Never Forget | A K.L. Fan Fiction

Chapter 13

"You two need to come with us", a tall guy said.
"No", I shook my head, "why?" the guy grabbed my arm with force and the other guy with him did the same to Jc. They yanked us out from the back door. They pushed us through the huge crowd of drunk and crazy people.
"What the fuck is going on? Where are you taking us?" Jc asked.
"Shut up", the guy holding him said. I tried to wiggle my arm from the guys' grip but he tightened it.
"Ouch dude!"
We walked out of the back yard and immediately turned around a corner to a dark alley. A few other big guys were standing there. The ones holding me and Jc, released their grips and pushed us infront of the others.
"What the fuck do you want?" I yelled.
"You're Kian?" the biggest guy asked looking at me.
"How do you know my name?"
"And you're Jc, right?" he asked ignoring my question. Jc slowly nodded his head. "I think I owe you an explanation. You're girlfriend-"
"My girlfriend?" I said confused.
"Yes, umm, Taylor. Told me something."
"Taylor?! We broke up like three months ago!"
"Well. I don't care. But look. She told me that you two have something that belongs to me."
I looked at Jc. He looked terrified.
"We uh, have no clue what you're talking about", he said.
"Yeah, I swear. We haven't taken anything! Dude c'mon", I added, "and from where do you even know Taylor?"
"That's none of your business."
"Jack!" someone yelled behind us. I turned around to see two more big, tall guys.
"Ahh Howard! It's great to have you here!" the guy who had been talking to us (apparently called Jack) said pushing through me and Jc.
"Sergei! Take the boys inside!" Jack demanded. One of the guys behind us pushed our backs to walk inside a door in the dark alley.

"Sit down", he said. Me and Jc sat down on two chairs. The guy, Sergei sat down in front of us.
"Jack had made a shit ton of fake money. When the money was on it's way from Moscow to here, BAM!" he hit the table in between us with his fist. I'm sure I shat myself.
"The money was gone!" Sergei continued, "this girl Taylor told us that you two stole the money. You told her you have the money."
"That crazy bitch..." I rumbled, "please tell me, how do you know her?"
"If you MUST know. She used to help us sell the counterfeit money."
That's why she was always busy! I thought to myself mad.
"What did you take as a payment for it?" Jc asked.
"You two ask too many fucking questions", he sighed, "we, or uh Jack took different drugs and other stuff the buyers offered. Sometimes he even took hookers", Sergei whispered the last part. "But! We need the fake money back."
"We don't have it! Believe me already!" I answered.
"Then. You'll have to pay for it."
"We fucking did nothing!" Jc yelled mad.
"Listen!" Sergei shouted, "you saw Howard there outside? He's going to MURDER YOUR ASSES IF YOU WON'T HAVE 50 MILLION DOLLARS CASH!"
"50 million!? Are you fucking crazy?" Jc shouted.
"We need the money to make more of the counterfeit money! Understand? Or you're DEAD! Now get the fuck out I'm sick of your faces!"
Me and Jc quickly got up and went out the door. Jack and the other guys were standing there. Looking at us. Jack had an ugly evil grin on his face.
"Thank you for joining us. I'll see you soon with my 50 million. Or else!" Howard took a gun from his pocket and pointed at us. Me and Jc freezed but then he put it back to his pocket laughing.
"Have fun at the party", Jack smiled and laughed annoyingly. We quickly walked away and immediately started running.
"Dude", I said out of breath, "we're fucked."