I wake up from whatever dream I was having with a jolt. When I try to remember what my dream was about it sleeps further away from my mind. Eventually, I let the dream go. Keeping my eyes closed the whole time I let out a yawn that was desperate to be let out. I move my hands to cover my mouth as I do so but something cold and heavy restricts them from covering my mouth.

I open my eyes to see what's going on but I see nothing but pitch black. My heart stops before dropping into my stomach. I suddenly grow colder with fear. Oh no. My movements become frantic as I try to pull my wrists free from whatever is on them. I grunt with effort, biting my bottom lip as I hear the rattling of chains hitting metal above me.

Oh my unholy legions of Hell! I'm chained up! How the hell did I get chained up? Where am I? Oh my god what happened?

An image of Sage and Novah flashes through my mind, blinking like an alarm. Oh fuck please let them be okay. Please let them be safe. I beg the universe as I pull at my chains even harder causing them to become louder. I ignore the pain this causes my wrists, I'll deal with it later.

"Would you be quiet!" A groggy voice snaps from beside me and relief instantly floods me. I know Sage's voice when I hear it. And the cranky bitch next to me is she.

Oh thank the universe.

"Sage! Uh, quick question can you see anything?" I ask, curiosity and anxiousness seizing my nerves. At least I'm not alone. At least I'm not alone. At least I'm not- But at what cost?

Sage scoffs, "Of course I can- wait I can't see shite." I hear her fight against her chains and sigh in disappointment. I guess it makes sense though, who would leave us unchained? We're bloody dangerous.

In a wildly insane kind of way. Ha, we're so charming.

"Novah?" Sage calls and I hear a groan which I think was meant to be a response.

"Orrghh."

"I don't speak ogre" Sage deadpans.

"Fuck off" Novah huffs, probably rolling her eyes at Sage. I hear Novah start to fall back asleep when I hear her breathing come out heavier.

I hear a chain rattle once more before my foot collides with my left shin. I hiss in pain "ow what the fuck?"

"Oops wrong person" Sage laughs, and I hear her chains rattle again before I hear Novah gasp.

"Ow!"

The sound of both of their chains rattling non-stop got annoying real quick. I gritted my teeth in annoyance before opening my mouth.

"Will you both stop it!" I chide them like a mother would her children after they've gotten in trouble.

"Sorry mum" Sage mocks.

"Won't happen again" Novah joins in.

I roll my eyes but force a fake cough to stifle my laughter.

It's quiet for a few minutes and I use the silence to check myself. Physically I can't feel anything broken or disturbed. Besides my bruising wrists but that's to be expected with these metal chains that are probably peeling my skin off each time I move my hands in the slightest.

Mentally I was exhausted. I was tired of being kidnapped, tired of being stalked, tired of being tired. Just when my life was finally getting to the good part everything had to crash down around me. I was healing. I wasn't scared of people taking photos of nature at the park, I wasn't afraid to leave my apartment or go to the grocery store alone. I wasn't afraid to sleep alone in my bed.

But then this shit happens and I'm suddenly forced into a van. I got the luxury of picking up my girls but not everyone does. I've gotten so lucky that nothing horrible has happened to me. And I feel guilty for feeling helpless and depressed because it could be so much worse. My situation is unrealistic for so many reasons and I just don't understand it but i'm thankful I got so lucky.

"I want macaroni." Sage suddenly says, sighing softly as she imagines the delicious and easy to make food.

I chuckle quietly beside her, thankful that she interrupted my thoughts just before I started to spiral.

"I want an caramel frap with extra caramel " Novah sighs dreamily.

"Can't forget the extra" I giggle.

Sage bursts out laughing and Novah lets out an exaggerated huff.

"If I didn't want extra caramel in my frap I WOULDN'T have said EXTRA caramel." Novah defends herself scornfully.

"Oh my god, we KNOW! We had to listen to you complain about it the whole car ride to Whataburger and home!" Sage groans. I hear the sound of her head thumbing the wall behind her and she lets out a surprised noise.

"Holy cheese this wall is cold!"

Cautiously I press my back gently against the wall and a shiver instantly runs through me. Cement is cold as shite.

