I was still angry storming off when I decided I would head to the casino for a a while I had heard great things of the casino so why not give it a try
I made my way to the elevator when I was pushed out of the way and onto the floor by a man with shaggy brown hair and georgious brown eyes
several woman followed around him but he was uninterested in any of them I ignored his rudeness and stood up dusting my dark purple dress off
he scoffed "what a unfortunate outfit" I shrugged at his comment I had heard such things before many tell me I'm overly modest I care little about what he thinks
i walked to the next elevator over and and headed to the casino floor once there I made my way to the black jack table were I found out was I actually good at gambling and counting cards I earned quite a bit of cash to perhaps we can keep the cupcake shop running for a while longer
"Hit me" I said
"Twenty one" the dealer said
My phone dinged and I pulled it out to see a text from Clem
Hurry up and get back silly
I sighed and put my phone away
"I best get going" I said taking my winnings
I might have to come back here sometime
I thought to myself as I left the casino
without realizing it I had drifted into a empty hallway with few rooms
a man quickly walked by me and into a room were the door was slightly opened
I noticed he had dropped something a envelope I instinctively picked it up and chased after the man
"Sir you drop...." I started to say but realized he had already disappeared
I peeked through the small opening in the door were the man had went in
I saw a suitcase of money sitting on a bed and men circling it with guns
"Well that's nice" I said to myself sarcastically
I was about to leave but I stopped snapping a pick of the room with my phone
I was just about to leave when I felt a rough jerk on my arm and I was forced up against the wall by a man with slicked back black hair and peircing gray eyes
"what do you think your doing" he asked in a gruff voice
"here I was just returning this" I said showing him the envelope "inui" I heard him whisper under his breath
"get out of here forget what you saw" he yelled roughly pushing me and I stumbled forward running off
"that was not what I would call a pleasent experience" I said to myself as I left the hotel
"where is my bike" I said panicking it was gone I paced back and forth when from the corner of my eye I saw someone carrying my bike
He was quite tall and someone only slightly smaller then him was standing with him
"hey" I yelled running up to them
They stopped turning to look at me
"Sorry sir that's my bike" I said
They whispered back and forth
Before they sprinted into a run
"Hey get back here" I yelled chasing after them
I ran and kicked one in the stomach
he fell forward clutching his stomach and dropping my bike
I stuck my tongue out at him
i grabbed my bike and quickly tried to pedal away but almost immediately I was pushed down off the bike by the other man
probably working with that bike theif I kicked and squirmed as he grabbed me but it was no use
he was pinning one arm behind my back so I couldn't fight back
my last thought was what's going to happen as he held his hand over my mouth and pinched my nose making me unable to breath and everything went black
(I swear if I was Tara I would of been all like WTF U THINK U DOIN ZUHZIZUHZOW *karate moves* yeah that's right cat like reflexes *smirks\winks*)
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Trapped behind glass
FanfictionTara was abandoned at age five and for years grew up on her own teased by other children now twenty three she runs a bake shop called short and sweet with Clem at least she did until she is sold at a black market auction to a strange group of men