Break Me (Taken Series Book 2) (2 page)

So why do I appreciate him you ask? It’s simple. I appreciate that he hasn’t let his men do those things to me again except for one other night. I appreciate that he hasn’t starved me, or made me walk around the house naked all day every day for everyone to see. I appreciate that he hasn’t shot me up with drugs again and that only he is the one to violate my body.

It’s crazy to think that I am ok that he be the one to fuck me but I would rather spread my legs and let him have his way with me then be fucked by a bunch of other men. I have learned to accept him and since that night with the girl and one other night I refuse to think of, I have hardly been hit. Occasionally I step out of line and Jeremy always makes sure to correct me with a back hand to the face. It’s not so bad. I’d rather take a back hand to the face than just about anything else.

I have learned to make him happy. If he’s happy then I am mostly safe. Safe from being beaten and safe from being sold. As much as I know it’s wrong to want to stay with him, at least I know what I am getting. If he decides to sell me who knows what kind of man I’ll be sold to. They will most likely be worse in their treatment of me than he is.

I have accepted the cards that life has dealt me. I realize now that I need to make the most of what I have even if that means accepting Jeremy as my future. I know there is no escape for me even though I still have hope that one day I will be free. The problem is the longer I am here the more he gets under my skin and becomes more than just my abductor. I’ve started to reach out to him. I’ve started to not mind when he touches me. I’ve even started to enjoy it which is sickening on so many levels. What does that say about me? Am I going to become just like him? I’ve heard stories where victims turn into the one thing that made them a victim. Does that mean that eventually I will find it ok and maybe even help in abducting and hurting other girls? I’d like to think that wouldn’t be something I would do but who knows. Pedophiles that molest and rape a child cause emotional, physical, and mental abuse. That child is five times more likely to grow up and molest or rape another child the same as they were. It’s a circle that is never ending. I just hope that for my sake I’m not going in a circle and instead am on a squiggly line that ends.

Tonight is a big event for Jeremy. He’s changed so much in the business of buying and selling girls adding to it drugs and weaponry. The cash flow has soared since his uncle ran things and he is on top of the world. After Jeremy brought me back to this house he had been on a rampage trying to make sure his uncle was truly dead. For a little while he thought his uncle was dead after shooting him at the safe house. Come to find out a few weeks later he survived and Jeremy was not happy. He sent him a warning that if he came within eyesight that he would be shot on the spot. It was a promise that I have no doubt Jeremy would fulfill.

His uncle, or known to everyone else here, ‘The Boss’, originally wanted me for himself but Jeremy decided I was going to be his instead and made that clear by trying to murder his uncle. Jeremy has now taken over the business and made it his. He is feared by many just as much as he is sought after for his merchandise. The abduction of girls has gone up, the drug sales to keep the girls compliant has sky rocketed, and the sales of weaponry has tripled for buyers to arm themselves against any threats. He has created an empire in the sex, drugs and weapons world. 

Since sending his uncle the warning then there has been someone constantly keeping an eye on him and making sure he doesn’t try and take back what was originally his, including me.

With the biggest party of the year, I am nervous as hell wondering what is going to happen tonight. Jeremy has invited his most loyal buyers and sellers to this event. It’s not just a party to celebrate making it big, but there will also be an auction. Not just any auction either. There will be a collection of girls ranging from the age of eleven up to the age twenty one. The younger they are the more they go for. Each girl has been paired with an added bonus. Some will have drugs, some will have weapons, and some will have an extra girl paired with her. None of the buyers will know this until after they win their bids.

And what’s a party without sex, drugs and alcohol supplied to those attending? Each room is set up with girls to take care of any needs the attendees want. There will be drugs of all kinds supplied to those who want to enhance the experience, and a bartender to quench their thirst. 

              My only jobs tonight is to wear the outfit set out for me and do exactly what Jeremy asks of me. Simple and yet the most difficult job of all. How can I just sit back and watch as young girls are bought, sold, and ruined? They will never see their families again. They will never get to experience life as a young woman growing up normal. Instead they will be raped, beaten, and addicted to drugs within a month. Many of them will most likely die within a year. I feel sorry for those who have to go through this for even a day let alone the rest of their short lives.

              As I stand here and regard myself in the dress Jeremy laid out for me I feel as if I’m not really here. Like this is all just some horrible dream. It seems to be a theme for me. Every time I find a situation as unbelievable as this, I feel as if I’m dreaming. I mean, the situations I’ve been in, the situations I’ve seen just don’t feel real. You only see that sort of brutality in movies and books. Things like that don’t actually happen in real life. At least I wish that were true. But for me that kind of cruelty does happen and there will be more of it happening tonight at the party. I just hope I am not a witness to all of it.

Chapter 2

              Forrest

              Survivor

              Such a simple word with such a profound meaning. Survivor is a person who continues to prosper in spite of hardship. I have never thought myself a survivor before. Being taken out of my drug addict mothers’ home and moved into a few foster homes before being placed with the most caring family does not make me a survivor. That makes me lucky. Being shot several times and on my death bed yet still pulling through, I guess that does make me a survivor.

              I think the only reason why I survived such an ordeal was because I clawed my way back so I can save my baby girl. Sierra has always been number one. She has always been my first thought, my first love and the one person who I will always put first. I failed a second time in saving her but I will not fail this time. This time I will find her, rescue her and kill all those who ever laid a hand on my baby girl. I will not fail a third time.

              The difference between this time and the last two times is that I wasn’t prepared before. I didn’t have all the facts. I didn’t know that there were other forces, forces that were supposed to be on my side but were in all actuality working against me. Now I know. The other thing I have going for me is everyone thinks I’m dead. It makes it easier for me to go undetected. I am a ghost.

