Put to the test

Waking up

AYOOOOOO, two parts in one night... This girl must be cray.. well I am. Figured I didn't want to makeyou guys wait to long for the next part. I'm enjoying writing this story a lot! Anyways enjoy Part 2! ~Mosho~

(Y/F/N) POV

You blinked your eyes a couple of times trying to remember where your were. Clearly you weren't in your apartment. You looked around the room. "Okay where the fuck am I?" You thought.

"She's up" You hear a voice say. You look around for the man with the voice but don't see much considering you don't have your glasses on. Suddenly you notice someone walking towards you. You squint your eyes in hopes that you will be able to recognise who is coming towards you. Unfortunately the figure coming near you has a mask on. The gray skull mask wearing man now stood in front of you. You looked up at him with fear in your eyes.

"What do I got something on my face?" The deep voiced man asked at you with a hint of sarcasm in his voice.

"N..no.. And even if you did I can't see much without my glasses" You mumble to the blurry man who is now kneeling down in front of you. You quickly look down at your hands and notice they are zip tied to the chair you are sitting on. The man's hand touched your knee but you continue to look at your hand trying very hard to not cry. "If I cry I'm just giving in to this man. I'm showing him I'm weak. Don't cry." You think to yourself as you fight back the tears. Suddenly the man stands up and walks away. Moments later a door opens and you hear the shuffling of many pairs of feet.

"(Y/F/N), you are very hard to track down you know, we've looked and looked all over for you." A man says. You didn't dare look up. Not out of fear just due to the fact that you didn't care to see the face or mask of your captor. All you did was continue to stare at your hands and try not to cry.

"She hasn't said much boss, only stuttered when I made a joke. Says she can't see without her glasses" the deep voice from earlier spoke up.

"Give the girl her glasses then you fucking morons" the voice from the 'boss' (you assumed anyway) spoke. Soon enough the sound of shuffling feet was all around until someone was standing in front of you. You didn't look up at the person in front of you. The person slowly rose their hand toward your face and gently touched your chin. The hand pushed your head up to look at them and soon enough your glasses were on your face. You blinked a few times to adjust to the weird lighting in the room.

"Better?" You heard from someone in front of you. You nodded your head yes in compliance and then put your head back down to look at your hands.

"Come on kid your killing me. You're not going to ask where you are? Who we are? What you're doing here?" the 'boss' yelled at you. You looked up at the group on people gathered in front of you.

"Where am I? Who are you? What am I doing here?" You said in a mocking tone directed at the group. You then realized what you just did and blushed. "Where in the hell did I get the balls to mock the people holding me hostage?" You asked yourself. However your thoughts were interrupted by the laughter of the group in front of you.

"Fucking got him" one of the group members yelled. The laughter was quickly replaced with silence when one of the members in the group flashed everyone a dirty look.

"Alright funny girl, since you asked, We are the Fake AH Crew. The most notorious gang in all of Los Santos. I'm sure you've heard of us. Or maybe you haven't since all you seem to do is cram your head into books. You're hanging out with us at out hideout because you have a special connection with the famous drug lord Montoya. Ring a bell kid?" The man in front of everyone else asked. You were assuming this man was the 'boss' since he seemed to be in control of everyone.

"Come on (Y/F/N), you're not making this easy for me" the 'boss' piped up again.

"I don't know who Montoya is" You quietly replied to the man.

"You don't know who Montoya is. Do you live under a fucking rock?" A man with a bear mask said this time. However you couldn't get a good look at him because as soon as he finished his comment he hid behind another lad.

"Montoya is a drug lord as I mentioned earlier. She has pushed over 6 billion dollars worth of drugs through Los Santos in the last few months alone. And you my sweet are the key we have been missing to bringing her down." Boss man said once more bringing your attention to him.

"Look, you have the wrong girl, I don't know anyone named Montoya okay." You said with a dead stare towards the group.

"I don't think you understand. Montoya is your mother and you are going to tell us where she is and when her next deal is going to be!" The boss yelled at you now. "And if you don't tell me right now you will regret it!"

"I DON'T HAVE A MOTHER YOU BASTARD!" You yelled at the whole group. Not one of these men knew you. They didn't know that when your parents divorced your mom didn't fight for you. She just left you and you never heard from her again. She left that young seven year old you with no mother. She didn't try to find you or get into contact with you.  None of these men knew this and yet here you are.

"Vagabond you know what to do." The boss said to one of the men. "Mogar and Vav stay here and assist Vagabond if he needs any help. Call me when she's ready to talk." And with that last comment the boss and two other men left the room. The lad in the bear mask walked over to you slowly and he was soon followed by the lad in a chrome plated mask.

"Are you going to speak or are we going to have to make you?" A voice said behind you.

"I told you already I don't have a mother. Fucking hurt me all you want I'm telling the truth!" You pleaded to the men as you moved your head and looked down at your hands again. Soon after your face was again being pulled to look up. You looked into the gray skull masked man's eyes in hopes he would believe you. Your face was met with a slap and your tears began to fall.