Before I can express my agreement with Sage I hear the sound of a metal door eerily squeaking open. Silence falls upon me and the girls immediately.

"Oh, what do we have here?" A disturbingly raspy voice chuckles with amusement. "They didn't tell me there were two extra's."

Silence.

"More fun for me I guess." The man speaks again and I shiver in disgust.

Heavy footfalls fill the room and I press myself closer to the wall, begging for it to swallow me whole and hide me within it. The hairs on my arms and the back of my neck stand and I'm suddenly aware of someone hovering over me. Pushing away the fear that makes my blood grow cold I put on a nonchalant act.

I look up to where I guess the man's face is and sneer.

You're not afraid. You're not afraid. You're not afraid. I chant in my mind, hoping the words were enough to get my blood to start pumping again.

My legs aren't trembling. My hands are steady. My breathing isn't rapid. My heart is calm.

When I start to believe these things the sneer on my lips is no longer an act and I'm no longer pretending that I'm not afraid.

This man has some far-fetched expectations if he thinks he can hurt us and get away with it.

That's when I feel rough and calloused hands clamp just below my chains. I jolt at the unexpected contact and before I can lift my leg to deliver a kick my chains are unlocked. They make a loud noise once they hit the floor and I immediately remove my blindfold.

My eyes try to adjust to the explosion of bright light but it takes too long. So I don't bother to wait until the blurs of a figure in front of me are clear to see. I let out a yell as I lunge forwards and knock into the man's stomach. Ow, what the fuck is he made out of fucking rock?

"Fucking rock bastard!" I roar, looking up at the roundish blur that I assume is his head. I don't hesitate to fly upwards and deliver a uppercut to the Rock man's jaw. The blow connects and his face flies upwards. I ignore the throbbing of my knuckles and clench my fist shut tighter.

"Now you've done it." The man spits and roughly shoves me into the wall by my neck. I let out a quiet whimper when my head hits the cement harder than I wished it to. My arms fly towards his face and I slap, punch and scratch him as much as I can.

"Stella!" Novah and Sage shout fear coating their voices. The pain restores my vision and my surroundings are less fuzzy. I look to my side and see the girls forcibly tugging at the chains. They look absolutely furious. Rock man squeezes my throat harder and I gasp for air. I continue to throw punches but they grow weaker as my oxygen intake decreases.

The Rock man releases his hold on my neck and I slid down the wall before slumping over. My neck feels like it's on fire and my vision is fuzzy again. I try to get up but my limbs won't listen to my brain. They just twitch in response and I'd be panicking if I wasn't feeling so numb right now. Fuck my neck hurts.

Sage must've sensed the rock man in front of her and she immediately tries to swing. However, the man grabs her by her neck and unlocks her chains effortlessly with one hand. Sage chokes and gasps for air but continues to fight back like I had.

I feel anger ignite deep within me as I watched him choke her. He seemed to enjoy watching her fight against him. Sick fucking bastard. I'll kill him. He's a dead fucking man. The anger starts to swell up within, and it feels like my limbs are starting to be inflated by the fury. Just a few seconds more and this bitch is dead.

Before I can move Sage's blindfold is covering her mouth instead of her eyes. She furiously makes eye contact with the Rock man before she lunges at him.

He looks irritated as her shoulder connects with his stomach but howls in pain once her fist meets his groin.

"Fuck you!" Sage growls, quickly moving to put distance between her and the man. She stands protectively in front of me. She takes a chance and glances down at me and her eyes widen at the sight of me slumped over. Guilt floods through me like a flash flood and I quickly straighten myself up, hoping that her worry is lessened by my action.

It didn't work.

But the anger that he put his hands on Sage and is now in the way of reaching Novah gives me the boost I needed to stand up. I take a fighting stance next to Sage and glare daggers at the Rock man.

"Guys, what's going on? What's wrong?" Novah asks, looking and sounding frantic. Worry was etched upon her normally calm expression and I was just thankful she wasn't in any pain.

"Novah a crazy man is being fucking weird and attacking us!" Sage yells, eyeing the man wearily. He hasn't made a move since he dropped to his knees from Sage's punch.

Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit. We need to immobilize him right now!

