-•PRESLEY•-
They were behind everything. The car crash that Nathan and I were in when we visited my mother at the cemetery, Ally and Alvin's kidnapping, even the-
"Healer," a sharp pinch under my arm brought me out my thoughts. I winced in pain.
I was in the K Blades' infirmary, it was significantly less up-kept then the Creed's. I even saw a roach skitter across the floor at one point.
"Are you listening?," Raymond growled. "I said get up, before I make you."
It had only been a few hours since I had woken up in this nightmare of a situation. I had made the pregnancy prevention elixir as they had demanded. I assured them it was one hundred percent effective. As I had told them, vomit rose up in my throat. It was so wrong. I felt awful.
What kinds of hellish things were they going to put that little girl through?
I shuddered and rose from my seat in the infirmary. Raymond grabbed me harshly by my arm and led me out the door. Fear surfaced within me.
"Where-where are we going?," I whispered.
He tightened his grip on my arm. It went numb.
"Talk again and see what happens," he threatened.
I took a deep breath. It was the only thing I could do to keep my tears at bay.
Raymond opened a steel door and roughly shoved me onto the floor. There was only a single light, and it was at its dimmest setting. I stared up at him, petrified.
All at once, gang members of the K Blades started filing into the room. Ross, Kevin, and ten other intimidating men. It suddenly became hard to breathe.
That's it. I was going to die. I was dead. Dead. Dead. Dead.
"Who do you belong to?," Raymond demanded, nodding his head at Kevin.
"K Blades," Kevin answered loudly, without hesitation. He fixed a cold gaze on me.
Traitor.
Raymond grinned, revealing yellow. He pointed to a dark-skinned member beside Ross.
"And who do you belong to?," he asked.
The dark-skinned boy looked hungrily at me.
"K Blades, where first blood is always drawn."Raymond turned around, he crouched in front of me.
I inched away from him slightly.
"And you, healer? Who do you belong to now?," he taunted.
I shouldn't have said it. I shouldn't have. But I did, because Nathan taught me what loyalty meant. And a Creeds was always loyal, even beyond the end.
"Creeds," my voice shook, tears were already running down my face.
Raymond had a look of utter rage on his face. He landed his fist into my cheek, I felt the copper taste of blood fill my mouth. He rose as I hunched over, coughing relentlessly.
"You know, healer," he said, pacing the room. The K Blades eyed me with ice. "Pierce called. He wanted to negotiate a trade. He said we could have you for two million dollars," he laughed.
I shook my head. No. My Nathan wouldn't do that. He wouldn't put a price on me. He wouldn't sell me to these evil souls.
He crouched in front of me again, with a look of mock pity in his expression. "No one cares about you, Presley Flint. Not the Creeds. You're alone."
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Romance[LGBTQ+ Romance] #1 in teenage 1/10/22 #2 in teenagers 1/ 18/22 #2 in healer 1/10/2022 #3 in healer 1/14/2022 #7 in gay 1/12/2022 Presley Flint was thirteen when his mother died. From that point on, his life seemed to be turned upside down. At...