-Alastair Diaz-
It's been weeks since Devon was last seen, we can't find him anywhere. It was like he was dead again. Although had wish that statement was true, it wasn't.
Aliyah has been terrified, every time her phone goes off she gets scared, hence why she's now always with Bambi who's grown to be overprotective of her.
There's a knock on my office door, and I tell them to come in, Leo walks in with papers in his hand "These are for you." He tells me and I nod my head slowly, looking over at the papers, my eyes widen when I realized who they were from and what they said.
Devon was threatening us, more specifically Aliyah. I slam the papers on the table and light a joint smoking it "I can make more weed.." Leo says and I nod turning my computer on, he walks out of the room. Devon has been stalking Aliyah and I, taking photos of us, of her. Photographing them and sending them to me with messages.
Of things he wanted to do to her. My jaw tightens, yet when I hear the ringing of my phone I calm down, it was on silent, yet every time Aliyah calls me it goes through.
"Yes, amore?" I say, I hear her breathing being heavy "Someone's here." She tells me "Aliyah, what do you mean someone's here?" I say, I hear movement "S-someone keeps knocking on her door-" her voice cuts off with a yelp when someone bangs on the door, I hear muffled yelling "Aliyah I need you to go to our room, and I need you to lock all the entrances to the room." I say
"Stay on the phone with me." I say and she agrees, I hear the sounds of locks clicking "I'll be there, sweetheart, okay, don't wor-" She cuts me off with a sharp intake of breath, suddenly the call cuts out.
I get out of my seat instantly.
-Aliyah Cameron-
I cover my mouth as I hear footsteps getting closer, voices getting closer. My eyebrows furrow in confusion when the footsteps start feeling familiar "The moneys got to be here somewhere." I hear "Well, where ever she is, she'll know." Another voice says "Go look somewhere else, we'll look here."
I hear footsteps getting closer to the closet, someone knocks on it "Aliyah, I know you're in here." My eyes widened when I recognized the voice. "Let's have a nice little talk." Eric says.
I close my eyes, keeping my hand on my mouth as he bangs on the door, when all of a sudden the door slams opened, Eric stands there with Liam who smiles at me "Told you she'd be hiding." Eric says "Get the fuck off the floor." He says, I slowly get up, Eric walks towards me "Where does Alastair keep his money?" He asked me, I stare in confusion "What? Why would I know that-" he cuts me off.
"Because you obviously had him take dad out of the contract, how dare you not let dad get fifty percent of the earnings anymore, how fucking selfish are you?" Eric stated, I stare at him confused
"What are you talking about?"
"You've been getting half of Alastair's earnings."
What? I stare at Eric and shake my head "No- that's not true." I say, he scoffed "You know, I wasn't going to leave you and Liam alone, but now I will." He says, as my eyes widened as Liam grins at me, his eyes look hungry.
"Do whatever the fuck you've always wanted to do to her, I don't care anymore." Eric says "Wait- Eric please-" It's too late. Eric walks out closing the door behind him. Liam walks towards me, grinning widely at me "I've waited so long for this, babe, try not to fight it so much." He says forcing his lips onto mine, I try shoving him off.
Instead he shoves me down on the floor, grabbing onto me. Holding me down, I feel his hands and lips on my skin, I feel him putting my hand on him.
He tries to take my pants off, but I fight against him pushing and shoving him, but it won't work. I try to not let this happen again, I hike my knee up, Liam lets out a pained groan, but getting off of me, I take this opportunity to run.
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Saving Aliyah
RomanceBook 1 of the Diaz series Aliyah Cameron, 18, who's struggled with mental health and the relationship between her father and brother. Who once you get to know can be a very bubbly and trusting person, her mother left her after being born, her fathe...
