Post by Serafina DiLeonardo on Jul 5, 2009 15:18:51 GMT -6
Whimpering, Serafina didnt see him climbing out the other window. She just climbed down with everything she had, her breath panting, almost slipping and falling several times.
Finally she reached the ground only to turn and practically fall against her capter. Her voice rang out with an ear splitting scream while she brought up her hands to weakly hit against him, trying to get away.
Post by Luciano Santapaola on Jul 5, 2009 15:32:22 GMT -6
"Will you stop." He said as his hand came to clamp down over her mouth, "Look we can do this really easy, you come back upstairs and relax until i hear back from the money, or...I can tie you up and drive you to the nearest lake and dump you there and trust me, I will let you drown yourself with all that crying and get quite a bit of pleasure out of it." He told her. Truth was he would just lock her in the bathroom till tomorrow and then take care of the mark.
Post by Serafina DiLeonardo on Jul 5, 2009 15:38:17 GMT -6
Serafina wasnt willing to stop and discuss things. She knew her only hope was someone hearing her. When he clamped his hand over her mouth, she bit into it as hard as she could while she raised her hands to claw at his face as she struggled.
She was desprate to get away and if she could, she'd run like hell...
Post by Luciano Santapaola on Jul 5, 2009 16:00:58 GMT -6
He didn't believe in hurt women but when he needed do he would. He grabbed her hands and twisted them around and behind her back. He pulled her and turned her around so her hands were pressed between the two of them. He covered her mouth with his free hand as he whispered dangerously close to her ear. "I guess were doing this the hard way then." He told her.
Post by Serafina DiLeonardo on Jul 5, 2009 16:12:56 GMT -6
Serafina whimpered as he grabbed her and painfully twisted her arms. Her head went back as the tears started to flow again and she leaned her head back as far from him as she could, her struggling stopped since she knew it was useless.
“Please…” She whimpered weakly, her hope starting to diminish.. .
Post by Luciano Santapaola on Jul 5, 2009 16:19:11 GMT -6
"Keep you mouth shut and get back into the apartment." He yelled at her as he pushed her up the stairs hard. He made sure he was right behind her. It was cold out and only being in his boxers and a light tee shirt was starting to affect him, his hand was bleeding and he wrapped it in the bottom of his shirt.
Post by Serafina DiLeonardo on Jul 5, 2009 16:23:42 GMT -6
She cried out and stumbled forward, tripping on the step before she slowy stood up and climbed up the stairs, back into the apartment, and through the window. Once inside she turned around to face him and backed away, afraid of what he might do now...
Post by Luciano Santapaola on Jul 5, 2009 16:53:46 GMT -6
He climbed in the window after her and slammed it down with his free and undamaged hand. He pulled the shirt off of him and covered his hand fully in the shirt. He was bleeding bad but paid it no mind, his anger was all that was consuming him, and his hate for this woman. "You are completely insufferable you know that, no wonder they told me to snatch you lass." He yelled.
Post by Luciano Santapaola on Jul 5, 2009 18:34:58 GMT -6
"It could be worse, I could have you gagged and thrown in the basement." He told her as he thought how much happier he would be if she was . He moved to the kitchen sink and watched her as he threw his shirt on the floor and put his hand under the water. A growl came from deep inside of him as the water stung the wound, he bashed his other fist into the lip of the sink.
Post by Luciano Santapaola on Jul 5, 2009 19:04:32 GMT -6
"I jumped out a window onto a rusty fire escape..what do you think happened to my hand." He said in his thick accent followed by a string of curses. He took a deep breath and looked down at the red washing away in the sink, "I don't want your money, I want you to just shut up." He said lowly.
Post by Luciano Santapaola on Jul 5, 2009 19:25:38 GMT -6
"What are you doing." He asked her as he looked up and watched her going through the cabinets. He had vodka in last cabinet above the small fridge, besides that he didn't have any liquor upstairs since he had all he wanted downstairs at the bar.
Post by Serafina DiLeonardo on Jul 5, 2009 19:30:51 GMT -6
Serafina took out the vodka thinking how good it might taste but she turned and walked over to the kidnapper. Reaching out, she took his hand out from under the water and poured the vodka on his cut...