out, then the smell hit me. He was drugging me. I tried to kick and fight back but I was slipping into the darkness. Dom was the only thing that crossed my mind before everything went black.
I choked back a sob as the reality of the situation finally sunk in. I’d been kidnapped and trapped. I had no way out and even if I did manage to escape I had no idea where I was. I knew Dom would look, everyone would but what scared me was they weren’t going to get to me in time.
Glancing back at the door again I ran to the boxes. There had to be something in there to help me break the door down, or at least a weapon of some sort. Box after box I went through finding mainly clothes. Down to the last box I prayed there was something in there. Jason was a smart person, or at least he hadn’t been, he wouldn’t have thought to check these.
I nearly cried in relief as I opened the last box, an entire box of tools sat in front of me. I picked up a few choice weapons- screwdriver, crowbar and a wrench. These could do some damage if I needed to use them. Tucking the wrench and the screwdriver into the waist band of my pants I picked up the crow bar and started jimmying the door. I silently thanked Dom and Vince for teaching me all those bad habits years before.
The door was stronger than it first looked but with some effort it started to give. One last tug it creaked open, the lock on the door completely damaged. Carefully I opened the door, my hand firmly wrapped around the crow bar ready to strike. The small hallway was empty as were the stairs leading back up into the house. Taking small, cautious steps I eased my way upwards, careful to avoid stepping on any squeaky steps.
‘What would the step matter? Breaking the door was loud enough to draw attention.’ I scolded myself as I walked.
Reaching the top of the stairs I looked both ways. Left lead to a hall, which I assumed led through to the rest of the house and right led to a room or a cupboard. The front door was nowhere in sight so I knew I would have to travel through the rest of the house to get to it. Casting another cautious look at the closed door I made my way through the hall, casting more looks over my shoulder as I went.
I managed to make it into the kitchen and breathed a sigh of relief. I was halfway I just needed to get through the other half. The dining room was empty, as was the lounge and I wondered briefly whether I should go for the back door instead. I stood still in the kitchen, back up against the wall for a few minutes just listening. I still couldn’t hear any movement from anywhere in the house but I found it hard to believe I was on my own. It was too easy; something just didn’t sit well with me anymore.
Cautiously I continued to make my way to the front door and almost bolted the minute I saw it, but I kept my head. Acting rashly would be a mistake and ultimately be my downfall. Hand on the door knob I quickly looked around me, no one was here but I still felt uneasy. The whole thing had been too easy and though Jason wasn’t smart he wasn’t this dumb either. I felt like I’d been set up.
Turning the handle I bravely made my way outside and noted how dark it was. It would have had to be midnight or later but there was no way for me to tell. Looking around the area I tried to piece together where I was. Something’s looked familiar but then other parts didn’t, it was confusing and I knew I had to leave now. Gripping my crowbar tightly I started forward, jumping at every strange noise in the dark.
Passing a bush I froze and started backing away as it started rustling.
‘I knew this was too easy. He’d planned this.’ I thought frantically as I back up against the fence. The rustling stopped and I frowned, not seeing anyone or anything emerge. It was only that I had a meow and a tail flicked across my leg that I sagged with relief. It had just been a cat.
“Pull yourself together Letty.” I whispered to myself as I turned to continue on. To my horror my path was blocked by a dark figure and I had to fight the urge not to scream. I could only hope the person, whether it be Jason or some else, had yet to see me or hear me.
“Going somewhere Letty? How did you escape hmm? Smarted then I gave you credit for.” I gripped the crowbar tighter as Jason snarled. I couldn’t see his face or features, but I could just make out his form. It would be enough for me to strike.
“Turn around Letty and let’s go have a chat shall we now you’re awake. I want to tell you all about my time behind bars. You’re going to love it, and if you’re lucky I might even re-enact it for you. Now get back inside you fucking bitch. Move.” He ordered moving forward to shove me back but I was quicker. He couldn’t see what I had in my hands so he wasn’t prepared. Raising the bar I struck him hard once, listening as he swore loudly and stumbled, surprised about the blow. Without time to think I struck him again but he was more prepared this time, his fist colliding with my face twice in a row. Stumbling a little I hit him again, this time harder than before and aimed where I thought his head was. I could feel blood trickling down the side of my face and I wondered what had caused it; surely not his hit.
Judging by his groan of pain and his body crashing to the floor I was almost positive he was staying down for good. Not chancing that he was bluffing I hit him hard once more just to be certain before I took off running. I had no idea if he was following and I wasn’t going to stop and look either. I was just going to continue running as far as I could or until I came to somewhere I recognized. All I could hope was I came to somewhere I knew before he either caught up or I couldn’t run anymore.
I got maybe five minutes into running when I suddenly stopped shocked. Glancing around wildly I was relieved no one was following me. Turning back to the scene in front of me I almost fell to my knees exhausted and happy as to what I found. Knowing I had just a little further to go I ran the last few meters that led me into the front yard of an all too familiar house, Hector’s.
I was safe.