Chapter 14

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Chapter 14: Daddys Love

Kodi | POV

"Oh My God! Oh My God!" I thought to myself as we ran down the steep hill. Chains rumbling between Kasper and I. This motherfucker is a certified nut fucking case. He fucking attacked the peoplea and broke us out. I didnt want to come with him, believe me. However, we are fucking chained together. He pulled me and I fell to the ground. He helped me up and snapped, "Kodi, keep the fuck up!" 

I stood back up and we arrived at a barn. It was dark. He opened it and we walked in. It smelled of horse shit and chickens was making all type of noise. He closed it back and he started looking around.

"What are you looking for?" I asked him.

"A fucking--" He stopped talking and pulled me close to his chest. He whispered, "Shhhh." He ducked us down and he said, "Someone out there."

We heard a man snap, "Who in there? You got 5 minutes to come out or Im calling the cops." My heart started pounding. Kasper leaned over and grabbed the crowbar. He broke off the chains and dug into his hair. He pulled a pin out and popped off the handcuffs. We stood up and he said, "Run!" He ran towards the door and he burst out. I was about to run behind him when I suddenly seen the man was pointing a gun at him. I covered my mouth and the man spoke, "Oh you the runaway on the news. Its a 15 thousand dollar reward." I had to save him. Kasper may be in the wrong, but we are already knee deep and I dont know how to escape the law. I looked around and got an idea. I grabbed some black tubing from the work table and threw it into the horse stable. It went crazy and I popped open the stable. 3 wild horses went running out of the barn and it startled the man. I screamed, "KASPER, RUN!" He took off and I followed after him. We ran down another hill and he said, "Nice one. Thanks."

"No problem. Now where we going?" I asked.

"We rented out a space with some man. And if those pussies there its about to be a war --" He stopped talking as he noticed that I stopped running.

"No. I aint going. Kasper we are already runaway prisoners...which means they are going to think that we had something to do with the prison hostage shit. You forcefully took me on this adventure and I aint getting in anymore fucking trouble for you. Now I have a spot. Dad--Dro and I use to go when we wanted to get away. I promised him I will always go there if Im in trouble and if he seen the news he will come there." I explained to him.

"Dro? I dont know a fucking Dro." He snapped.

"He is Daddy." I told him. He laughed, "You a damn prostitute or something?"

"No, but I might as well be because when we go to prison for this these cakes going to be selling fast. Now find us a damn vehicle and ill get us there. Its time for you to trust me." I explained. He looked at me and ran his hamds thru his hair. He bit his lip and I can tell a man of his facade hated to put trust in others. Especially after being shitted on and left by his men.

I added, "Going to that spot only going to cause more commotion. Those men wasnt your family. You was means of an end. They used you. And take it from me when I say I know what it feels like to be used. Hell, my brotherwives and I all know what it feels like. Kasper, come on." I stretched my hand out and he slapped it.

"I wanna hold your hand, but come the fuck on." He snapped as he smirked at me.

Rhys | POV

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