Meeting the Gangleader

Chapter 16

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*Brittanys P.O.V*

Cold.

Wet.

Pain.

That's the first things that go through my head as I'm awoken by someone throwing cold water on me.

I gasp, and try to wipe the water away from my eyes but I can't because my hands are tied down.

What the hell?

I look around the room, and see I'm in an empty room except for the chair I'm tied on to and the guy standing in front of me.

The room is dark, and I can barely see the guy.

I think it was the guy that brought me here.

But where even is here?

"Ah, you're awake!" He says with an evil smirk.

He slowly puts the bucket down next to him and circles around the chair.

Like a predator stalking it's prey.

I don't say anything, because I don't know what to say.

"So you're the girl that Carlos has a thing with. I can see the attraction. You are pretty hot." He smirks.

I scrunch my face up in disgust, and want to punch that ugly smirk off of his face.

I don't even know who Carlos is!

He walks in front of me.

"Cat got your tongue?" He inquires.

I don't feel like talking...

I just wanna go home to my comfortable bed.

Well Adam's bed...

He walks behind me slowly and bends down so he's talking in my ear.

"Listen here puta, you better start talking or else," he jerks my head back by my hair, and I scream out in pain, "You're gonna be in a lot more pain by the time I'm done with you."

"O-Ok." I whisper not wanting to make him mad.

He lets go of my hair and walks in front of me again.

"Well, I'm Angelo. I'm basically Michael's go to guy. I'm in his gang." He says, answering my unspoken question.

"Uhm... Who is michael?" I question.

His face goes emotionless and I instantly regret my question.

He walks closer to me and bends down, our faces only inches apart.

Well, he told me to talk so.

"No hacer preguntas hasta que esté terminada," he growls.

I just give him a confused expression.

It's not my fault that I don't know Spanish.

"Don't ask questions until I am done." He clarifies.

I nod my head and shift uneasily in my chair.

"Well, Michael is the gang leader of the Black Roses. I'm obviously in his gang. I'm his second in command per say. I know that our name isn't very scary, but oh believe me," He smirks, "We are scarier and more dangerous then most gangs."