Only Yours

Her's

LILAH'S POV

*3 weeks later*

I'm still in Havana, and i've learned my way around this ho quicker than anything. But it's probably because I have so much free time.

I call Veronica every other day, and sometimes I get to talk to Greyson, Claudia, Mia, and Ben. But they don't tell Elijah that.

I haven't heard his voice in 3 weeks.

He's showed he genuinely doesn't give a shit about me and it's understandable. But it hurts at the same time.

I haven't heard anything from Vee today, and that's probably because they have a shipment coming in or some shit.

This hotel has been literally everything.

Their gym here is pretty small so I leave the hotel and go to a nearby gym where I do in fact have a membership there.

So much and so little has happened in 3 weeks it's honestly crazy.

"Housekeeping." A lady knocks on the door.

A lady I came to know as Trisha.

"One second." I say hopping off my bed, and I make my way over to the door.

Wait.

I was really about to fall for that shit.

It's 9 at fucking night.

I look at the bottom of the door and there's more then one shadow. At minimum there 4.

Well shit.

I quickly go through my stuff and grab my favorite weapon.

Leona.

I take the gun out of the dresser drawer and slowly approach the door.

I look through the peephole and I honestly don't know how the fuck they got here, or found where I was staying.

Russians have some advanced technology.

The door handle starts jiggling and I laugh.

"Do you idiots not know how hotel rooms work?" I ask them.

But then I hear the door click.

Aw shit.

The door swings up and i'm hit by it. It all goes by so fucking quickly.

I hit the floor and they rush in.

I dropped the gun but I still have Leona in my hands .

But tough shit for me because they have APS-95's.

"Put the knife down." one of them demand.

I hesitate.

"Put the knife down or we will shoot." He adds.

I don't know what to do.

"Put the knife down!" he repeats, yelling and I drop her.

"Grab her." he orders them and they basically snatch me up.

Sometimes it really does suck being short.

They twist my arms behind my back and handcuff me.

They jam a needle into my neck and instantly my muscles relax.

My vision goes blurry as they drag me out of the room. But I did get to see at least 7 more go into the room.

I guess they waited outside?..