always been you- outer banks jiara fanfic // EDITED

kidnap. 3

kiara pov:

after a while of waiting, i hear a knock at the door. a guard takes me downstairs and into a room. i see a guy in a suit, with his back to me. "excuse me..." i say. he turns around and i freeze. my face and heart drop. "oh i knew you and ward were part of this shit" i say. "what? what are you talking about? are you trying to weasel me out of my deal?" rafe says, stepping towards me. i step back. "what?"- "i knew your little reunion would cause sparks" a voice says. we both look to the left to see a guy standing at the window. he turns around and looks at use and rafe. "miss carrera, mr cameron..." he says. how does he know my name? "please, take a seat" he says, pointing at two seats next to him. i look at rafe. "why am i here?" i say. he doesn't answer. i walk over and sit on one of the chairs. "miss carrera... i do apologise for the rough tactics of bringing you here..." he says. rafe walks over and sits down on the chair next to me. "why are we here?" i repeat. "well, we share certain interests you know" the guy says. "is this not about the cross?" rafe says. "it is... but it's also about something, much much bigger than the cross" the guy says, walking towards a painting on the wall. the guys proceeds to tell us a story about some spanish soldier, and a city of gold from 450 years ago. el dorado, he called it. he says he's going to try and solve the quest, and that me and rafe are going to be part of it. "what about you, miss carrera? do you like history?" he says. "i'm more of a future person" i say. "what do you need from me?" i ask him. "i've come to believe that you and your friends are in possession of something that can help me get what i want..." he says. "which is?" i say. "an old manuscript, a diary actually" he says. i get a churning feeling in my stomach. "i have no idea what you're talking about" rafe says. "i don't know anything about a diary" i lie. "how else could you have learned that the cross was on the royal merchant?" he says to me. "look, i want to help you. but i can't" i say. "look, this is ridiculous. okay? i'm out, i don't know anything about a diary" rafe says, standing up. he walks round the corner but a guard blocks his way and he turns back round. "sit down" the guy says. "you have the cross. her and her friends had the cross at one point" he says, pointing at me. "so one of you, has the diary". "so if you really don't know, i suggest you convince your friend to tell me" he says, pointing at me again. "i'm not his friend" i say. the guy chuckles. "once i have the diary, you'll be free to leave".

the guy takes me and rafe back into the room i was in earlier. "enjoy the grounds during you stay" he says. "i'll warn you though, i'm not a guy of infinite patience. you have one day, go to the window for your demonstration, oh.. and i apologise for forgetting to introduce myself. i'm carlos singh" he says, walking out the door, "one day" he says, closing the door and locking me and rafe in the room. rafe pulls on the door. "it's locked" i say, walking to the window. i watch as a few guards drag portis out of a truck. "who's that?" rafe says. "i know him, that's jimmy portis. he was trying to help me.." i say. the guards drag him round the corner and singh comes forward. he pulls a gun out of his pocket. "woah woah" rafe says. he walks round the corner where the guys just took portis, and we hear a gun shot. me and rafe both jump when it goes off. i feel like i'm going to be sick. "ki, ki, this diary... no bullshit, okay? don't bullshit me. do you have it?" rafe says. i look at him. "no" i say.

jj pov:

"cleo do you actually know where you're going?" i say. "right there" she says, pointing at a big abandoned building. "it's an abandoned hotel, me and terrance squatted here" she says. "alright" sarah says. we all walk forwards and up the steps. i hear guys shouting and duck. i look over the wall, discreetly and see a few of singh's guards in a car. we wait for them to pass, then we run inside. we all go inside and sit down. "we've gotta get ki out guys" i say, pacing back and forth. i'm really worried, all those guys with big weapons and the gun shot. i'm scared for ki. i just want to know if she's okay, if she's safe. "well, we can't call the cops, we have no money, and we can't try and make a deal or anything because we don't know what he wants..." pope says. "not helping pope" i say. "well, it's gotta be about the gold, or the cross right?" pope says. "mm-mm, guys like singh, it's always about money" cleo says. sarah shrugs her shoulders. "i mean these days they kidnap people for loads of reasons, ransom... help, like using them as a slave... concessions..." sarah says. i shake my head. "why ki?" i say. "i don't know" sarah says. "guys, we have to help her. we all heard the gunshot. she's in huge danger right now" i say. "i know, jayj, i'm scared too, but we have to stay calm and try to come up with something" sarah says. "it's hard to stay calm when ki could be going through literally anything right now" i say. "i know" sarah says.

kiara pov:

*next morning*

i look down at rafe, who's asleep on the floor. i bite my nails as the gunshot from last night replays in my mind. he said that would be us, if we didn't come forward. i really don't want to tell singh we have a copy of the diary, but if i don't, he'll kill me. i stand up and knock on the window, attempting to get the guards attention. he turns around and i mouth, "mr singh, i need to talk to me singh". "ki" rafe says from behind me. i ignore him and continue knocking on the window. i point sideways, "go get, mr singh" i mouth. "ki, ki what are you doing?" rafe says. "like i owe you an explanation" i say, walking past him to the door. i knock on it. "hey!" i say. "ki, think for a sec okay"- rafe says. "don't talk to me" i say, walking back to the window. i knock on it again. he follows me. "ki ki ki" he says. "ki"- "hey!" i shout, slapping his hand when he gets too close and nearly touches me. "ki, look" he says, stepping back with his hands in the air. "look around, i'm all you've got". i shake my head. "whether you wanna work with me or not, i'm your only friend here okay?" he says. a guard opens the door and i walk over. "i need to talk to mr singh" i say. "yes" the guard says, grabbing my arm and closing the door behind us.