Bleeding Hearts

Chapter 7

Amiya

Me: "I really can't believe you're doing this. All over freaking nonsense." I spat as he untied my hands.

?: "Leave before I kill you."

Me: "Oh, go fuck yourself." I said rubbing my wrist.

I walked out and it's a taxi already here. I get in and he pulls off. This shit is beyond messy and petty. It's pointless and I'm tired of it. I was just glad to be released, although he isn't stupid enough to do anything to me.

August

Amiya never called this morning, that worried me cause she said it was a family emergency. She isn't home either, I've checked. I called her over and over but still no answer. While I was watching tv, my phone rang. It was Amiya. I grabbed it and answered.

Amiya: "Aug.. They have me in a warehouse.. I don't know where, I'm tied up and scared.. HELP m-"

?: "If you want to see your pretty lil sex toy again, you know where to meet me. You have 2 hours. Bring my money."

After that the line went dead. I know exactly who and where that was. I was pissed at first but now I got steam coming from my ears. If his bitch ass hurt her, I swear all hell breaking loose.

I ain't gone call nobody, ima roll up solo. I strapped up then get a duffel bag, I put a couple bricks in it then out a hundred over each brick. I put that in my truck then got in. He ain't smart enough to check the bag. I sped to his warehouse then got out. Security got me and escorted me in. When I got in, it was his lil army and Amiya in the cut. She was tied to a chair with a bag over her face. Two niggas was standing beside her. He came out and looked at me.

King: "Well, I see you got my message, now do you have my money?"

I took the duffel bag off my shoulders and tossed it to him. It landed at his feet.

Me: "You got yo money now, let her go." He chuckled.

King: "I get real tired of being fucked over." The two guys brought Amiya next to me. "So now it's time to show you I'm tired."

One of his men, took my guns. Another one came behind me and quickly held me down, I struggled to get out. King came and looked down on me. He punched me in my stomach, twice. He hit me in my ribcage, then my jaw. With every hit, I got angrier. It was really nothing I could do. He was leaking my shit, literally. He was ready hit me again, but somebody yelled something. He turned around and one of his guards holding Amiya back. I raised a brow, looking over at the girl in the chair.

King: "I thought I told you to go home!"

Amiya: "You're hurting him!"

King: "I don't give a fuck! You ain't supposed to be here. Leave!"

The guard that was holding her, started to pull her back. I'm so confused right now...

Amiya: "Amir Henderson Cartel, I swear to god if you hurt him, I'll never forgive nor talk to you again!"

The room went silent. I looked at Amiya then at Amir or King or whoever the hell this nigga is. That's why she looked so fucking familiar. That's his damn sister. She's on a picture on his desk in his office.