Kind Regards

20. Scar

*TW: mentions blood and guns*

Sebastian was startled, looking at me weirdly. I held up the ring before laughing quietly, shaking my head.

"The sun, the moon and the truth. Three things cannot be long hidden"

He was still confused, scrunching his brows and tilting his head.

"Nico has our location. He's a fucking genius" I whispered, sliding it back on my finger. "In cases like this, people look for phones or anything that you can be tracked by. They won't look at my ring and remove it, it's harmless"

We both smiled, sighing with relief as I wiped the blood off my mouth. Neither of us were going to die tonight.

My smile faltered, overhearing them talk outside the door.

"Don't send it yet, let me get answers from the girl"

The faint whisper of a name, Scar. They called him Scar as if he were in the Lion King. Nico is going to have so much fun with these idiots.

Sebastian turned to me with wide eyes, the realisation that Nico may not even know we're gone yet.

The door burst open, Scar grabbing my arm and pulling me up as Sebastian told him to stop.

"Seb, it's okay" I assured, using my free hand to slide my ring off.

He shook his head at me as I dropped it onto his lap, praying it wouldn't make a sound. If they take me somewhere else, I can't risk Sebastian not being found.

I was dragged out of the room, meeting eyes with the man Sebastian had described earlier. He had red contacts in, holding rope in his hands.

They tied my hands behind my back, leading me out of the cabin. My eyes searched the surroundings, making sure I knew where we were going.

"I just have a few questions" Scar muttered.

It was only us going out into the isolated woods, his gun pressed against my exposed back. Little did he know, he was exposing himself to me.

He finally stopped walking, pushing the gun against me to stand by the tree. I looked down at his gun, pressed against my stomach this time.

"You know he's going to find us; don't you Scar?" I spoke up calmly.

His jaw clenched at the mention of his name, exhaling deeply.

"One thing you've done right was delay sending the video" I continued.

"Shut the fuck up" he spat, looking down at the gun.

I inhaled sharply, leaning my head against the tree. To my surprise he stepped back, giving me space. I sat down, hearing the leaves crunch underneath me.

"Just answer my questions and I'll consider not killing you" He threatened, still pointing the gun at me.

It was the only thing preventing me from running, the only thing that made him feel like he had power.

I shut my eyes, thinking back to being on the dance floor with Nico. Hearing him laugh and having it just be him and I.

"What do you know about Carson?" Scar asked.

My body tensed at the mention of Dan Carson. What business does Scar have with him?

"That he's a piece of shit" I responded, opening my eyes.

He glared at me, shaking his head. I nodded, fidgeting with the rope behind my back against the tree.

"He tried to buy me from my father" I scoffed. "... when I was a teenager"