CLAIMING THE MAFIA

Missing

After my shower I laid in the bed and turned on the TV surfing through the channels. I dropped the remote and ended up watching the news  more like not paying attention at all. Well until I heard my name.

In recent news a 24 year old female has been reported missing. Her name is Ashanti Chance, a college student studying to become a doctor. On the night she was reported missing she was last seen leaving Ñueses, the italian restaurant.
Police found her car in her apartments parking garage in shambles. Survalence footage shows her being kidnapped by two unidentified male suspects. Close friends said it may have something to do with her recent breakup, saying that her ex doesn't take no for an answer. But school reports today leave hope. She showed up around 2:30pm to take her final exam. Some say she had marks on her body which indicates signs of abuse. So far that is all we have on the story. If you have any information pertaining Ashanti please call our emergency hotline. The news caster said.

I jumped up from the bed and went searching for Alex. He was sitting in the living room with some people, I guess they were his gang members because they were calling him boss. I stepped in the door frame and cleared my throat. Everyone turned around except for the random dude already staring at me.

"Yeah?" Alex asked.

"Did you know I was "missing"? I asked him putting quotations in the air and lifting my eyebrows.

" Yes." He said laughing right along with the two men who took me.

"Oh so its funny?" I asked crossing my arms. He cleared his throat and shook his head.

"Uh no its not." He said smiling.

"Whatever." I said rolling my eyes and walking towards the kitchen.

"Ashanti!" He yelled. I continued walking and entered the kitchen.

He walked in seconds after and looked over at me looking through the cabinet.

"Your mad over that really?" He asked lean on the counter.

"Nope." I said pulling out some spaghetti sauce.

"Then what are you mad at?" He asked me.

"You." I said walking to the fridge and taking out some chicken.

"I didn't even do anything to you." He said.

"Well if you feel that way then I'm mad for more then one reason now." I said turning on the bluetooth speaker and grabbing the ipad on the counter.

"Your so dramatic, I didn't do anything to you." He said.

I turned on pandora and turned the speaker up loud. He knew to leave me alone because things like this have happened and not ended well.

I pulled out the rest of the stuff I needed and started cooking. A hour and a half  later I was done and fixing myself something to eat. I could hear someone walk into the kitchen but I didn't turn around because I thought it was Alex. I ignored his presence and continued with what I was doing.

"What?" I asked getting annoyed with him staring at my back. I turned around and came face to face with the guy who was staring at me earlier.

"Oh uh I thought you were Alex sorry." I said weirded out a bit.

"Im Paul by the way." He said extending his hand. I looked down at it and smiled.

"Sorry im not really a hand shaker." I said trying to pull a smile but couldn't.

"A hugger?" He asked eyes still trained on my body.

"Definitely not that." I said sitting my plate on the counter.

"Right." He said licking his lips then looking up at my face.

"Did you want something ____ ?" I asked clear that I forgot his name.

"Paul and you." He said inching his way towards me.

"Im sorry to tell you this but in this case you cant have what you want." I said with a serious face.

"And why is that?"  He asked stopping directly infront of me.

"Because I don't want you, your not my type, you seem repulsive, and did I forget to metion I'm with your Boss.' I said to him just as serious. He's eyes turned a shade darker and he smirked.

"Feisty? Your lucky I like feisty women." He said creepily.

"Great go find you one." I said grabbing my plate and walking past him and out the kitchen. I stood in the doorway of the living room and looked over at Alex who was on his phone.

"That's three things now Alex." I said to him and walked up the stairs. Just like before he was up the stairs and in the room seconds later.

"What did I do now?" He asked.

"Go ask Peter or what ever the hell his name is. Because if he try to make a pass at me again I'm gone do something to him." I said beginning to eat my food. Before I could look up at him he was out of the room door and running down the stairs.

I sat there preparing myself for the worst and that's basically what happened. I heard a loud crash followed by some yelling and then the house was filled with screams. I rolled my eyes and sat the plate down on the night stand and went out of the room and down the stairs. I looked around and watched the death match infront of me baffled by the fact they were standing around watching. I ran down the last few steps and tried to push through the door way but of course they were blocking me. So instead of me trying to be captain save a hoe I backed up and watched as well.

Do I feel bad for starting this?

No.

Should I stop them?

Honestly this was turning me on.

Well with all my thinking I hadn't really noticed they had stop and were walking in different directions. Alex headed back up stairs and I followed behind him. He started pacing in the room and breathing really heavy. I started to have a conflict within myself on weather or not to touch him or even ask if he was okay. Before I knew what I was doing I started to walk towards him and traping him between me and the wall. He looked down at me confused ready to push me away but my hormones took control.