Serenity

Chapter 77: The Fugitives

//TW FOR DISTURBING THEMES\\
Jo's POV

We're finally in Paris and he wasn't kidding.

I'm in a basement, my hands tied to the ceiling and my ankles tied to the floor. I know I didn't this to myself but I wasn't expecting this extreme. Morgan comes down twice a day to fill me in a bit and Hero comes in once a day to ask me questions. And it's that time of day again.

"You gonna mouth off today?" He asks me and I smile a bit. That is an extremely stupid question, what does he think I am? A girl who won't put up a fight. He knows I put up a damn good fight.

"Now what do you think?" I ask and he shakes his head, rolling his eyes. Maybe it's the hunger talking but I rather die than go through the same questions again. Oh yeah, I haven't eaten since I got here.

"Where's Salvatore?" He asks me, same thing everyday. You know this is going no where, no wonder he got nothing out of Julian.

"Up my ass," I say sarcastically and he comes over to me with a knife, pressing it into my neck. I guess he really has changed.

"Care to change your answer?" He asks but it's definitely more of a statement.

"Care to be less of an imbecile?" I ask with a smile on my face and he rolls his eyes, stepping away. If he really knew me he would know that I'm not afraid of death, if anything I welcome it. But I guess he doesn't know me anymore.

Part of me wants him to just try less, or maybe try harder. My head has been so jumbled since getting here since I'm trying to keep dozens of secrets.

  "Tell me Josephine, how does someone as well known as you stay hidden for so many years?" Hero asks me and I take a deep breath.

  "Are you tracking me Tiffin?" I ask with a sly smile and he just shrugs. A little too nonchalantly for my taste. I can feel my inner walls breaking down.

I just want to hold him.

  "Maybe, maybe not. I do know one thing though, you purchased a club on Bourbon Street recently. I believed you called it Victrola, so why not have your meeting with your father there?" He asks and I think about that for a second.

  "For this exact reason. If you were tracking me and him you would've found both of us easily. Prohibition was just a better choice, and it had that secret door your buddy Felix found," I say and he comes up to me, gripping my jaw tightly as he brings his face to mine.

  "Don't mention his name or what you did to him!" He yells in my face, but I don't flinch. This is child's play compared to what my father used to do to me. "But you know what, I know someone who would love to take their anger out on you. Kaylee!" He yells and she comes down stairs. My once friend, but now foe enters and looks like a hurricane hit her.

  "How is he?" I ask softly, looking at Morgan but Kaylee comes out to me, punching me again.

  "You... you don't get to know. After everything you've done these past three years you don't get to say anything!" She yells and grabs Hero's knife, immediately cutting my check. I close my eyes and open my mouth in pain. Fuck that hurt more than I thought it would.

  "He was still my friend, even if we never saw eye to eye on things I wouldn't want him dead, I wouldn't want to hurt him," I say with a few tears slipping down my face. What I did to Felix is just hitting me, and it hurts so badly.

  Even if I want Hero back, which I do, I know for a fact this will stand in the way. He's very loyal to his friends and when someone hurts them, he wants nothing to do with you. That's me, I'm the one who hurt one of them. Therefore he'll want nothing to do with me.