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𝐴𝑦𝑙𝑖𝑛 𝑉𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑜
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𝑅ℎ𝑦𝑑𝑖𝑎𝑛 𝑉𝑎𝑙𝑑𝑖
꧁꧂
I sit down on the couch while looking at the flashing lights around the room
My hands aching for another drink
I take a close look around the room again and grab my bag that was thrown on the couch earlier
While grabbing my bag I lift my body off of the velvet black couch while walking in my black stilettos with red underside
The sound of my heels weren't hear able between the loud voices of the people and the blasting music making your ears want to pop off of your head
I feel the drops of sweat falling off of my forehead
The impatient sigh awaiting in my throat as I look at the line in front of me
As I finally put a step forward while the person in front of me puts a step back I look at the waiter
By now I knew him after seeing him every Saturday
I even came here when it wasn't even busy
"Another margarita please" I say with a kind smile on my face but it slowly fades as I look at the shocked gaze of the waiter in front of me
I feel a hard cold base placed on the back of my head and a activation sound with it while everyone went silent the music stopped and everyone looked in shock at me and the person behind me
I feel my body get cold as I finally realize there's a gun against my head
my breath hitch's as I slowly try to turn my head,
A hand slaps my head onto the counter of the bar while a hot breath is against my ear
"Don't move or I'll ruin that pretty head off yours" a deep voice says slowly in my ear not a bit of his tone was in pity
With his other hand he grabs my both wrists and he pulls me back up while I finally see two other men around the doors with guns
I still feel the gun against my head while he moves me out of the club
The tears blurring my eyes slowly ran down my cheeks
They open the door of a black van, I get in with a struggle because of my heels on the little stones underneath my feet I manage to get in with a push from behind me
I pull my legs closer to my arms and wiggle my head between them as the door closes
I let the tears fall on my knees while I feel the van start driving
One of the guys climbs down towards me and ties my hands behind my back
I look at one of the guys in the seat eyeing me up and down I feel my body tremble
I see the men in front of me look at the guy who's staring at me but mostly at what's under my dress
I hear a faint whisper between the driver and the men next to him
"We have her now, and she's dressed like a slut anyway, what would cause harm?" I hear both the men laugh yet the one in front of me doesn't look so convinced
He gets up his heavy shoes sounding all around the van while he points the gun at the drivers head and grabs a knife out of his pocket what he uses on the other guy his throat
"Say that again and I'll shoot your fucking heads off!" His husky voice gets the guys attention
The drive didn't go silent after that although I expected it to be
"Take your hands off of the fucking wheel you idiot!" One of the guys groans at the other
I feel the car trembling on the road, noises coming from other cars
The honking of the cars makes me cover my ears
"Are you both fucking insane?!" The guy in front of me yells at the boys
I couldn't see his face as his was covered with a mask just like everyone else's
It lightly frustrates me
I close my eyes and let the tears be trapped under my lashes
My ears covered for the sound yet the deafening sound of two gun shots still enter them
I feel the little dots on my skin called chickenpox
Yet I didn't figure out in the moment if it was by the cold or the shock of the sounds
My feet are laying on the metal ground of the van and I feel a certain wetness caught on with my skin
I very slowly open my eyes and see my feet covered in blood
I look at the men in front of me the gun in his belt again now while he looks calmly at me the driver gone silent while the men next to him was bleeding all over my body
"Stop the car" he says calmly as he doesn't take his eyes off of me
I feel my throat shut down yet my tears stream down uncontrollably
He grabs my chin making me look up to him while he takes off his mask
I see his features, shape jaw line his face freshly shaven, his eyes magical sharp while he look down on me
His blue yet stone cold eyes looking in my hazel ones
Not a bit of emotion came off of him
"Stop crying, you aren't a child anymore. It makes you look pathetic!" He spats at me a hard slap landing onto my cheek
My face goes red, not sure if it was from the slap or from the fact he called me pathetic
The van stops and he forces me to get up out of the van making me fall on the street as he talks with the driver on the other side of the van
I look down through the space under the van
Four feet staring at each other yet again seconds later two of the feet switch up and managed to fall on the ground as a dead body
I fast try to get up but my hands were tied what made it difficult, when I finally managed to get up the dark headed boy stood in front of me
"Going somewhere are we?" He says with a chuckle and with in a minute he opens the door and throws me back into the van next to the driver's seat that's still covered in blood from the body that's now in the back of the van
I close my eyes to escape the reality I was in, but no fast again I noticed that I felt drunker then normal after I woke up ten minutes later
A fuzzy feeling inside of me and my mind being half blurry by what happened all
