Stolen Sweetheart

Chapter thirteen

Toms POV:
Me and y/n were walking back to my room to go to bed when she collapsed onto the floor and passed out. I quickly caught her before her head hit the floor and I picked her up and ran to my room. I knew why she passed out. I didn't trust her sister, that's why when she gave me a glass of water I spit it out, I knew it was laced with something. I couldn't tell y/n before she drank the water. I had a plan, I would alert Ian and Harrison that we were in trouble and to pick us up.

I rested y/n next to me on my bed and held her as close to me as possible. I waited about an hour and saw Hannah look through the doorway. I saw on her arm the number 318 on it and I remembered that y/n had a similar tattoo but with the number 352. I closed my eyes and I heard Hannah walker closer to the bed. I slowly opened my eyes and saw her with a knife in her hand getting ready to stab both of us.

I wrapped my arms around y/n and rolled us off the bed causing Hannah to cut a bit of my arm but stab into the bed. I got up and picked up y/n grabbing our go-bags that we had in case of a situation like this. I pressed a silent alarm signaling both of my assistants to get the hell out of there. I ran out the door still holding y/n and out suitcases as her sister chased after us.

I saw Harrison, Linda and Ian outside waiting by two cars. I put the stuff in the trunk and handed y/n to Harrison. She was still passed out and Hannah was only getting closer to us. She jumped on me causing me to fall to the ground and Ian pulled out his gun. "Ian stop! Hannah, why are you doing this?" "It's my last task, she didn't pass the test with Ray" "what test!? Hannah what fucking test!?"

"He always sends ransom videos, and during them he puts a special serum to make her one of us. She didn't pass, so she must die. You know to much so you have to as well" I kicked her off and got up running over to the car until she grabbed my arm and kissed me. I felt her put something on my back and I pushed her off. I ran into the car yelling at Ian to drive us away. I saw a bruise on her arm and I kissed her head and said "I'm so sorry darling"

once we got to the safe house I picked y/n up and Ian helped with our stuff. I walked over to Harrison and said "thank you mate, I can't thank you enough for helping us out so many times" "you're my friend Tom. Also you've got lipstick on your lips, might wanna wipe that off before y/n sees and freaks out" "shit you're right, should I tell her?" "That her sister kissed you? Hell no, you know how fucking crazy y/n is" "yeah, yeah your right. Thanks again" I said goodbye and walked me and y/n into the house and I placed her on our bed.
Y/n's POV:
It had been two days since Tom told me everything that happened the night we left. Although he left out one detail. The fact that my sister kissed him and that he agreed with Harrison about me being crazy. I was pissed and I was acting kinda dry since I heard him but he hasn't caught on yet. It was two in the morning and I had just gotten back from getting wasted at a bar and the lights were out in the house. Tom turned on a lamp while sitting in a chair like a mom with a teen who had snuck out. "Where the fuck were you? You were gone all night"