              I have also changed my look. Instead of the short cut I sported I have grown my hair out. It hangs to my shoulders but I usually throw it back in a hair tie to keep it out of my face. I’ve also grown a decent looking beard and mustache. Unless you looked closely you wouldn’t recognize me now. It is just what I was going for because if I plan to stay invisible then I cannot let any of his men realize who I am. I’ve been training and trying to get my strength back by running ten miles a day and working out, lifting weights. If I was big before, I’m a goliath now. In size alone, I went up from a large that fit snug to a double x snug. I need to become invincible as well. My strength will be what gets me through the men watching Jeremy’s house.

              It took me a little while to find out where he had taken Sierra but eventually I found someone willing to help me. My informant who helped me rescue Sierra the first time from the whore house had no clue as to where the new house was. Since that night Jeremy has kept only a close counsel and because my original informant was to keep watch that night, Jeremy has apparently written him off as useless. Instead I had my newest informant follow the fights and listen to conversations of known buyers to find out where they were meeting. I knew it wouldn’t take long before someone gave away Jeremy’s location. It was only a few weeks of listening and waiting before he threw a small gathering with his biggest buyers to show off his latest conquest, which I assumed was Sierra, and to parade the girls he planned to sell for auction.

I so badly wanted to say fuck it and go in with guns blazing and rescue my baby girl but I knew it wasn’t the time. He needs to feel as if he is invincible. I needed him to think that he had nobody looking into his world. I also knew that I needed to wait for my old boss, the man who shot me, the man who I trusted that turned out to be the mole, to make his move. I knew it would happen. He wouldn’t just let Jeremy steal his business out from under him without consequence. He spent years building it from the bottom to what it is today. All that time spent finding buyers of the drug trade, and all that time spent finding buyers in the sex trade was not easy. He had to kiss a lot of asses, prove his worth and show that he could be trusted. He wasn’t alone in starting the business but he became the sole ruler of his empire by killing all those who got in his way. All without letting but a small handful of people know his true identity.

Sure Jeremy has made it even bigger since taking over but he’s stupid. He thinks he is untouchable but what he doesn’t know is he just made things worse for himself by jumping into the weapons business. Now not only does he have the FBI looking into him for human sex trafficking but he has the ATF looking into him for the drugs and weapons he’s buying and selling. They are waiting to strike once they are sure they have all the evidence they need. They are building a case against him that will put him away for life. 

Too bad for them I plan to get to him first and kill him with my bare hands. I have no doubt that since he took Sierra from me the second time that he has put his hands on her in every way imaginable. I just hope that she can make it out of this and get back to her life with little damage to her physically or mentally. I can’t imagine what she’s going through but from what I’ve seen it could get real brutal. I just hope for her sake that Jeremy wouldn’t want to hurt her because as she said before, he claims to love her and maybe that will be her saving grace in this fucked up situation.

The day I escaped the hospital I knew I had to hide out. It wouldn’t take long for Jeremy to send someone in to confirm my death. Damon, my best friend and Sierras brother, and his parents did as I asked and held a funeral for me lowering an empty casket into the ground. They cried, brought flowers, had speeches and more people than I thought possible came to pay their respects. I felt like an ass for making all these people believe I was dead but I did what I had to do in order to make it seem legitimate so Jeremy would stop looking and so Sergeant Brownsfield, formerly known as my boss, wouldn’t search for me either. With them thinking I’m dead, I can easily slip in undetected and get the info I need.

From what Damon has told me, the hospital had strict orders to make everyone believe they couldn’t save me. My name was changed on the records to a generic name and nobody besides my family and the FBI had known I was alive.

Since the day of my escape from the hospital I have kept in close contact with Damon telling him everything I know. As much as I hate to have him involved I know there is no way that he would take no for an answer. If I hadn’t agreed to let him help me find Sierra I knew he would try to do it on his own and most likely get himself killed. He doesn’t know how deep this all goes. All he knows is that there are a few girls that are abducted and sold and drugs and weapons are involved. I am sure he sees the situation as a pond size problem when in all reality it is more like an ocean. There are more players in this game then on a football field. He’s not ready to jump into that kind of situation and I am trying to make sure he stays out of most of it.

When it comes down to the day I decide to go in and rescue my baby girl I will need Damon there to drag Sierra out because I know she will not leave without me. Will I make it out of there alive, I have no idea but I will make sure to take down Jeremy first and anyone else I can that gets in my way of rescuing Sierra? And if I do not make it out alive, at least I will know I died saving the one person I love most and that she will no longer have to worry about being captive again. But my plan is not to die.

I’ve planned out how this will work. The day Brownsfield decides to make his move, so will I. While he distracts Jeremy, Damon and I will go in through the opposite side and find Sierra. I’ve already mapped out the land and house so I know all the exits if things don’t go exactly to plan. Along with finding Sierra I know Jeremy won’t be far and once I know she is safely out of the house I plan to kill Jeremy. Damon doesn’t know my plan to that extent but I’m sure he probably has an idea that Jeremy won’t be coming out of this alive. I can’t take the chance that he may come back for Sierra later. And if need be I will kill everyone else who gets in my way. I’ve also made sure to have the direct line of one of the agents from the FBI so I can call them just before we go in. He is the same man that gave me his card when I woke up in the hospital after being shot. I worked hard to help try and bring this ring down and find the man known as ‘The Boss’ and I’m not going to flake on my original promise to help just because other more important things came up.