And that's when I notice something absolutely beautiful strapped to his back. Oh, I'm so taking that.

I don't hesitate. I lunge forward, pushing down the dizziness and I shove Sage aside as I go. Shoving her behind me incase he suddenly jerks up.

"Stell-"

I cut her off by kneeing the guy in the face. It was at the perfect spot since he had his head ducked. He was just begging for a knee to the face. Once he lowers even more I quickly unhook the weapon from its holster and wrap my hands just beneath the sharp blade and pull. The weapon slides out of its straps effortlessly and I gasp at the feeling of it in my hands. It's perfectly balanced!

I lower the axe and grab a handful of the guy's dark hair. I pull his head back roughly and slam my foot down on his groin, which he left opened when his hands went to grab at his hair.

"Nice axe can I hold it?" I ask, grinning down triumphantly at the defeated rock.

The Rock like man, who probably stood at 6' foot something, with muscles bigger than Sage's head and scars littering his exposed skin had been taken down by the both of us. Ha! This is feeding my ego too much.

"Guys, what's going on?" Novah asks, still worried. I want to answer her but I can't, I have to focus on dealing with him first.

I press the tip of the axe's blade against the man's throat making sure to apply pressure.

"Why are we here?" I demand, I can feel my own frustration radiating off of me and I can only imagine what he must feel. His eyes didn't give anything away but I can see his Adam's apple bobbing nervously.

"An old friend wanted to say hi." He answers, keeping the details hidden. Dirty fucker.

"I'll fucking chop your dick off right now tell me why the fuck we're here!" I yell, pulling his hair even tighter.

The rock hisses and pain flashes through his expression. I'm pleased at the sight of him in pain and almost grin to show my satisfaction. But I control my expression into remaining angry.

"You won't do shit." the Rock man mocks, his menacing smirk growing bigger. Fake confidence to hide the fact that he's running out of ideas to overcome me. I tighten my grip on the blade and press it deeper into the side of his throat. He hisses and stiffens up. Little droplets of blood start to slide down his neck. I raise my eyebrows at him and fake a pout before pressing my foot down harder on his groin.

"Aw, are you sure? That seems a little painful. I wonder what it's feel like down there." I hiss, my voice low and threatening.

Rock man's eyes narrow at me, his eyes burning with contempt and I laugh at him. His thick eyebrows were furrowed together and his teeth were ground so tightly I think his mouth might be full of dust. His expression is just too funny.

"Jenna says hi." He caves, his voice not faltering and his eyes unforgiving.

My heart stops for a split second and my hold on the axe starts to slip before I pull at the imaginary ropes to bring it all back in. My grip tightens and there's only a smidge more blood dripping from rock man's neck.

"Sage grab the key from him please," I grit out, narrowing my eyes at the man. Daring him to try and resist.

Sage moves to my side and snatches the keys to the chains from the guy's opened hands.

Sage then rushes over to Novah and wastes no time unlocking her. Sage gently removes Novah's blindfold and Novah flinches at the light.

I press my foot down a tad bit harder on this man's groin, probably enabling him from having kids. He howls in pain and clenches his jaw in anger as he glares up at me.

I glare right back at him, hopefully just as menacing as he is.

Novah's foot connects with rock man's temple and I move the axe away from his neck quickly as he starts to fall forward. I jump out of his way and laugh as his cheek connects with the disgusting ground.

I deliver one last kick, to his ribs, before looking up at my best friends.

Our eyes were wide and relief was pooling on all of our faces.

"Oh thank fuck we're all okay" Novah breathes out, resting a hand on her chest.

"No fair I want a weapon!" Sage says, pointing to my axe like a child. Her eyes were wide in awe and I must've shared that look as I looked down at the axe. I finally had time to take in the details, and they were beautiful.

The handle was black with a red dragon design in the middle of it. The handle wasn't long to get in the way but not short to where you need to get real close to use it. The blade was a shiny black metal that was recently sharpened. And the poll? I think it's called was the coolest dragon ever!

"You're not keeping that are you?" Novah asks, a grimace on her face as she points to my axe.

I give her a mischievous grin, "don't be silly of course I am."