Loan Shark | Sitkolson

Debt | Chapter One

Chris stood in the living room arguing with the two other men that had all but barge into his and Ryan's apartment. He tried to keep his voice hush, not wanting to inform Ryan who was in the next room and what was happening. He also didn't want the other two to be aware that Ryan existed. The other two man didn't seem to care about the volume of there voice though and it made Chris feel panicked. He got himself into this mess and there was no reason Ryan needs to get himself hurt by getting involved in it.

"You borrow the money and we're done waiting for it. You pay it back now or else." The taller man out of the two all but growl. He had long black hair that came down to his shoulder. He stop right under Chris's height and he was quite heavily modified.

"I can get the money back to you but right now I can maybe only pay a third of it. I swear you'll you get it in full soon but right now I can't" Chris told him, placing his hands up in front of him, showing him that he wasn't fighting with them. 

Chris had got himself further in to this then he could deal with. When money got tight a few months back he didn't want to worry Ryan so he looked out for some other form of help. Through one of his friends that knew about this problem he got in contact with a loan shark and he took the money with the promise to pay it back in a few months. Which Chris though would be easy since their money problem would get fix soon. The only problem with this was it wasn't getting better fast enough and now he had put paying them back for far too long now. 

"That's not what he said. We want the money paid back now or else." The shorter man out of the two said as he crossed his arms, changing his stance to a more threatening feeling one. I guess when you're short you have to make more of an effort to be scary. His hair also came down to about his shoulder and he had two lip rings on the side of his mouth.  

Chris let out a sigh, not to sure what he even had to offer. "I only have enough cash to pay a third right now like I said. I promise I'll get the rest to you soon."  He told the two of them, still trying to barter with them which was seeming hopeless. 

The taller man smacked his hand against the wall. "You have to have something around here to give us that wroth value." He growled out, done with my pleading.

"Chris what was that? Are you okay?" Ryan asked from the other room and the man looked at each other with a smirk. I'm not liking what they're possible thinking. 

"Ya I'm fine baby. I just dropped something." I told him, hoping he would stay where he was. 

"Is there a mess? Did you break something? Do you need any help?" He asked frantically, still yelling from where he was thankfully.

"No I'm good just stay where you are till I have everything clean up. I don't want you to get hurt." I told him, scrambling for some form of an excuse to give him.

"Okay call me if you need help." He yelled back before I heard him shut the door of the room he was in and I let out a sigh of relief knowing he wasn't going to be exposed to this.

"I think we might of found something with value in your house." The shorter man said with a smirk, glancing back in the direction Ryan had called from.

"I mean I already knew he was here and from the looks of him he is worth something." The taller man chuckled at his own words. "I was just wanting to see if you were going to offer something better first." 

"That isn't an option." I growled at them. I may not have any other choice right now but Ryan wasn't going to be what they get, they won't get to even look at him if I have some control over it.

"I don't think you have any other options right now." The short man growled back at me before giving the other man a small signal that both confused and worried me.

The taller man reached behind his back and next thing I knew I was throwing my hands up in a sign of defeat when I saw him pointing the shot gun at me. My eyes went wide and I felt my heart rate speed up, making it feel like it was going to just pound out of my chest.

"Sit down on the chair behind you and don't move." He told me, slightly cocking the gun as a warning to me.

I keep my hands up as I walked backwards till I felt the back of my knees hit the chair and I sat down. I slowly drop my arms to my side well not taking my eyes off of them.

The taller man kept the gun pointed towards me as he grab his bag and walked behind me. He roughly grab my hands in his as he pulled them behind my back and he loop what felt like rope around them tightly, causing me to wince a bit.

"Call him down here now." The short man growled at me, shooting me a warning glare, telling me not to test him. 

"No. I won't. You can't make me do this." I said with a humorless chuckle.

"Kuza." He said in a demanding voice, looking at the man standing behind me.

I felt the gun he was holding press into the middle of my neck and my breath got caught in my throat, feeling it was so close to me put more fear into me then I was already feeling. "You call him down or I pull the trigger and we'll leave you for your little boyfriend to find." Kuza told me in a growl.

"Or better yet we can just grab him and bring him with us. You won't be able to stop us and I know quite a few people who would pay a lot of money for him." The shorter man told me with a smile, knowing I couldn't say no to there request now. Either way they would get their way.

"Ryan can you come down here!" I yelled to him, trying to keep my voice from shaking as much as I possible could. Hopefully he doesn't hate me for this becasue I know I'm hating myself right now.

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This story comes from my 30 Day Smut Challenge book. I couldn't just leave this idea where I left it. I still am away right now but well I'm gone this story will be updated because I already had some pretty written updates. I hope you all like this story. I probably will further edit this story once I'm home but for now I hope this is fine.