Misadventures (kellic)

PROLOGUE

They flung me into the chair, and I made a dramatic stomp to my feet.

"Tell us where you hid the body," the man roared at me.

"That's classified information, sir," I smirked.

"Listen Kellin," he sighed. "If you tell us where he is, we'll let you go. Simple as that,"

"Listen... whatever the fuck your name is," I shot back. "I will not. And that's a big fat lie. It's been five whole years that I've been here. I doubt I'm going anywhere,"

"At least tell me how you met the man whom you've buried, "

"Ah that, now that I can tell you," I smiled. "So it all started when I was at some bar..."

"Do you need another drink?" The bartender asked. I looked up at him and nodded.

"Tequila on the rocks," I said. I needed to get really drunk, really fast.

"So what brought you here?" He asked, sliding the glass my way. I took a sip and cringed a bit at the strong taste.

"I dunno," I shrugged. "Looking for a bit of trouble, to be honest,"

"Well whenever you find it, keep that shot far from my bar," He told me.

"I heard that," I nodded and drunk some more.

I got up from my seat with my drink in hand, and walked around a bit. I stopped in my tracks to a bone chilling voice.

"Where's my fucking money, Richie?"

I peeped my head around the corner and looked. There was a man he was glaring into the eyes of another man that was tied up to an old wooden chair, surrounded by three other men.

"I... I," The defenseless individual supposedly named 'Richie', stuttered.

"Cut it out with the bullshit Rich," the man growled. "I want my money,"

"I swear- I... I'll pay you back by next week," he whimpered. "I have child support to pay for my son, money's a little tight,"

"Fuck your son, I want my money," he said. Damn, he really does not play around. "Get him, boys,"

The three surrounding guys closed in on the victim and threw punches and kicks his way. The poor man let out a blood curling scream, causing me to jump and drop the glass, making it shatter.

The rude man that wanted his money turned my way and I ran off. Seconds into my run, I was yanked by my shirt and pulled into the tight hold of someone. Most likely him, and when he spoke in my ear it confirmed it.

"And who might you be?" He whispered.

"K-Kellin," I smirked. "Kellin Quinn,"

"It's not nice to eavesdrop on others," He told me.

"It's also not nice to hurt people," I countered.

"Feisty one, huh?" He said with a dark chuckle.

Before I got to respond he pushed me against the brick walls and held me there. He gripped my thigh and rubbed his thumb against it.

"Takes one to know one, huh?" I countered once again.

"I like you, you fight back," He said, he loosened a bit and held onto my wrist.

I took a good look at him, or at least the best I could in the dark. He smiled at me, and his nose ring glistened with the dimish streetlight. Oh he was fucking hot.

"So, Kellin right?" He asked, and I nodded, biting my lip. "You're not bad looking,"

"Right back at 'cha..." I trailed off.

"Vic, but for now on you can call me your owner," He said. What the hell was he talking about? I've had too much to drink. "You've seen too much, how do I know you won't run off and tell the cops?"

"I won't, I promise," I told him.

"Fun fact: I trust no one, not even my boys over there and I've known them my whole life, not even my own brother," His voice would get quieter and hid face would move in closer.

"Well someone's got trust issues, that's the problem," I chuckled quietly.

"Cmon, I'm taking you somewhere," He nodded towards the way out of the alley, and walked off.

And I followed him.

He led me to the streets and opened a car door, I got in. He went around and got into the driver's side, started the engine, and drove off to an unknown destination.

How drunk am I? Getting into a hot stranger's car? Where was he even taking me?

"Where are we going?" I asked.

"Shut up," he simply replied and I did what I was told.

We sat in silence and I admired the town and lights we passed by. Either I'm too drunk to remember things, or we're in a town I've never been to before, but it's pretty.

He turned a onto back road and stopped on a dead end of a dirt road. He nodded out the car and I got out, I copied his actions and went around to him.

He smiled at me and showed his pearly white teeth. He's so gorgeous in the moonlight. He put his hand on my lower back and led me far into the trees.

It wasn't that long of a walk but it sure wasn't short. We stopped at the edge of the cliff. The cliff reminded me of that movie Mama. It was dark and a little creepy.

"Why did you bring me here?" I asked.

"You just ask so many questions don't you?" He replied back.

"I just wanna know-" That was all I could get out until I let out a dreadful scream.

He pushed me off the damn cliff. Only half a millisecond I thought I was going to die. He grabbed onto my wrist and left me dangling for my life.

"Stop! Please!" I cried out.

"I don't like it when my property argues back, got it?" He said steely and calmly at the same time.

"Okay! Yes! I won't do it again! Just please let me back up!" I whimpered in fear.

He lifted me back up and I gripped onto this body for dear life.

"Can I take you home now?" He asked. I just simply nodded.

And just like that I was his. By force and choice. And who knew I was gonna love it?

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YES HELLO FRIENDS! I'M NOT DEAD! just been grounded for years haha. but it's a new book not based off the song but it has the song's title. im hoping you like this bc im looking forward to writing it!

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