Forbidden Fruit

X.

Calvin

The room I was in was a cold, dark abyss but then again my vision was impaired due to all of the blows I took from Vincent's henchmen four of them. They beat me the fuck up and there was nothing I could do about it, I was out numbered. I blinked the crud from my aching eyes, black dots in my eyes kept me from observing my surroundings.

Where am I?

That's the only thing I could ask myself before the throbbing sensation from before pounded an afflictive anguish in my head. I would never figure out the answer if this headache continued. I was aggravated that I was helpless and panicking, tired to a chair and chained to the floor.

I tried to squirm my way out of the various ropes that restrained me and I ended up falling over, landing on my shoulder which sent a surge of excruciating pain throughout my whole entire body, head to toe, but enhanced my vision and on front of me was Dominic, screaming with tape over his mouth, apparently he'd done the same as me since we were both in the same position.

Anyways, he was just screaming, the tape did not do a good job at muffling his feminine wailing. Whenever D, woke up at my house and forgot where he was, this is what would happen, him screaming. "D. D, calm--D, shut the fuck up, damn! Calm down and shut up!" I yelled, kicking him in his shin to get him to be quiet and it worked, it hurt too, he closed his eyes tightly and a tear fell.

"D, stop acting like a little girl. I didn't kick you that hard. Anyways, we gotta find out where we are but first, imma get this tape off of your face." I sighed, the headache transferred it's pain to my shoulder, I'm surprised it wasn't broken as much as it hurt.

"Hmm-" Dominic grunted, flaring his nostrils at me. He was asking my how.

That was a good question. How are you going to get the tape off his mouth when your arms are held just as captive as his? I had to take a couple seconds to consider the abilities I did have. All I could think of was how I opened a pack of Skittles with my teeth and got the only idea I'd get for a while.

"Alright, since I'm tied up. I gotta do it with my... mouth." I threw-up in my mouth a little bit as I inched closer to Dominic and bit at the edge of the tape. It was the most degrading process in the world man could ever endure. I was just glad I got it off.

"Don't ever tell anyone that happened. Ever." Dominic spat on the the ground, right in front of my face. I started to say, 'Really, you couldn't wait for me to move you sick ass." but I heard boots clash with the cold marble floor and looked up to see Vincent standing over us.

"Well, well, well. If it isn't Mr. Christmas Miracle?" He smiled sinisterly as he circled me and Dominic.

 He was tall, younger looking, probably Latino or something and he even looked like an asshole. How'd he get with Tia? I sighed, knowing I would probably never going to find out the the answer to that of I don't get the hell out of here. "The hell do you want from him? I know why I'm here but why D can't leave?" I asked, just trying to gather whatever information I could.

"Because I'm going to kill him..." He stomped Dominic on his side and Dominic started coughing up small amounts of blood from the harshness of his cough, he wasn't bleeding internally, yet. "--then, I'm going to kill you." He kicked me in the back of the head and it took all of me not to retaliate. "But if you really have to know, Natía had no business meeting you. She is still mine and you were just a temporary place-holder. Your friend is here because--" He paused, a smug grin on his face. "Well lets face it, do you really think Mecca will love you after she finds out you were just playing her? Yah, I think not. She'll go right back to Jacob."