N X Touku Unexpected14

Something wasn't right.
My head hurt like hell and this sleepy fog took far too long to lift from my mind and body.
I felt I had been hit by a bus and I could feel the weight of my body.
My eyes were foggy and unfocused, I couldn't make out anything.
It was warm and I was lying on something.
I could hear something but my ears were ringing.
Groaning I struggled to raise my head, but after a pathetic 2 seconds it slumpted back down.
I must be on a bed, it was too soft.
But... we were in the taxi. So why am I on a bed?
The ceiling was a pale peach colour and as my eyesight focused I saw cobwebs.
If this is Hilda's friend's house she doesn't do a good job cleaning.
The sound I was hearing became more clear, then I realized what they were.
Sobs. Someone was crying.
Feeling my strength coming back I rose from the bed and took in the room.
A white door, pale peach walls, a mirror, old T.V.
My eyes fell apon Hilda, who was by the front door her nees against her head crying into them.
Forcing my legs to move, I scuffled towards her, fell to my nees and held her.
"Hilda what happened? Where are we? And why are you crying?"
As I tried to cup my hand round her face, she flintched and move her head slightly, her hair and nees still hiding her face.
"No don't!" She blurted out in fear.
I froze, not knowing why she moved from my touch.
"Hilda where are we?"
"The taxi driver! He tricked us!" Panic froze me. "He was working for you Dad, ordered to pick us up and take us back to China. He pumped our backseat with sleeping gas and nocked us out. I woke up and begged him to stop but he wouldn't. We got to this hotel and he threw us both out of the taxi."
"Hilda..."
"You hit the pavement hard I was afraid you'd got a concussion. He picked you up and dragged me inside. Threw you on the bed and I tried to stop him. I begged him to let us go and he wouldn't. I punched him and he grabbed me."
My eyes widened and my body began to shake.
"He slammed me against the wall and told me to be quiet. I screamed and shouted but it was no use."
"What did that bastard do to you?!" I shouted in rage.
"Its not as bad as your thinking N."
"Tell me now!"
Silence. I stared at Hilda waiting for her to move. To react.
Very slowly I cupped my hand round her face and slowly raised it so I could see her.
As her hair fell back from her face I could see her trembling lip, her red cheeks, her streaming eyes... and the black bruise that was encircled her left eye.
Anger and rage exploded inside of me.
"He... Did...This........To You? .......When I was passed out?! That coward! The only reason he did this was because he knew if I had witnessed it he would be dead lying on the floor with his blood being the colour of this room!"
"N! N! Stop! Stop!" Her hands went around my face and pulled it close to hers. "Please," Her voice broke and I realized what she wanted.
Wrapping my arms around her I held her tightly. Her sobs muffled themselves into my shoulder.
"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. We should have stayed in that hotel..."
"No Hilda! Don't you dare! Don't you dare blame yourself for this!"
She cried even more and I held her closer then I could.
"Can we get out?" I whispered.
"No, he locked the door. I think his mate owns this hotel." She whispered back.
I looked behind me at the clock on the wall. It said 7:20.
"Why are we here?" I said curiously.
"The plane isn't until 8:45pm."
"But we left early in the morning."
"N we've been in here for 6 hours."
I looked at her and froze.
"How was I out for 6 hours?"
"The guy pumped more sleeping gas into the car before we arrived. I managed to role down the window slightly and managed to stay awake."
"Oh right."
We looked at each other, not knowing how we were going to get out of this.
"Window?" I asked, knowing what I meant.
"We're on the 7th floor."
"Kick the door in?" My eyes glanced at the bolts on the door, quite old, a couple of kicks should do it.
"Too much noise, some of the men might be just next door, or standing on the other side for all we know."
".....Dam."
"Yeah." Her blue eyes filled with water again and I kissed her passionately. I couldn't bare to hear her sobs again. Nor could I bare to keep looking at the mark.

"We'll get out of this." I smiled at her.
"How?"
Just then Hilda's ring tone filled the air. Letting go of her I ran towards it and picked it up.
"Hello?"
"Oh, hello? Who is this? And why do you have my best friend's phone?"
"Is this Bianca?" Hilda jumped up at her name.
"Yes how do you know..."
"Never mind look Biamca my name is N and I'm with Hilda. Listen..."
"N? Thats an unusual name..." I growled slightly.
"Shut up and listen. Me and Hilda have been kidnapped. We are in a hotel and can't get out. We are proberbely by the airport."
"Oh god! Is Hilda okay?"
"Yes she is fine."
"Let me speak to her!"
"Just trust me okay!" As I spoke Hilda called over my shoulder.
"Bianca just listen to him!"
"Oh I heard her! Okay I believe you. You say you're in a hotel? What does it look like?"
I turned to Hilda and repeated the question.
"Ummm... I didn't see the sign but its white, low cost, has a parking lot... Umm..."
"Think Hilda we need something more distinctive then that." I begged.
"Oh I saw a logo! Yeah it was a blue circle with bird...I think an eagle on it."
I repeated the logo to Bianca.
"Oh I know where you are! You're 2 miles away from the airport! You're in the EagleWing hotel!"
"Can you get here?"
"Yeah I just passed my driving test."
"Get here and ring us when you are outside and when you see us get ready to drive off as fast as you can."
"Okay, can I talk to Hilda?"
Passing the phone to her, I went and looked out the window to see how far up we were.
It was a long drop, no way could we jump, and even if we made a rope out of sheets and curtains it wouldn't get us to the bottom, or in a safe jumping distance.
Hilda was crying again as she spoke to her friend.
"I miss you too... Yes I am okay... Its a long story... Okay, look I have to go before the battery dies, just get here as fast as you can... Okay, bye."
I sat on the bed next to her and hugged her.
"Its going to be okay." I whispered.
"I know."
"How long is it going to take her to get here?"
"About 20... 15 if she floors it." I looked at the clock it was now 7:30.
"Plenty of time." I said.
"What if he comes in earlier to check on us?"
"Then I'll floor him... And make sure he wishes he never laid a finger on you." I smiled and tilted her head, gently as I could kissing her bruise.
She smiled at me sweetly.
"I love you."

20 minutes later the phone rang.
"I'm right outside."
"Right." Putting Hilda's phone in my pocket I turned to her.
"Our ride is here."