"You gotta get bruised before you get back up"

Elizabeth Decker,

"What's your name?" A girl she looked about two years younger then me. She had a clip board, big black frames covered her brown doe eyes but her face was covered with heavy make up her hair was pulled back into a sleek ponytail.

I laughed as the two men dragged me across the building we walked into.

"You don't know the name of the person you kidnapped." I chuckled as I yanked on my tied hands again trying to remember the twist and turns we took when I try to escape.

"Don't be smart bitch." One of the men whispered into my ear as he pushed me into a room, I fell to my knees as he walked in closing the door behind him. He smirked seeing me helpless but it just pissed me off more.

"Strip." He ordered as I gagged disgusted.

"Go fuck yourself." I spat at his feet. I slowly got up as he just looked at me as if I was the lowest of the low as if I was just nothing but meat. He grabbed my neck choking me, he pulled me off my feet as i struggled to breath. My hands flew up, digging my fingers into his skin trying to pull him of me.

He pushed the gun into my mouth.

"You are worth nothing. With that pretty little mouth you will get yourself killed in here. So when I say strip you fucking strip. Because I can just as easily get rid of you, there's lot more girls that can take your place, younger girls." A traitorous tear fell down my cheek, black spots clouded my vision.

This isn't how I go out. This cant be the end of me. I used whatever energy was left in me as I pushed my weight against him, he stumbled back as he drop me, I grabbed my throat taking deep breaths in.

"Ya terminaste perra!" (You're done now bitch!)

He got up to his feet taking large steps towards me as i scrambled back against the wall trying to get up. The door slammed open just as he grabbed my hair yanking me down to the floor making me scream out in pain.

"Fuckface!" I screamed out as he threw me to the feet of some another motherfucker in this place.

"Samuel, come now this isn't how we treat a woman." His deep voice boomed out my make up was ruined it damn it. And I'm pretty sure I saw a few strands of my hair on the floor.

"Good thing she is an animal." The dickface Samuel responded, oh he wants an animal. I will fucking give him one. 

"Tsk I should teach you som-" He stopped at my battle cry as I charged at that dickface, I grabbed his shoulders bringing my knee to his groin as i slammed his tiny weeny shrimp back inside his body.

Samuel yelled out in pain which he so righteously deserved. Two more men charged at me, as I went to roundhouse kick one of them in the face but the man from earlier was faster as he grabbed my leg giving me an extra boost as he threw me across the room as if i was a ragdoll. My entire body hit the wall hard, I fell to the floor different coloured spots clouded my vision but i saw those two goons coming towards me.

"Now I see what you mean. We got ourselves a little fighter." I never saw his face but his voice chilled my bones.

I hated that I was losing conscious but truth be told I'm pretty sure that was on me for thinking I'm black widow. 

***

My eyes fluttered open, my head felt heavy as if I got hit by a truck or a wrecking ball. My hands were tied to a pole behind me, and there was a few spot lights on me. I squinted at the harsh light, but I heard different voices. 

"Two hundred thousand!"

"Three!"

"One million!" Someone yelled out. It dawned on me. They were telling me my worth.

"One point five million!" Hell I knew I was expensive when I started buying Starbucks instead of going to costa.

"Sold at one point five million!" The man at the stand yelled looking quite pleased with himself. He looked at me in pity, whereas I flashed him a bloody smile.

Two new goons came and untied me from the pole that was holding me up, they dragged me of the stage where I saw Mr Monroe standing talking to the girl from earlier.

"I guess I'm not worth ten grand after all huh?" I pulled on my restraints wanting to punch his smug smile out. They dragged me through another few twist and turns, the doors lined up through out the hall ways, the door to my right opened and I saw a little girl who looked like she was beaten down, her blue tear stained eyes looked directly into mine.

I felt my heart drop for her she looked younger then eighteen. I quickly made a mental note to come save her, to come save them all. To give them back their lives. 

The door slammed and a woman caked in makeup looked at my feet. I guess she didn't wanna see the lives of the girls she is ruining. They put a rag over my head covering my vision. The panic slowly began to build up in me as I couldn't tell if we were taking lefts turns or right turns anymore.

I just hoped that I had something on me that could be tracked some sort of bloody technology, that the agency can track. Someone has to notice that I wont be in for work tomorrow. I had to have hope that they would notice a missing agent. We came to a stop. After three hours we came to a stop. I counted every single second in my head.

"Tell me your name." One of them said in English, coulda said it in Spanish too i would have understood.

"You bought me and you don't even know my fucking name!?" I yelled, I  wanted to attract attention, for people to know the shitshow that goes down. I looked around trying to see anything that would tell me where I am.

"Claire." I said, he looked at me amused as if this was all funny to him. As if I was the funniest thing to him.

"Your real name." He just said.

"Ava." I looked like an Ava right?

"Last chance Miss *Ava*." He said it in such a mocking tone that it pissed me off.

"Beth. My name is Beth Evans." He smirked as if he won. Technically my name is Beth.

"Well then Beth. Welcome to your new life."