[b]Jessalyn - Haywood - Eli[/b]

Jess didn't bother to fight. There was no point. They were stronger and faster then her and she was not about to do anything that might endanger her baby.
They walked for quite a while in silence. She didn't know where they were taking her and didn't bother asking again since it was obvious the men didn't want to talk. So she used to time to pray. Pray that Lynn was okay, wherever she was. But mostly to pray that Floyd was still alive and that he was able to get away. She didn't believe he was going to come after her, after all she was just an annoyance, but he had helped her so she prayed he would get away safely and that the rest of his life went smoothly.

When the silence was finally broken it was the lead man asking her name, but before she could answer he was off on a tangent about Floyd.
Jess felt herself getting angry, which was unusual for her.
"Just stop right now," she said sharply. "Floyd is not the father of my baby. No the father was an ass like you. I am not a whore as you seem to assume I am. And Floyd may not have been the nicest person, and he did yell at me a few times, but he helped me and kept me alive. So he doesn't deserve you saying such horrible things about him, and he certainly didn't deserve you leaving him back there."

Her anger made her bolder then usual. She pulled at the hands of the men holding her. "And please tell them to let me go. I'm not going anywhere and they are hurting me."

She was forced into a van and pressed between two of the men, one of whom was touching a little too much for her taste. She didn't like his smile either. It brought back bad memories.

The mention of 'business men' made her anger evaporate and her fear come back. Her eyes went wide with fear and her voice started to tremble.
"Please," she said and her voice broke a little, so she cleared her throat and tried again. "Please tell me his name is not Tyler," she begged.
She could handle anyone but him. Lynn had told her about him. He was the spawn of Satan himself.