Post by Deleted on Sept 29, 2016 14:51:43 GMT -5
Zephyrs life had taken another unexpected turn. She was still living on the boat with Henry, things had been uneventful since the kiss. Zephyr had been disappearing on runs more and more often when they were docked. It was hard….caring for someone again after three years of living alone. She was afraid to feel too much….that it would come back to bite her in the ass like life always seemed to do. And then of course…it did. She was stuffing some canned goods into her backpack to take back to the boat when disaster struck. Someone’s palm slapped across her mouth and clamping down. Though she had no one to yell to, Henry was on the boat. She struggled, trying to bite, kick, and scratch. Anything to get free. He easily lifted the slender woman off her feet and tired her arms and legs together. “This one will do good Steve! Another woman we can trade to that friend of yours, but she’s a fighter!” He grunted when Zephyr’s elbow was thrust into his soft gut. His blue eyes darkened when he grabbed her long chocolate hair.
“Now you listen here you little bitch! You can either behave and get there in one piece or we can make this trip a whole lot more painful for you…”[/b] Zephyr struggled still, having no intention of letting anyone take her anywhere. She tried to yell at them, but the one man still had her mouth covered. “Lets go beautiful…” The other one drawled. She was rather unceremoniously dropped on her ass in some sort of cage like fixture that was built in the back of their truck.
“Fuck!” She snapped and sat up as quickly as she could given her hands and feet being tied. As they drove along every bump sent a painful shock up her spine. Zephyr’s thoughts were full of worry and concern…Less about what they might do to or with her. And more about how she was going to get back to Henry and her things….her things being her pet rabbit and a framed picture of her husband and son.
It was late that night when the truck finally stopped. The men unloaded and set up a small fire a few feet away. Snacking on some sort of meat. One of them looked at the truck with hungry eyes. “Steve…we don’t have to sell this one, I mean we could just…ya know…” He held up a small piece of the meat he was chewing on with a devilish grin. Steve looked at him while he chewed and shrugged his shoulders a little. “Are we out already? I thought we had enough to do us a while.” The first man shrugged and took another bite.
Steve laughed. “You just want to get a little taste of that bitch dontcha!” The other man shrugged again and went back to eating. “Alright then, in the morning well butcher her up..not much fat on her though…..you better make this one last ya fat ass.”
Zephyr could hear the entire conversation from her seat in the truck.Well…this was bad…. She wriggled against the bonds that held her tight, feeling the burn and sting as the rope bit into her skin. The two men suddenly stood up, having heard the snap of a branch in the woods nearby. The both waited, hands on their pistols. Expecting a walker to come stumbling out of the woods any moment.
“Now you listen here you little bitch! You can either behave and get there in one piece or we can make this trip a whole lot more painful for you…”[/b] Zephyr struggled still, having no intention of letting anyone take her anywhere. She tried to yell at them, but the one man still had her mouth covered. “Lets go beautiful…” The other one drawled. She was rather unceremoniously dropped on her ass in some sort of cage like fixture that was built in the back of their truck.
“Fuck!” She snapped and sat up as quickly as she could given her hands and feet being tied. As they drove along every bump sent a painful shock up her spine. Zephyr’s thoughts were full of worry and concern…Less about what they might do to or with her. And more about how she was going to get back to Henry and her things….her things being her pet rabbit and a framed picture of her husband and son.
It was late that night when the truck finally stopped. The men unloaded and set up a small fire a few feet away. Snacking on some sort of meat. One of them looked at the truck with hungry eyes. “Steve…we don’t have to sell this one, I mean we could just…ya know…” He held up a small piece of the meat he was chewing on with a devilish grin. Steve looked at him while he chewed and shrugged his shoulders a little. “Are we out already? I thought we had enough to do us a while.” The first man shrugged and took another bite.
Steve laughed. “You just want to get a little taste of that bitch dontcha!” The other man shrugged again and went back to eating. “Alright then, in the morning well butcher her up..not much fat on her though…..you better make this one last ya fat ass.”
Zephyr could hear the entire conversation from her seat in the truck.Well…this was bad…. She wriggled against the bonds that held her tight, feeling the burn and sting as the rope bit into her skin. The two men suddenly stood up, having heard the snap of a branch in the woods nearby. The both waited, hands on their pistols. Expecting a walker to come stumbling out of the woods any moment.