5Warning: For this chapter and probably the rest of the story cursing will be used profusely (I don't usually do that but I feel Maya deserves to cuss a little given the circumstances). Also there will be times when Maya is sexually and physically abused.
Ben has been driving four a couple minutes now.
"Why so far Maya?" Ramon asks. I'm in the furthest corner of the van.
"Where are you taking me?" I ask mad.
"It's a surprise." Ramon says grinning at me. He grabs my wrist and tries to pull me towards him. I stab my right high heel into his stomach.
"Shit! What the hell bitch?" He pulls me toward him harder this time and sits on top of me.
"I'm gonna teach you a lesson." He says grabbing at my skirt.
"Stop it Ramon. Blanco will give you hell if he doesn't get her first." Ben says.
I know what he means but I'm trying not to think about it.
"You won't get away with this." I say.
"Honey we get away with this all the time. You think you're the first girl we've taken?" Ramon says.
"Who is we?" I ask.
"The Military. Who else?" Ben asks.
"That's crazy. The military doesn't kidnap people." I say.
"Have you been living under a rock?" Ramon asks.
"No, I've been living in America."
"America?!" Ben says.
"Ramon! You didn't tell me she was a damn American! We're not supposed to mess with Americans! They'll go all human rights shit on us!" Ben yells.
"I didn't know she was American!" Ramon says. Ben is silent for a few minutes.
"I don't know that it will matter. She's a sexy one. As long as we keep an eye on her it'll be fine." Ben says.
"You're right about the sexy part. Blanco won't be disappointed." Who the Hell is Blanco?
After about a half an hour we reach what I assume is a military base with a few roads with identical mini houses running down both sides and a few large buildings.
Ramon opens the van door and pulls me out. We walk behind Ben into one of the larger buildings and into an office.
A tall Colombian man is sitting behind a desk speaking to a soldier on the other side.
"Sir, we have the girl." Ben says yanking me into the room. The man behind the desk looks up at me and then grins.
"I'll take it from here." The man says signaling for the other three to leave. The soldier that was sitting on the other side of the desk winks at me before leaving.
Pervert.
"Hello Maya. I am Sergeant Major Benito Blanco. We are going to be great friends." He says with a creepily genuine smile.
"Why don't you just let me go? Once someone finds me my parents are going to throw a big lawyer at you and you won't stand a chance. That is if my dad and brother don't kill you first." I say trying to not look scared. He laughs.
"No one is going to find you Maya. I've kidnapped plenty of girls, rather my son, Ben and his friend Ramon have. I've never been caught. And even if I did get caught it wouldn't matter. The government doesn't care."
"Maybe the Colombian government doesn't but the American government sure as hell does."
"What the hell does the damn American government have to do with this?"
"America has been fairly friendly to the Colombian government but don't you think they might just be a little mad to find out that the Colombian government kidnapped an American teenager on her vacation."
"What do you mean American?" He roars knowing exactly what I mean.
"You just wait, as soon as my dad's lawyer finds out about this you're going to have that damn American government crawling up your ass." I say smugly.
He calms down and sits in his chair.
"Alejandro!" He calls. The soldier from earlier comes in.
"Take her to the kitchen."
"Yes sir."
Alejandro leads me to another large building across the street. I had hoped that I would be able to get up in the middle of the night and escape but that doesn't seem to be an option anymore. There is nothing but dirt for as far as I can see.
"Don't even think about it babe. There is nothing for hundreds of miles, you'd never make it." He says. I don't answer.
We reach the dining area where all of the soldiers are eating at long picnic tables. At first no one notices me. Then one spots me and starts whistling, then the rest join in.
Okay, this is not the place to cry. Don't cry, don't cry.
Alejandro leads me through a swinging door into the kitchen.
"Get to work." He says before leaving.
Three other women are in the kitchen. They all turn to look at me. They look so sad, like they gave up awhile ago.
"Oh honey how old are you?" The oldest looking one asks.
"Uh my name's Maya and I'm sixteen." They look mad for a moment, their blank faces show a feeling.
"I'm Lorena, I'm 27." The oldest says. Her black hair is pulled back in a bun and she is the tallest of all of us, with the other girls in the middle, and me at the bottom.
"This is Anna and this is Angela, they're sisters. Anna is 21 and Angela is 23." Lorena says.
"Hi." I say. Ben walks into the kitchen then.
"Get the damn food out here. Were still hungry." He starts to leave and then turns back again.
"Oh, and welcome to the army Maya." He says smirking.
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