The Gangleader's Girl

Chapter Twenty Three

      Jash

   "WHERE THE HELL IS SHE!!" I punched the table. How is this happening? How the hell is this happening! My breathing was uneven and I was mad. But also petrified.

   This is bullshit. Bull fucking shit!

   Nathan looked down at the floor, a bruise across his cheeck. "I...I don't know where she went Jash."

   "HORSE SHIT YOU DO KNOW WHERE THEY WENT!! YOU OBVIOUSLY SAW WHICH DIRECTION THE CAR LEFT TOWARDS!!"

   "Jash, calm down man-" Travis was interuppted.

   "NO HOW ABOUT YOU CALM DOWN!! MARY RAN AWAY AND SHE'S PROBABLY KIDNAPPED BY NOW!!"

   "Jash! Snap out of it! You're having a panic attack!" Arabelle yelled at me. I sucked in a breath, I was having a panic attack. My whole body was shaking, my knuckles white from being clenched, my breathing uneven, and my thoughts going out of control.

   I need to find Mary...I just...need to.

   "We understand what you're going through Jash," Rosette started. "And it's hard on all of us too. We're gonna find Mary, even if we all have to kill a man to find her. We will find her."

   Then Mary's father spoke up.

   "This is Mary we're talking about. She's a smart girl, and she taught us all something. She will find a way to contact us and we will find a way to get her destination even if she doesn't contact us. My little girl is out there somewhere, and I just have a feeling in my gut, that you will get to her."

   I looked down at the table. We are going to find her. And I will tell her how I feel.

   "Benson." I said. Benson looked up from his seat at me. He was worried also. Mary is like the glue here. She kept us all sane and all together.

   "Yeah boss?"

   "I have a task for you to do..."

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      Mary

   "What do you want?" I asked Ryan. He smirked and leaned back in his chair.

   "Oh, Mary, I want a lot of things. Especially from you. But, there is one thing that I ask of." Then he stood up and walked to me. He grabbed my hand and stood me up, making me slam into his chest.

   He...sniffed my hair.

   "Okay Mr.Pervert, stop the sniffing and tell me what is it that you want." Ryan then looked down at me. Then proceeded to be weird and stroke my cheeck. I shivered. Pervert.

   "I need you to leave Jash, and be mine." I almost threw up.

   "Really? Out of all the things you could've said, like maybe kill a man or steal drugs for you, you choose that! No way! I wouldn't even date you if you were the last man on Earth!"

   Then I saw Ryan's dark side, he pushed me back onto my hair and had his hands on both sides of me, resting on the arm rests.

   "No matter what you say, you're going to be mine Mary. And you know it." Ryan looked serious. But I wasn't going to break yet.

   "Bite me." I said and smirked.

   He leaned in closer to my face.

   "Don't test me Mary. Now, either you can be mine, or, I do something to you that you wouldn't like."

   That's when I snapped. I flared my teeth.

   "I have been raped repeatetly, beaten repeatetly, I've been put through hell and I crawled my way back out. Now, you sir, are no match to me. I am smarter than you, I am stronger than you, I am scarier than you. Whatever you think you can do to break me, oh you better have something good. Cause there is nothing that will make me be yours-"