RESCUED AND RISEN

Chapter 53

Amy's POV

My head was killing me, that was the first thing I had noticed when I started waking up. It was as if someone had smacked me over the head repeatedly with a hammer. Whimpering in pain, I tried to slowly opened my eyes. My right eye felt as if it was close to being swollen shut and right above the eyebrow felt funny. I groaned as I slowly lifted my fingers to feel the area and winced in pain as I felt a cut was on the swollen area. There was still a bit of dizziness in my head as I slowly pushed myself up on the bed in a sitting position. It only took a few seconds of me looking around the unfamiliar room and noticing the blood on my shirt before I started panicking. Where the hell am I? How the hell did I end up here, wherever here is?

"Oh you're awake, for a couple minutes there I was starting to worry if you had slipped into a coma." Seagal said coming from out of what must be a bathroom with a damp towel in hand.

Seeing him, I started remembering what happened a few minutes before I past out. Knowing that I was now stuck- God knows where this was- with him in this room where he brought me, spiked my fear higher.

"W-where the hell am I!?" I winced again when the stabbing and throbbing pain in my head and injured eyebrow came on stronger.

"You cracked the top of your eyebrow opened and knocked yourself out all because you were being stubborn." he said approaching me near the bed with the towel still in hand causing me to scoot back further away from him. "You know things don't have to be like this. Let me help you with that cut on..."

"I don't want your help you sick shit! Where am I? Where have you taken me!?" I screamed at him trying to ignore the intense pain.

"See, that's the reason why we can't get along babe. You're too feisty and hot tempered." Seagal responded throwing down the towel at the edge of the bed. "All you need to do is stay quiet and corporate with me and we'll be good."

"What do you want!? What the hell is wrong with you!? I want to go home? Why can't you leave me the hell alone!?" I screamed at him. "You're a crazy piece of shit you know?"

"See that mouth of yours, is what's going to get you in trouble. All you had to do was just be calm and we wouldn't have this problem. You wouldn't have that split eyebrow and headache." Seagal said to me. "From day one all you needed to do was relax and corporate, but the minute Alfredo sent you to me I knew you were going to have to be put in your place."

"I told you I don't know what the hell you're talking about! I've never met you before until at that business function."

"Save it Peaches. I may not have seen your face but your voice and that body of yours is still fresh in my memory. I know it was you no matter how you try to deny it." Seagal replied.

"You're a sick and perverted old man..."

"Don't act all high and holy like you have morals either. Is that what this is about? You won't submit or be with me because of age?" He asked. "Is that why you gladly graced Ackles bed? Because he's younger and probably have a few more dollars than I have now? Is this about the money because I can assure you that if it's money you need for me to get you in bed once again, I still have that."

"You're disgusting! A disgusting pig!" I shoot at him as I watched the door to exit.

How was I going to get out of here if he was actually in front the exit? In order for me to get out, I'd have to pass him and I know he wasn't just going to allow me to pass.

"What do you want Seagal?" I asked hoping that maybe he'd grow some senses and let me leave.

"You know what I want baby, just a little taste once again. You know you can have the best of both worlds. I can show you a good time, you get quite a considerable amount of cash to buy yourself any nice thing you like and you won't have to worry about Ackles finding out if you're still warming his bed." Seagal said taking a step closer to me on the bed.