Page 52 of Pedal to the Metal
Chapter Thirty-Three
Savannah
Everything is black.My head feels like someone is pounding on it like a drum. I feel hungover, times about fifty. My eyes flutter open but I quickly squeeze them shut. The bright sunlight shining through the window is blinding, and only makes my head hurt worse.
My shoulders burn and when I try to move my arms, I can’t. I feel some kind of rope wrapped tightly around my wrists. I wiggle my feet, but they’re tied together as well. I’m lying on a mattress. I want to look around the room, but it’s too bright in here.
I decide to keep my eyes closed and listen for any talking that might help me figure out where I am. The last thing I remember is being at the clubhouse, talking with Rivet. I don’t know how long I lay there for, but I eventually doze off to sleep again.
I get a bit of a nap in. Who knows for how long, but when I wake up, it’s not as bright. My head is still pounding, though. There’s a lamp on the side table on. It gives off a soft light, lighting the room up just enough. The room is small, smaller than the rooms back at the clubhouse. There’s nothing in here but the bed and the side table with the lamp. There’s one window and one door. I hear movement outside the door and close my eyes, trying to pretend to still be sleeping. I hear the door open and footsteps walk close to the bed.
“Oh, my sweet Savannah. I know you’re not sleeping.” Brody. I snap my eyes open. He looks different than the last time I saw him. I instantly notice he’s wearing a cut and it has the name Ghost on it. I never would have guessed that he was part of any MC.
His hair is longer and he has the start of a beard growing. There’s something off about his eyes. He has a crazed look in them. It’s worse than before. Like something inside him finally snapped. He’s not the same man I dated in Arizona. Even when he became abusive, he didn’t have that crazy look in his eyes.
“I told you that you couldn’t hide from me, baby.” I cringe at him calling me baby. He notices and scowls. “You were with that Savage trash for far too long. You and I will get acquainted here soon. Don’t you worry.”
He moves to sit on the bed next to me. He runs a finger down the side of my face. My body shudders and he looks disgusted. He pulls out a knife and I freeze, scared of what he plans to do with it. He chuckles.
“We won’t be playing today,” he says as he moves to cut the rope around my ankles. “Don’t even think of trying to escape. The window is painted shut, and someone will be outside that door twenty-four seven. You wouldn’t get far anyway. This place is locked down tight.”
He cuts the rope away from my wrists. There are red lines around them from where the rope sat. I rub at them, trying to ease the soreness as I sit up. He cups my face with his hand, brushing his thumb against my cheek. I can’t help but cringe. Ghost huffs out in anger before bringing his hand up and backhanding me across my face. I fall to my side, holding my cheek.
“You are mine, Savannah. You will learn to appreciate my gentleness or I may grow tired of you and decide to kill you. Either way, you’ll never see your fucking club ever again,” he growls out. “Now, get up. I’m going to escort you to the bathroom before I need to leave.”
I slowly climb off the bed. He’s wrong about one thing. I will see the club again. Pops will burn this state down looking for me, and I know Raze will be right by his side. I just need to stay strong until they get here. Ghost grabs my upper arm, practically dragging me out of the room. Right across the hall is a full-size bathroom. I walk in but he doesn’t shut the door.
“Can I not have a minute of privacy to pee?” I ask him.
“Go pee or don’t. This door isn’t closing.”
I do my business as quickly as possible. Ghost watches with an evil grin spread across his face. What a sick fuck. The bathroom is empty. Soap and toilet paper are all that it’s stocked with, and there’s no window. It’s not like I could escape if he left me in here alone. I barely get my hands washed before he’s dragging me back to the room. I did see a guy sitting outside the bedroom door this time. He’s pretty bulky. I walk to the bed, keeping my back toward Ghost.
“Try not to miss me too much while I’m gone,” he says and closes the door.
I lie down and let out a deep breath, then send a prayer to the gods,Please let Raze find me soon.I close my eyes and soon enough, I’m drifting off to dreamland again.
