SEDUCTIVE | t.k.

forty three

the next day, viktoria couldn't shake off a bad feeling. she was on edge, every sound she heard she would look around to see where it came from. she felt every strangers stare, glance, maybe even their feelings at her and it felt intense, raw, and salient.

she was currently getting coffee for the group, as she needed to get outside and get some fresh air - clear her head. she knew the reason why she was so on edge - aleksi, and the fact she was near her hometown. sure she wasn't exactly from moscow, but she spent so much time there it almost seemed like it.

as soon as she stepped foot into the closest coffee shop she felt intense gazes on her - the psychic effect if you so call it. she moved her eyes around to see a group of men sitting at a table next to her. they were intense, mysterious, dark - just great she thought.

"what can i get you?" the girl in front of her asked

"five iced vanilla lattes, and a slice of ptichye moloko - to go" she replied in the same bitter tone the girl held. she girl rolled her eyes and nodded. she took viktorias debit card and swiped it before handing her card back in a taunting way. viktoria rolled her eyes in response as she took her card. she sat at a table far away from the men, not missing the stares they held as she ordered, but also as she walked, sat down, and tried to admire outside. whatever they wanted, they weren't so slick at doing.

the girl walked towards viktoria before setting the bag on the table. leaving as soon as she came, and viktoria did the same. she walked through the quiet streets of moscow. it was early in the morning. children were in classrooms, everyone already starting their jobs and day. though she was still on edge, no matter how much she tried to shake that weird feeling she couldn't. she watched her surroundings as much as she could. though clearly not enough - as she rounded the corner she was pulled into a alley by two big strong guys. she begun kicking and punching, yet it somehow didn't so much as they barely budged. every move she tried to do, they anticipated and blocked. even her trying to knock her head against theirs. she felt useless, and she never did. this wasn't the way she anticipated to get taken really. she thought they'd sneak in her hotel, or when she was walking backstage - not something so generic.

a cloth was placed on her mouth, she mentally wanted to commit - she tried her best to not breathe the chloroform. though didn't work well as she would just blackout from not breathing. so she still continued to fight - rather than taking the easy way of breathing in, she wouldn't go without a fight. which didn't last long as she passed out, breathing the chloroform in as she did.

***

tom

it has been hours since viktoria left - the show was starting in a few hours and she hadn't answered any texts or calls. the boys were growing nervous - gustav and tom losing their minds.

"what do you mean we can't file a report until 48 hours! we literally had fucking death threats on us" tom yelled at jeff

"calm down tom, she said she needed to clear her head. she still has four hours until the show starts" bill tried to reassure, yet again he didn't believe his own words. the group knew the truth to the disappearance, her being on edge that day didn't help.

"i swear to god if you don't make them start looking peter i'm going to fucking ruin your career" tom yelled ignoring bills words. peters face was marked with fear, knowing tom was not lying. he quickly rushed off into another room soaking the local police stations number.

"i'm going to go look for her, don't bother coming if you're not going to help" tom said leaving the band in the green room, though it didn't take long for them to rush after him. they quickly grabbed a bodyguard on the way out.