The Hunt For Love: Crime Is Power

Chapter 9: Deals With the Devils.

(Violence and mature themes warning)

Hunter POV

I kissed Kim goodbye.
Left my apartment locking the door and sliding the key under the door.
Kim picked up the key on the other side. "I love you," she said.

"I love you too," I said with as much confidence as I could trying so hard not to cry.
I walked down the hall, tears filling my eyes.
I got on my motorcycle.

And headed off to the ice cream place.
I pulled up and walked inside and the cashier looked joyfully excited.
"Boss!" He shouted.

A man came out with Doug shackled to a chain and a leash on his neck.
He dragged Doug across the room and out the door.
He unshackled Doug and unleashed him.

They then handcuffed me.
"Can I speak with him for a minute," I said.
Doug stepped in the doorway nervously.
As the guy held Doug back.
I glared at Doug,

"Go to my apartment"
"K will let you in," I said.
He shook his head.

"Who's k?" The boss said.
"My grandma," I said with a smile.
"You're a real homeboy, Aren't you "Slinger"." The boss said.

Doug walked off.
Got on my motorcycle and drove off.
I gulped fuck.

The guy stabbed me with a needle.
I felt dizzy and I collapsed on the floor.
I was awake but couldn't move.
They blindfolded me.

They picked me up and carried me to the back of a van.
Pushed me in and drove.
We stopped, they unblindfolded me.

We were at a warehouse. The outside was rusty and had spray paint and graffiti on the walls.
I tried to move while they carried me inside.
I still couldn't, What had they gave me?

They made me stand and I felt limp.
I could stand but I could barely move. I felt weak.
They stripped me so I was butt naked.

They tied my wrists to a bar above me.
I looked like I was getting crucified.
Ugh if I don't believe in any religion that is literally the only thing I know.

One of the men laughed at the sight of me.
They took a whip.
"Snap" they whipped my back.
"Snap" Again landing in the same place.
"Snap" again I could tell that one broke the skin.

They stopped for a minute.
I panted I was already hurting but there was no way they'd let me off the hook just like that.
"Snap" they whipped my leg.

I almost fell.
"Snap" again.
"Snap" breaking skin I could feel the blood dripping down my leg.

"Snap" they whipped my arm.
"Snap" again.
"Snap" breaking the skin.

"Snap" they whipped my chest.
"Snap" again making my tattoo look like dirt.
"Snap" breaking the skin.

One of them left the room.
"Pop" I felt my nose snap as the other one punched me in my face.
Blood running down into my mouth.

He laughed.
The other guy came back.
I was off the fucking drugs they put in me.

They untied my wrists.
Then they handcuffed me.
They put me in the back of the van.
We drove for what felt like hours.

Finally, we were at my apartment complex and we drove by really fast.
"I hope you learned your lesson, "Slinger"." One of them said.
One of them opened the back door and pushed me out.
They drove off.

Kim POV

Hunter had been gone for hours.
Dad came a few hours ago.
He wasn't the one I was worried about.

Hunter could be dead by now.
I went to the kitchen, tears swelling up in my eyes.
Dad was standing there at the counter looking so calm.

"Do you think he's dead?" I asked.
"Kim, I don't know." He said grabbing a bottle of whisky and handing it to me.
God my dad was a sight.
I was only eighteen and dad was fine with me drinking, Hunter was too.

"Ima go take a smoke break," dad said.
"Ok," I said
Dad walked out of the apartment door down the hall and to the elevator.

Doug POV

I got in the elevator.
Don't even fucking know what they were doing to Hunter I didn't want to know.
Yet I did.
He had sacrificed himself for me.

I walked out the front door of the apartment complex.
I Looked around.
Oh my god! Was that Hunter?