Social Suicide

Confrontation

A/N

Hey guys, so as you know, I have listed this as a short story which means it is going to come to an end very soon. I'm thinking about making a sequel, but it depends how successful this story becomes, but anyway...

Sorry for the really late upload!

Enjoy the chapter.

Love you munchkins!

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I woke up hours later, sweaty and confused.

I slowly drank in my surroundings and the eventful night. I was tied up to a chair with a single lamp above me. 

I didn't care about my well-being, as long as April was okay.

"April!" I tried to scream, but my throat was dry and my tongue was being held down by a piece of material. 

I aimlessly pulled my arms from each other, hoping that the rope would budge, but it was just my luck... because it didn't. 

The lights to the warehouse suddenly turned on. I looked around hopelessly for April and came up short. I cursed myself for being so goddamn naive.

I should have never dated April, i never deserved anything good. 

It was because i loved her that she was in this mess, and if i could take back meeting her... then i would.

"Ah, so we meet again." 

My head snapped up in the direction of the voice. It was the same man in the black suit who visited my house. I mentally cursed him.

"I would ask how you're doing, but--" he dragged out the 'but', making it sound as if it had three syllables instead of one-- "you're kind of a little tongue tied, aren't you?" He finished, laughing at his own joke. 

It was a pathetic joke, and i appreciated his idiocy, because maybe i could fool him into telling me stuff. Just maybe.

But i realised that even if my tongue was free, my throat was awfully dry and my voice would come out creaky. All i wanted to do was scream, and i couldn't even do that.

There was a tall figure standing at the end of the werehouse. It startled me, and i looked up curiously. It was merely a shadow, emitted by the well-lit werehouse against the harsh darkness of the next room over.

My eyes couldn't see all that far, but I figured out that the dark shadow was a man. Wondering who this man was as he got closer, my stomach seemed to suddenly drop.

I closed my eyes as he stepped into the light. Part of me knew who he was, the other part didn't want to know. 

"Ah, Rob. Haven't you grown up," said a deep, barely recognisable voice.

"What do you want from me?" I asked, my eyes still shut tightly.

"What do I want from you? You know that I've been tracking you down for years right. I've finally found you, and boy have i toyed with your life. Had you come with me, you wouldn't be in this mess, putting the few people you know in danger..." he trailed off.

"What have you done with April?" 

"Oh, she is perfectly fine. It's you I'm worried about. Do you really want to spend the rest of your life alone? Because lets face it, April isn't going to stick with you forever and your mum is going to go crazy... sooner or later."

"You leave them alone. If you want me, you have me. Let April go and i'll give you anything you want."

"You're willing to sacrafise your own life, to ensure the safety of April?" The man asked with a wicked laugh. I could just imagine his lips curling up into an evil, sinister smile.

"I'd give up my life for the safety of April in a heartbeat." 

"Don't do it Rob, it's a trap!" I heard April's voice plead. Then a slap, and April let out a cry.\

"Leave her alone you bastard!" I shouted.

"Now, now Rob. You know better than to call your father that."

"You're not my father, and you never were. So shut up and leave my girlfriend alone!" I screamed.

He smirked. An evil, ugly smirk.

"Well Rob, this is my plan you see. I have lived the last decade or so of my life without the people that I love. And i want you to experience my pain--"

"Okay, whatever i'll live with you if that's what you want! Just let. April. Go!" 

"Oh son, it is not that easy. What i want is to kill her, so you'll never see her again. But if you're willing to take the bullet for her... i'll gladly let her watch."

"I'll take it, but she's not going to watch,"  whispered.

"You will play by my rules here, you hear me?"

"You expect me to play by your crazy, demented and uncalled for rules? Who's fault was it that we walked away? Yours. So don't take this out on me and my girlfirend you madman. Because we all know who's really to blame here. And that isn't me or April or mum for that matter, the only person to blame here is you. So get over your selfish, no good life and let my girlfriend go."

"Ah, young love. I was in love once you know Rob,"

"YOU KNOW NOTHING ABOUT LOVE!" I yelled.

"You leave me with no choice then Robert. You have until sunrise to decide what it will be. April, or your mother." 

And just like that, he left-- taking the suited man and the lights with him.