The Kidnap

"Ah!" Nix screamed in pain as he kept on hitting her with a whip. She wanted him to stop. She was tired, afraid and in pain. He finally stopped and put his whip down with his other torture tools. Nix was hanged up, her hands tied as she was a few feet up off the ground. She had only her underwear on only because he can whip her better. He unties and she falls to the floor. He grabs her bra and throws it to her. She instantly put her bra on. "Follow me, your going back to your cell." She got up, wobbling. She followed him back to her cell. He opens the cell and she goes in. She sees Layla holding her grey hoodie and black leggings. He pushes Nix in as she falls to the floor. "Nix!" Layla goes to her and sits her up, holding her. Layla always reminded her of Ayla. She closed her eyes as Layla held her.  "I have your clothes Nix. Will you be able to put them on?" Nix opens her eyes and nods. She gets up, her back hurting like hell. Nix your back. He hurt you. I'm so sorry. It was all my fault I shouldn't of fought back." Layla started crying. Nix looked at her and held her in her arms. Layla hugged her but was being careful with her back. Nix pulls back and holds her shoulders. "Don't ever feel that way. I wanted to protect you and it was worth it." Nix tells her. Layla hugs her back. Layla was only fifteen years old. She was brave but she stopped because she got whipped and it hurt like hell. It was a rough day for both Layla and Nix. Nix had to watch her best friend get hurt.  She fought back because she couldn't take it. But now, she is going to stop because she doesn't want to see Nix get hurt anymore. "Okay let me help put on your clothes." Nix nods her head as she slowly puts on her clothes wincing. "There, all good." The guy that tortured Nix never told then his name and she was so glad that he never r*ped her. Layla cuddled with Nix. Nix smiled at her. She told Nix it makes her feel safe. They were sleeping on a single bed, which was uncomfortable but they made do. Nix couldn't sleep that day. Her back was hurting. Also, she had to watch over Layla. She kept her safe and it is always going to be that way.  **The next morning* The guy came back and they both woke up. Nix covered Layla, protecting her. The guy noticed but didn't say anything. "You both need to get up. You guys are getting sold today." They both look at each other. There was fear in Layla eyes as she thinks that she was going to be separated from Nix. "Now follow me." They both got up. Nix whispered in her ear, "Don't worry, you won't be separated for me, even if I had to take another beating." Layla didn't want her to take another beating but she needed her. She can't live without her. "Who are we getting sold to?" The man turns to her. He was wearing a black suit looking all fancy. "Did I say you can speak?" Nix shakes her head no. "Then shut up. Get ready for your new life you two, it's going to be hell."