Miles My kidnapper

You crave power

—The axe forgets, but the tree remembers—
Y/n pov:

I realized how much we fucked up when Miles put his hand over my mouth and I turned around. At that moment I saw her sitting at her desk. She closed her laptop when she noticed us. Her eyes darted across the room and she stared into my eyes. Her eyes were cold and gave me a dead feeling.

I glared at her back, I stared deep into her dark cold eyes, heartlessly. I had a heart, but I broke it last year. Now my heart was trying to heal, but it was harder than I thought. I used to purposefully ruin relationships to feel heart break. Turns out heart break only really happens when you actually fall in love.

Eventually she broke the stare by looking away and looking at Miles. The door swung open and there he was. He had a black tuxedo on and his hair was short and flopped over to the left side of his face.

"Jax?" Miles questioned. I was now facing the boy and no longer watching what Raya was doing.

"What the hell are they doing in here!?" Ajax raised his voice.

"What the hell are you doing here!?" Miles yelled back. I was so confused and then it hit me. Raya must of done her homework on me after she decided she wanted revenge.

At the moment I realized I shouldn't of turned my back on the bitch! I felt a cold blade to my throat and I was being 'hugged' from behind. Rayas pale white hand was shaking as she held me tightly. The cold blade didn't make me worried. I liked being scared, it was fun.

"Do it!" I whispered. "Do it, I know you won't!" I said loudly. Miles turned to face me and Raya. As soon as he friend Jax grabbed him from behind and held him tightly.

"You're not getting away that easy! You took everything from me! And you did it on purpose! I helped you and you ruined my life!" Raya said sternly.

I honestly don't understand her though. I did her a favor! I forced her to get away from her toxic ass cop of a father! I allowed her to be herself. To love who she loves.

"I set you free, and your mad at me for that? Sounds toxic!" I rolled my eyes.

"Your a fucking mental bitch!" Raya spat. I thought it was funny, how much I was able to rile her up. I was basically doing nothing, yet I had so much power over her.

"You are so cute, when you fight to be in control." I smirked. Miles gave me wide eyes, he seamed to be trying to tell me to shut up.

"I think you need to remember who is holding the blade." Jax chuckled.

"I'm not scared, she's too much of a pussy to do anything!" I laughed. Miles gave me wide eyes again, but I ignored the message.

"Oh I'm gonna enjoy killing you!" Raya threatened.

"I'm sure you will, if you can work up the nerve." I teased. Raya then pushed me out of the office looking room and walked me back to the room I was previously tied up in. The pocket knife I had stolen earlier was still hidden in my bra.

Raya tied me up again, and Jax tied Miles up. Raya left to go get stuff and Jax stayed at the door to guard it. Honestly Raya was a smart girl, but she over looked a lot of things. She asked questions, but never the right ones.

She didn't even think that I still had the pocket knife. I began to squirm a little bit, until the pocket knife fell out of my bra and down to my lap. It was under my shirt so I moved me hands that were tied in front of me. I got the knife and freed my hands. I cut the rope off my torso, and feet. Jax Honeslty was awful at watching us! Miles watched as I freed myself and I walked over to Jax. Miles kept giving me wide eyes and facial gestures.

Jax was staring at the door as I stood behind him. I hated the idea of stabbing Jax and not stabbing Raya. I thought about how much this would hurt Miles. I knew he'd totally break if I killed his friend in front of him. I thought back to how easily he killed my father. He killed him like it was nothing, just like how I killed my step dad.

'Your not a killer, y/n.' I thought to myself. I put the knife back into my bra before hitting Jax on the back of the head. I punched the back of his head and he dropped to the floor. I saw his body drop and I got shivers. I walked over to Miles and set him free.

"Are you fucking out of your mind!?" Miles raised his voice. I looked at him feeling dead inside. "He could of killed you if he noticed!" Miles was having a panic attack as he said this.

"We need to go now." I replied, ignoring his worry.

"NO! You don't get to control me anymore! I'm not your pet!" Miles raised his voice.

"I'm not your pet." I crossed my arms.

"I know that, but I expect you to listen to me." Miles rolled his eyes.

"Yeah no." I replied.

"Yes." Miles said as he grabbed my wrist.

"Make me!" I smirked.

"I will!" Miles threatened as he dug his nails into my wrist. He then got a tight grip to my arm and dragged me out of the room.

"I'm going the same way we went last time." I said trying to free myself from his grip.

"No! We're doing this my way!" Miles whisper yelled.

"Your annoying as fuck!" I replied. I realized we were gonna die no matter what, so I should just listen to Miles. That way he'll shut the fuck up and when he fucks this all up, at least I'll get an apology.

We began walking up and down the halls. Miles dragged me along and we stayed as quiet as possible. I hated having Miles be in control. It made me mad, but it also made me miss him. I wanted to kiss him for some reason. 'What the fuck is wrong with me!?' I thought to myself.

A/n: sorry it's been awhile. I've been busy and life hit me with a rock lol.