𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐬 | 18+ | ✓

f i f t e e n

*listen to the song while reading if you wish!*

tw- drugs, gore

"don't fuck with people i care about." -abel ricci

S A L E M
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It's dark. I wake up from a dark blur to a pounding headache. The shining engagement ring that was once on my finger is now gone. My hand feels bare. I don't know where I am.

I try to move but am stopped by handcuffs. My body aches like a bitch. There's hair in my face and I feel caked in dirt and blood. I can see a small light from what looks like a door.

There's no windows in this room, so it's very clear that I was kidnapped. I can only remember bits and pieces from yesterday. I do know that there's no way in hell I got married, because I'd feel different.

Maybe I'm in a sex dungeon, I think to myself. Maybe I just had the kinkiest sex in the world last night and I just don't remember it. The thing that I assumed to be a door opens and someone steps in. A masked man with gloves.

"Here's some breakfast. Eat up, whore." he spits.

Why the hell does he sound familiar? "You know, I'm assuming we're both already in the mafia, so there's no way in hell I'm going to tell anyone who you are, so just ditch that cheap ass mask." I slur. "And what the hell did you give me?"

He stands in front of me for a while, before huffing, "Just eat the goddamn food. I'll be back in ten minutes to take you to the showers. We need to get you ready for the market meeting."

My heart drops, "Market meeting?!"

He stills in the doorway, "Yes, now eat."

He leaves and I'm left here. The handcuffs are still on my hands. How the fuck am I going to eat. In dark in here, and- Oh?

A light turns on from above and my cell becomes illuminated. Nifty. I can see my body and I am in fact caked up in blood and dirt.

I wonder what Abel is doing. I wonder if he even notices I'm gone. I wonder if he's even going to come looking for me, or if I'm going to have to get myself out of this.

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A B E L
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I am losing my goddamn mind. She's been gone for two whole days. I have no trace of her whatsoever. The tracker I put on her phone is down, so whoever has her knows what they are doing. They aren't new to this.

At first, I thought maybe she ran away. Like runaway bride typed shit, but no. She's definitely kidnapped. I realized that by the way her dressing room was left.

She might be crazy, but I know she didn't break all of that shit for no reason. Someone was trying to get her, and she wasn't having it.

I'm sitting in her dressing room right now, contemplating what could have happened to her, and where she could be. The door swings open and Blade bursts in.

"They have her!" he blurts, "They're gonna sell her. What the fuck do we do??!"

My blood begins to boil, "Who has her?"