Brides Retribution

Chapter-3

I woke up in the bathroom where I blacked out at. I slowly lifted myself up and leaned on the toilet.

"I need a tooth brush" I Mumble to myself as I stand up and look for one.

After a while I give up and just stick with rinsing my mouth out. Slowly I make my way out of the bathroom and to the main room of the jet.

I hear multiple vocies and laughter I look to the other side of the room. There sitting are two buff men.

"What the hell" I whisper.

I hear them talking but I don't know what language. Why are they on Nick's jet and speaking of that asshole where is he.

Clearing my throat I gather there attention "why are you on Nick Visa's jet" I ask in a Stern voice.

They both chuckle before making there way towards me. Now I know I should run but I'm on a air craft that's in the air. There for they would catch me anyway.

When they reach me they look at each other and whisper something.

"You didn't have to whisper I can't even understand what the hell you are say-" I'm cut off but hands wrapping around my neck.

I claw at the hands but it's no use I can't get them off. We hit turbulence again and they fall to the floor me on top of them. I pull my self up and do the only rational option. Lifting my foot I shove my Louboutin heel into his leg.

Fuck thats got to hurt, I thought as a fountain of blood came out.

"Shit dude, sorry we'll sorta okay not really I mean you tried to kill me" as I finish I'm yanked down by my hair. Damn I forgot there was another one. I'm dragged into the bedroom again and thrown on the bed.

He takes a gun out and aims it at my head. I feel tears roll down my face as he dose this. He pulls the hammer back and puts in closer to my head. That's when I have a freak out and frail my arms every where. Resulting in me knocking the gun out of his hand. He bends down to pick it up and I try to knee but my skirt stops me.

I fucking hate skirts.

Going for the next best option I run to the bathroom and lock the door. Which let me explain did absolutely nothing since he shot the lock off. He kicks the door open and it hits me cause of where I was standing.

"You asshole I think you broke my fucking nose" I groan out and jump on him pissed that I will have to get another nose job. Considering I've broke my nose three times. He wasn't expecting that I geuss considering he feel and hit his head on the bathtub.

I pull his head up and smash it into the tub a bunch of times "well look at that now I see why they put a bathtub  in a jet" I pat the side of it "you are useful after all."

I stand up and walk back to the other guy who I think bleed out. As a ringing comes from his pocket. Pulling it out a message pops up.

' is she dead ' it read out.

At the top the contact name was Nick Visa. I throw the phone at the dead guy and look out one of the windows.

"Ha look at that" I say to myself as I see the jet is not in the air anymore. I open the jet door with much difficulty.

Once out I look around and see I'm in the middle of no where. "Just fucking lovely" I mutter.

Turning to the only other option I take my phone out and call Uber. After about four awful hours 7 phone calls and a tracking app installed to my phone my Uber driver found me.

I think my Uber driver might be really pissed cause he's giving me the death glare in the mirror. "Look I'm sorry I didn't know where I was or I would have just walked if I knew you would of had to dr-" he cut me off.

"As long as you can pay I don't care" I nod my head as he pulls up to a hotel I give him my card and he scans it once, twice, three times.

" Your card has no money on it " he says. I stare at the card in disbelive.

" Try it again"

" I already tried it three times"

"Oh.." I look down and see my shoes " what if I gave you my seven hundred dollar Louboutins" I say.

He looks down at my feet and nods his head "fine."

"There's some.... Ketchup on the heel that you will have to wash off but other than that there brand new" I say handing them to him.

I get out but he calls me back I though he was going to say something about the blood but he hands me three hundred dollars. "your going to need that for a room and food" I nod my head and thank him before go into the hotel. Paying for a room I go and take a shower before I sit on the edge of the bed "you fucking asshole" I say as I look at my credit card.. well Nick's.

I lay down and thats when i start to cry my eyes and heart out till I fell asleep.

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