Chapter 19

Beeze's POV

Taking a shaky breath, I peel open my eyes. My throat was sore and it felt thick from all the crying.

I move my eyes to my knee and noticed that the knife was gone, instead, a dirty bandage was placed upon it.

I pray that it doesn't get infected.

The door swings open and one of the men dressed in black walks in. He frees my legs but not my hands. Lifting me, we walk towards the outside and I wince, crying in pain as my leg begins to scream in...