Chapter 5~ Be Respectful

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I'm boreddd so here's a new chapter

also imma stop asking you guys to vote and comment cause I feel mean... I'm not mean I swearrr

 I'm not mean I swearrr

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'Axcel.' I shout down the corridor.

He turns around. 'Yeah?'

'Axcel, you can't tell me you found Diego and then walk out of the room.'

'Well obviously I can, because I just did.'

I glare at him. 'Take me to him.'

'To who?'

'To Diego, idiot.'

'Not until you say please.' He says with a smirk

'Why are you patronising me?'

'I'm not patronising you, I'm asking you to be respectful.'

'I'm already being respectful.' I say

'No, you're not.'

'Yes I am.'

'No.'

'Axcel, I am not here to argue with you. Please take me to Diego.' I say.

'See wasn't so hard, was it? He's this way.'

Axcel leads me down a maze of corridors till we reach the basement. He walks through the first door on the corridor and I follow.

When we enter I notice two burly men standing in the centre with their back to us.

'Leave him.' Axcel says

They turn and move to either side of the room revealing a man slumped in a chair.

His white shirt is stained red with blood and is hanging open revealing his tanned skin. His muscles are straining against his sleeves, probably because he's trying to slip his hands free from whatever they're tied up in.

He groans and throws his head back before bringing it back down and looking me right in the eye.

His lip is split, his nose is bleeding and there is a bruise forming over his right eye.

It's clear he didn't just get here.

He smirks before spitting blood right at my feet.

'Nice of you to show your face. I thought you were just going to get your men to beat whatever you want out of me.' He says in a deep groggy voice.

'I have a bit of class.' I look down at the blood at my feet. 'Unlike you.'

He laughs before sucking in a breath at the pain he just caused himself.

'What can I do for you then?' He asks.

I step forward. 'I think you have something of mine.'

'Mmh no.' He says with a shake of his head.

'Okay, let me ask a different question. Did you know Sebastian?'

I watch as he presses his lips together and gulps.

I smile. 'You do.'

He shakes his head. 'Never heard of him.'

I tilt my head to the side. 'I think it's in your best interests to have heard of him.'

'It's a shame really. I wish I did know him.' He says with a shrug. 'Maybe now you can let me go.'

I roll my eyes. 'I'll let you go, if you show me what Seb wanted before he died.'

Diego narrows his eyes. 'I know better than to make deals with you lot.'

Axcel taps me on the shoulder and I turn to face him.

'Don't let him go.' He whispers.

'Why not.' I whisper back.

He glares at me. 'What do you mean why not?'

I sigh and turn back around.

'I'll let you go. I swear.' I say

I hear Axcel groan behind me.

'Deal. Let me go and I'll take you to it.'

I nod at the men either side of the room to let him go and leave the room.

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Diego led me to his house in some random remote place. So if he's going to kill me, now would be the time.

Although, I doubt he would succeed, since Axcel's kitted me out with four men that look exactly like the men in the basement. Same suit, same haircut, same... everything.

'It's just this way.' Diego says.

He's got a slight limp in his walk, probably from something Axcel did to him and he's clutching his side.

He takes me into his home office and opens a draw at his desk. He takes something out and hands it to me.

'Here's a memory stick.' He says placing it in my open palm.

'I don't need a memory stick, thank you. I need what Seb wanted.'

He leans against his desk, laughs and then groans in pain.

'What is so funny?'

'That memory stick has what your boyfriend wanted. You can leave now.'

I close my hand over the stick and stare at him.

Something about this whole thing doesn't sit right with me.

'Hmm.' I say, before turning on my heels and walking out of the house.

I highly doubt that will be the last time we see each other.

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