𝐑𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆, 𝐏𝐨𝐥𝐲 𝐁𝐋

𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲-𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞, 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒔

Caleb

What was he doing here? How did he know where we were, where I was? Of course he came here when I'm enjoying myself on a date.

"I miss you baby-" He reached for my chin, but Damien's voice made him retract his hand.

"Don't you fucking touch him." Damien darkly retorted, a scowl forms his face.

"I can't talk to my boyfriend? Caleb tell them you still love me." He grabbed my wrists, his grip tight as a fake desperate smile pulled the corners of his lips.

"G-Get away from me Nathan, this relationship end-ended years ago." I attempted to rip my wrists away but his grip was too tight. He moved closer.

"I can tell you're scared, your voice is shaking. You know what I can do-" Damien hooked an arm around his throat, holding him in a chokehold.

"Say anything else to Caleb and I will choke you to fucking death. Let go of him, now." Damien demanded, which made Nathan slowly let go of my wrists. Subsequently Damien slowly dragged Nathan out of the seat with me.

I look down at my wrists, which were already turning colors even though he only held me for a short time.
They definitely were gonna need to be iced when we get home.

"How the hell did you know where we were?" Milo interrogated coldly. Nathan looked more than pissed, then he looked at me and smiled.

"You think they're going to save you Caleb?" Nathan laughed, Damien tightened his hold on Nathan.

"Say one more thing to him fuckhead, one more fucking and I'll kill you." Damien scornfully threatened.

"I'm going to ask you one more time, how the hell did you know we were here?" Milo's guard was up, his body tense like he was ready just in case Nathan slipped out of Damien's chokehold somehow.

Nathan didn't respond, only a mirthful smirk painted his lips.

Oh shit, does he have his gun on him?

Before I could get a word out Nathan pulled his shirt up revealing the gun and quickly reaching for it, but Milo grabbed his wrists just before they reached.

"Fuck, Damien he has a gun." Milo looks up at Damien who still had a hold around his neck, "Caleb call the police."

I grabbed my phone, but just as I was about to dial the number Nathan had manage to shove Milo off and wiped his gun out pointing it at Milo. I watched the color drain from Milo's face as he looked at the gun being pointed at his head.

Terror had traveled throughout my entire body and my heart sank to my gut. Every fiber in my body praying that Nathan wouldn't pull the trigger.

"Everyone's going to listen to me. Put the phone on the table, and let go of my neck, or Milo's going to have a bullet through his head."

Carefully, Me and Damien slowly obeyed. I hate that this place is basically empty right now, usually this place is full as shit. No one was around to help us.

"You're food is- what the..." The girl from earlier had a large plate with our food on it. Her eyes shot open seeing what was happening. Nathan looked over at the frightened girl.