My Way To You 339 No Evidence ***Child Abuse***

***Child Abuse, may not stomach***

****Not appropriate for all readers****

"F*ck! F*ck, F*CK! I want that company!" Monty shouted as he threw his gun away. "Bring her to the other room." Monty growled as he turned and walked up to the burly man and Emmeline. "You will give me the evidence today or you both die!" He shouted as he grabbed Emmeline's face and squeezed. Monty's eyes had gone insane, his dark hair had become disheveled, sweat rolled down his face as veins popped out on his hand. Emmeline just cried as she looked at Monty.

"Let's show Goodfellow we mean business." Monty said as he released Emmeline's face and walked out. The burly man looked at Eve then carried Emmeline out. Eve could barely stay awake but she needed too. Monty had gone crazy and her instincts told her that if she didn't fight now it would mean death later. With heavy panting, Eve pushed herself to stand but buckled under her own weight making her crash onto the floor. "Tom on Eevee." Eve panted as she tried to get back up again.

Tears and sweat rolled off of her face as she tried to get back up but she just kept falling down. "Eevee, Eevee you need to ebulb. Come on Eevee." Eve chanted to herself as she swallowed back her cries in between her words. She was able to bring up her body to all fours, Eve started to laugh at herself, she did it. She got off the floor. Suddenly she heard Emmeline's blood curdling cries. Something bad happened. Something new.

Eve strained her ears as she stood perfectly still. "Give me what I want!" Monty yelled in a fit of rage. Emmeline could say any words. Only gargled sounds come out mixed with cries and screams. Eve's blood boiled. Her sister was S*pergirl and she was B*tgirl. S*pergirl was super strong just like Emmeline but B*tgirl needed her tools to be super. B*tgirl was smart, tough and human. Eve knew she wasn't a pok*mon. She was human and needed to be more like B*tgirl.

Eve brought up her foot and applied pressure. Pain shot up her whole body but she didn't care. With every minute that pa.s.sed by her sister screamed a horrible cry. Eve narrowed her gaze as she swallowed back the pain. Sweat rolled off her face mixed with tears and blood. She brought her other foot down and slowly stood up. She was furious. Her heart was pumping, she no longer registered the pain, she felt bloodl.u.s.t.

Eve brought up her hand and used her whole right arm to wipe away the dirt, sweat, tears and blood from her eyes in one swift movement. She then looked around and spotted what Monty had thrown earlier. She took a step forward and felt her balance shake. With deep breathes, Eve walked slowly towards her tool. "I am not Eevee, I am B*tgirl." She muttered as she slowly approached what she needed to become B*tgirl.

Every few steps were exhausting by Emmeline's cries fueled her raging heart. She needed what Monty left behind. Just an inch away, Eve reached out. Her small, no longer chubby fingers wrapped around the cold metal. She licked her lips and tasted a salty, metalic taste. Eve wanted to laugh as she picked up the gun. It was heavy but her bloodl.u.s.t gave her the strength to hold it and bring it to her chest.

Eve straightened her back and walked to the tattered blanket. She looked at it and wondered if she could hide it underneath but the brunette lady would see it. Eve looked around slowly. There was nothing she could use to hide the gun. Then a realization hit her. Emmeline stopped screaming, she had no time to think about what to do. Eve walked back to her b.l.o.o.d.y spot and laid the gun down.

She then laid herself right over top of it and held her breath. Eve waited to hear the door open but it never did. She refused to budge just in case. She had no idea how much time pa.s.sed by but finally the door opened. Eve closed her eyes and listened as the foot steps. .h.i.t the floor as it made contact.

They sounded different from the lady but Eve refused to move. She heard some shuffling then a metal lightly clinking as it touched the floor. Eve stayed silent as she rolled in her lips over her teeth as she squeezed her eyes shut. After a minute or two, the footsteps started to walk around the room. Eve felt her heart thundering against her chest as sweat collected on her back making her uniform stick to her.

Soon the footsteps started to sound louder. Eve kept squeezing her eyes shut. She didn't want to get caught. The foot steps stopped right beside her head. A heavy sigh was let out as the person squatted down. "Eve, where's the gun?" She heard a familiar voice ask. Eve's heart stopped. She was caught. She didn't know what to do.

Eve had a sudden thought. She could fight, that's what B*tgirl would do. No matter what, B*tgirl fought even if the bad guy was bigger and stronger then her. Eve started to slide her hand to where the gun was hidden. A strong hand caught her wrist. "Eve, I want the gun." The voice said in a calm tone. Eve broke down. She couldn't take it anymore, she started to sob.

"Eve, Monty has gone insane. Look at your sister." The burly man said as he sat down the  he helped a listless Eve get off the floor. Eve brushed back her tears and saw that Emmeline was already bandaged up. However the banages couldn't completely hide her wounds. Her blood was already soaking through the bandages and Eve gasped. Monty had ripped out almost all of Emmeline's nails. A gauze eye patch was covering her left eye and she looked deathly pale.

"I'll give him what he wants." Eve said as the burly man grabbed the gun and placed it behind him. He then made Eve sit down on his lap.. "I don't think you can. Emmeline always said she didn't have the evidence. He's been using you two as hostages, he's been taunting your father with videos and photos. Monty wants your dad's company." The Burly man said as he grabbed the bowl of broth and placed it against Eve's lips.