The Gypsy's Bad Boy

Chapter 15

I kept slipping in and out of consciousness the events that unfolded earlier kept playing in my mind. I could feel myself being lifted but I didn't dare open my eyes, not that I didn't want to I just couldn't.

"Rise and shine princess" a voice said snapping me out of my pain induced haze. On opening my eyes the sight I was met with was that of someone's abdomen.

"My face is up here" my face was tilted upwards and I could recognize who it was, Alex's friend.

"What do you want from me? I am clearly not Alex"

"Oh I know that, I just want you to deliver a message to Alex on my behalf"

"You could've just said 'hey Denise mind delivering a message to Alex for me?' instead of tying me to a fucking chair" I said emphasizing by tugging at my restraints.

"I'm not taking any chances, I've had my eyes on you and I know how your mind works"

"You know this count as kidnapping? If you'll just let me go we can forget that this ever happened"

"Oh I am going to let you go right after I give you my letter to Alex"

"You are?" I asked sceptical.

"Yes I am, hand me that sharpie Cole". Once Cole had handed him the sharpie, he took one of my bound hand then wrote the letter 'R' on my palm.

"Now sweetheart, listen carefully and don't forget to deliver my message. Tell him I am coming for him, he won't know what hit him and I am going to hit him hard right on his Achilles tail" I gulped hard and was thankful I was not in Alex's shoes right now.

"Don't forget sweetheart cause I'll be watching you and I'll know if you snitched. I hate snitches" I nodded clearly afraid of this strung-out teenager, from our brief conversation I deduced that he was extremely high and volatile. It wouldn't do me any good to tick him off.

"Good girl, now lights out" he said giving me a sly smile before pain exploded from behind my eyes and for the second time I blacked out..........

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The birds chirped outside the window, I was clearly awake but something seemed wrong. My pillow smells weird and not like my apple scented shampoo I was clearly used to. Slowly I opened one eye after the other, this was definitely not my room. I'd only been here once but I clearly remember whose room it is. I got up and I realized I wasn't in the clothes I'd worn to the party yesterday then I saw the clearly visible letter 'R' on my palm.

After frantically searching for my clothes and they were nowhere to be found I mustered enough courage to walk downstairs. I heard rattling in the direction of the kitchen and decided to follow it. To my utter surprise I saw Alex's mom, Marie in the kitchen. I stood wondering either to hide or say hello but the decision was made for me when she turned around and found me standing there.

"You're awake?! How's the hangover? Take a seat, here some drugs for your headache and some soup"

Hangover? I clearly didn't drink that much yesterday.

"Umm how did I get here?"

"You don't remember? Alex brought you home"

"Really?"

"Yes you can ask him, he'll be down in a few, excuse me" she said when the phone rang hurrying to pick it before the caller hangs up.

I sat then took a careful sip of the soup placed in front of me, rubbing the back of my head that seemed to throb.