The Tipping Point- Chapter Four

After being drug out of a vehicle, Sophie blindfolded, was then taken into a very large mansion. Before the men took off her blindfold, they threw her into a room. She then clamored and scrambled for the couch. She didn't know how long she would have to wait in this room. And with each passing minute that slowly ticked by, her panic began to grow. In two rooms down, Dwayne Marco, sat in a brown leather chair. It was behind a very large dark wooden desk. "Is she here?" he asks one of his men.

"Yes, sir." The man says.

"Good, bring her to me." He demands.

The man nods and leaves the room. He then goes down the hall, opens the door to where Sophie was being held and drags her out of the room. The man then puts her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. The entire time she was being taken down the hall, she was screaming and beating him with her fists as hard as she could, in the chest. He then puts her down and pushes her, more like throws her into a chair. "Here she is." Is all he says, and then he leaves the room. Shutting the door behind him.

Dwayne then swivels his chair around to face Sophie. "Sophie, so nice to see you again." he says with a fake smile.

Sophie lets out a gasp of fear, "D-Dwayne," Is all she can say.

"You know I'm going to get my money, one way or another. You know while you were on your way here, I was thinking...maybe you can erase some of your debt." he says.

"How?"

"By two ways, one you can be a prostitute again. Or two you can become my person private trull." He says to her with a smirk.

Sophie looks at him with and evil glare. "No! I would rather go to hell, than serve you!" She snaps.

Dwayne's right eye brown twitched with irritation. He had a short fuse as it is. And if she kept bad mouthing him like this, he was going to go off on her. "Now, now. Come on Sophie. You do want to get rid of the debt, don't you?" he asks. "You certainly aren't just going to hope that our sister can help you." he adds.

Sophie looks at him, "As I just stated I would rather go to hell. And my sister will be coming to save me." She says. "And I hope when this is all over, you get what you deserve, and burn in hell for all eternity." She adds.

Dwayne had walked away from his desk during their conversation. Now he was walking around her. When she bad mouthed him again, he lost part of his temper. And he haled off and hit her in the side of the face. "I would watch what you say, if I were you. After all your fate does rest in my hands." he hisses.

Sophie only rubs the side of her face with no emotion. She was trying not to show any weakness in front of him. If she were to, it would let him know that he was winning their little game. "How am I saying something wrong? All I am stating in the truth. You're just afraid it will happen." She says.

This was just making him angrier. He then lets out a small growl of frustration. What shew was saying was getting under his skin. By now he was shaking with anger. "Silence!" He hisses as he hits her in the face again. Eventually he would get tired of her and send her back to the room she would be staying in for the time being.

Sophie looks at him, "You're just telling me to be quiet, because what I said was true and you're afraid." She says. "And when my sister comes to get me, I have a feeling you will go out of business." She adds.

Dwayne by now was beyond annoyed with her. He was now angry with her. He hated that he had such a short fuse. He hated it because it should that her plan was working. She was getting under his skin more and also winning their little game. He lets out another growl. "Shut the hell up!" He snaps as he hits her as hard as he can, which sends her flying across the room. And then he calls for some of his men.

"Take her to her room, now!" he snaps.

Two large men then pick Sophie up and carry her to the room she had been in. She didn't even fight this time, for she didn't see the use in it. She would get no where and she knew it. They throw her in the room and lock the door. She was sure they locked the door, she could hear an audible click. She the walks over to the couch and sits down. Pulling her legs up to her chin, she wraps her arms around them. Thoughts and situations began to flood her mind. Then all of a sudden she began to sob, she couldn't take it any longer. The only reason she sobbed, was that she knew she messed up. Plus she didn't know how long she would be in this room. She also sobbed because of how messed up her life had become. She never wanted it to turn out this way. She wished that she could go back in time and change everyt thing.