Bayley is an average 17 year old with ordinary teenage problems. Except for the fact that she's a single teen mom. She's sick of her parents judging her for not being able to go through with the abortion they had planned. Bayley finally gets driven...
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"Sounds like you're in deep shit." Daryl bluntly admitted with his heavy Irish accent.
"Yeah, no shit. I need help!"
Daryl lit his cigarette then saw Rei come into the room and put it out in the ash tray. "How do you feel about Ireland?"
Bayley furrowed her eyebrows while Scarlett gave her husband a concerned look. _______________________ "I already told you. I don't know anything."
"Do you expect us to believe that? We know you're Bayley's best friend and if she were to tell anybody where she went, it would be you." Jax pointed.
"I don't care if you don't believe me." Carmella argued, "I'm telling the truth." Jax smirked at the girl. He went in his pocket and pulled out a cigarette to smoke. He gazed at Carmella until she started to feel uncomfortable.
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The man was intimidating but she couldn't betray her best friend because she was scared. "I'm going to ask you one last time, sweetheart." He leaned forward in the chair, "Where... Is... She? If you tell me, nothing will happen to you and we promise we won't hurt her. We want Bayley to know that she's safe with us and there was no reason for her to run away."
Carmella crossed her arms, looking in the opposite direction. "That's good to know but I already told you that I don't know shit."
Jax wasn't buying the lie she was selling. Suddenly the door swung open and in walked Tig with Carmella's boyfriend, Cass, with his arms tied behind his back. "You made things come to this, Carmella."
Tig pulled a gun out from the back of his jeans. "Sit down." He ordered Cass. He sat beside his girlfriend who held his hand tightly. Tig flicked the barrel of the gun open to count the bullets. "You kids ever play Russian Roulette before?" He pointed the gun to Carmella. "It's fun. Gives you a rush."
Carmella squeezed her eyes shut as Tig raised the gun to her head. "You still have a chance to tell us before Tiggy pulls the trigger."
She squeezed her lips tight and tears started rolling down her tan cheeks. "You're just going to have to kill me."
