She's Mine

Chapter 1

Glaceys pov.

I heard voices and footsteps in a room over from the one I was being held in. I heard yelling and a new voice. Definitely a man, but I couldn't make out what he was saying. Then I heard my door opened and hood taken off of my head. I looked up at my capture and then the man behind him. He has icy blue eyes and he narrowed them at me. He was zip tied at the wrists as I was. He was 6'4 at least and with broad shoulders. "There is your proof!", my capture snapped and then the hood was back over my head and the door was slammed.

I heard gun shots and loud screaming! A thud here and there. The sac over my head blinded me from seeing anything, the rag tied around my mouth muffling me. Then the door opened. I was silent. The hood taken off of my head and there was the man. "I'm not gonna hurt you...", he said softly. He took the gag out my mouth and flicked out the knife. "Who the hell are you!?", I asked flinching away from him. "Look I'm getting you out of here.", he said. His accent was thick and definitely Australian. "Again, who the hell are you!", I snapped. "Shut up and put this on!", he barked cutting the zip ties from my wrist and handing me a bandanna to tie around my face. He shoved me behind him and I followed him out to a car. "Get in.", he said opening the trunk. "Hell no! Not until you tell me who you are!", I snapped. "Get. In.", he nearly growled. "No.", I stood my ground. He huffed and literally picked me up and slung me in the trunk! I felt like I was riding in the trunk of a damn race car! He finally slammed on breaks about ten minutes after he shoved me in! He opened the trunk and let me out! "You son of bitch!", I shoved him back! "Oh I save you from dieing and I am a son of a bitch!", he yelled trying to back me up against the car. "How do I know you aren't going to fucking kill me!", I countered. "I'm seriously considering it.", he hissed. "Not helping your case bud.", I spat. "Fine...", he sighed. "My name is Tyler. I was paid to come and save you by your father. Happy now?", he said. "For now.", I said crossing my arms. My father must have used some of his old arms dealing contacts if I had to guess, he was one of the biggest in the states. "Here. Arms up.", he said. I held my hand out for the vest. "Arms... up...", he growled. I grabbed the vest. "I'm not a child! I can put on a fucking vest", I snapped. He rolled his eyes and then turned as I started putting it on. He pulled the shirt he had on over his head. My eyes scanned his back, full of scars and his tattoos but I didn't comment. He pulled on a button down and then his vest and weapons. "Give me a gun.", I said. He looked at me like I was crazy. "Fuck no.", he snapped. "Give me a gun Tyler! What if we get separated!", I snapped. "Then I will find you, either way you are not getting a gun.", he said firmly. "I can shoot Tyler! My dad taught me!", I insisted. He ignored me. "What since I don't have a dick in my pants I can't handle a weapon?", I snapped crossing my arms over my chest. He spun around, "This is not some fucking game! There is some one trying to kill you!! So cut the pissing match and just do what I fucking say!", he yelled! "I don't know who the hell you are talking to but, I can take care of my self! I don't need to be babied like I'm helpless!", I argued! "Well you were the one to get your ass abducted!", he shot back. "Oh my fuck Tyler just hand me a fucking gun!", I snapped. He sighed and reached in the car and pulled out a pistol. A .45 caliber SIG to be exact. "Happy now?", he asked. "As happy as I can be. Was that so hard?", I said loading the pistol and attaching the holster to my waist and holstering it. He let out a huge sigh. "Just stay on my shoulder and don't get yourself shot. I need this fucking money.", he snapped pulling out a phone and pressing record. "Name.", he said. I stared at him. "Say your name.", he snapped. "Glacey." I hissed. "Last name.", he said. "Austin.", I said. "Continuing extraction.", he said after he turned the camera on him self and then put it back in his pocket. "Come on, and keep up.", he said and then started running through the woods.

We ran through the woods until he came to a halt to make contact with his communications. "Nik we are in position. On standby.", he said. We sat in waiting for her to contact back. "Tyler... there is someone else in those woods, and they are closing in on your position! They are 100 meters out!", she said! I could see his stomach drop. "Fuck.", he huffed. "I'm in survival mode.", he said back and then grabbed my hand and pulled me behind him! Then a shot rang out past my head! "Fuck!" He cursed louder! He slowed enough to get me in front of him! Another shot rang out! "Behind the rock!", he ordered me! This time I didn't argue! "You run when I tell you to, or I'll kill both of you!", he snapped holding up a grenade. My eyes widened and nodded. He put his finger to his lips for me to be quiet, then he heard the twig snap and he threw the grenade! "GO GO GO!!!", he yelled pushing me a head of him back the way we came! "GET IN THE CAR!", he yelled! I threw my self in the passenger seat as he shot a few more rounds and the ripped open the drivers door and got in and hit the gas! I held on for dear life as he swerved around people! Then I heard the sirens! "Tyler it's the cops! We have to stop!", I yelled! "No it's not!", he disagreed! But when I looked closer he was right. There were no uniforms!