Looks can be deceiving

Chapter 33.5

Dedication to aliciatyson18 for being supportive and being a lovely person. Go follow her and check out her books.

Sorry if this confuses anyone but I posted the wrong chapter and have just realised. This one was meant to be posted before the current chapter 34.

Riley's pov

I could feel my brain pounding on my skull. It felt like someone was banging my head repeatedly with a hammer then thrown me of a bloody cliff. My eyes struggled to open against the bright light directed straight on my fucking eye balls. Finally I succeeded, peeling them open.

I was taped to what seemed to be a garden chair. At least have the decency to act like real kidnappers. Jesus fucking Christ. If this is what has become of the gang world then it needs upgrading fast! Huffing I yanked my hands free from the bounds. Are they stupid or think I'm a weak little duckling or some shit. Putting duck tape around my wrists doesn't really count as being tied people. Tip number one. If your going to commit a crime. Do it properly and secure the victim. Which in this case would be me.

Standing up I walked across the room to reveal a unlocked door. Yep. There either newbies, retarded or just want to get shot by the boss. Tip number two. Always secure the victim and for the love of god. Don't leave any escape routes or unlocked doors as you will get a smart ass like me just opening it.

Once opened, there was a set of stairs leading to a long corridor. I can bet any money I'm in a basement. My thoughts were guessed correct when I found my self in a medium size kitchen. Tip number three people. Don't do things the cliquey way. Make shit exciting.

Seeing a fruit basket on the side, I grabbed an apple and walked towards the next room. It seemed to be a fancy ass living room. Tip number four. Never hold a person hostage in your own FUCKING house dipshits and if you do, hide all the expensive stuff ie everything in this bloody house I'm in.

A chandelier hung, demanding pride from others. Nervous chatter was heard coming from a room near by. Shoes scraped across the tiled flooring leaving me to only assume that they were coming into the living room. Tip number five. Don't speak so loud and be stealth. If you walk around like a fucking elephant then your most likely going to make your presence know to the victim who has more or less escaped and is chilling in your living room munching on your apples.

Two people appeared who I was most excited to see. I stared with an evil glint in my eyes.
"Chloe." I gave a short nod.
"Kurtis." I did the same again. They just stared at me then at each other before looking panicked.
"I told you we should of stuck with the warehouse plan instead of taking her back to yours dipshit" Chloe hissed at Kurt. I meant Kurtis. He doesn't get a personal nickname apart from dickhead or prick.
"Well I didn't expect her to get away" I'm only just realising how dumb Kurtis is.
"You know. It's not like she's one of the most wanted and envied gang leaders around. Why would we have to keep her locked in a warehouse where she couldn't escape you fucking moron." Chloe rolled her eyes. If she wasn't such a crazy bitch then I think we could actually be best friends. We would probably think and act alike if she wasn't some evil manipulating turd. Yes that's right. I called her a turd so what. Come at me bro.

Kurtis was about to reply with some shitty come back before I butted in.
"I'm off dude. You guys argue like a married couple and I can't be dealing with you both when I have a pounding head because someone threw me in a trunk" I gave a pointed look at them both. Walking away before they could attempt to stop me. I opened the door just as someone was about to barge in. I recognised the man from a mission at that bar one time.
"Ahh, Chris Martin. How lovely to see you again but I have to leave." I gave a sickly sweet smile before trying to get past him huge body. He stepped aside making me believe that he was letting me go. Just when I reached the welcome mat out side he dragged me back by my hair.
"Didn't think you were actually going to leave did you." The fatty asked.
"Well duh. Why else would I have been already out the door." Chris didn't seem to like my sarcasm considering it earned me a punch to the face.
"That was not cool you prick" I spat blood in his face. Which again is seen as offensive to him meaning I had another two hits. I don't see why I'm even here.
"Listen here girl and listen good. You disrespected me and stole from me. Your going to stay here till one of you precious friends or gang mates pay me back my money."
"Your really still hung up on that. It was only £60,000. If you really want it I could give you it straight up but will I ..... No. Why, because your a disturbed, pathetic excuse of a man." I hissed at him. Chris dragged me by my hair to the floor and kicked me repeatedly till my lungs felt like they were on fire and breath was hard to draw in.
"STOP" Kurtis screamed. Look who's trying to get in my good books. I smirked but grimaced as it hurt my face to make any facial expression.
"Shut it newbi. This is mine, Chloe's and that Zack kids businesses." My face formed into something mixed between angry, shocked and portrayed. How could he do this!
"Ahhhh I see. I'm guessing he didn't tell you. Even when he told me he loved you. Now that's a dick move. I can tell by your face that you loved him to." Chris smirked. Zack loved me? I loved over to Chloe and Kurtis. They portrayed me. Everyone has. What's the point now. I looked up at Chris, he could see the defeat shining in my eyes. I give up.
"If I knew that was what could make you give up I would of said it earlier. Now, why don't you come with me. I know a way you can pay your debt of."

I didn't struggle or protest when he lifted me of the ground

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Word of advise people. Don't follow my tips if you really are some criminal because dude. I don't want no shit coming back to me about a person kidnapping someone who then reveals how they got all there ideas from my book. Joking joking.

Many thanks.

Ali x