Proud - Keep You

Chapter 17

(Your name)’s POV:

Sitting in that chair... Tied to it... Not being able to do anything, but wait for the gun shot to be heard. Thinking of Aston and Ivy, you began to understand that maybe they did forget about you, and Kevin was right. You are useless to anyone. Taking a deep breath, you were calming yourself to be ready for death as you were now knocking on its door.

“You pull that trigger, I swear to God you’ll be next to die,” a male voice came from behind you. Which made all of Kevin’s men turn to whoever was there, but Kevin also looked and became confused. “Whose there, show yourself,” Kevin demanded, as you turned your head to where everyone was looking... And slowly out from the shadows, there he was, the love of your life. “Aston? Is that you?” You ask more than over the moon to see him; you’ve forgotten how beautiful he looks and how much you just want to be in his arms. “Oh... So you have finally come for her,” Kevin says sarcastically “It’s taken me a half a year to bloody find her, you bastard,” “what?” You chip in, but being confused “yes (Your name)... I know I’ve been so long and what have you, but I have been searching for you since Ivy came round screaming to me, BECAUSE SOME BLOODY BASTARD TOOK HER MOTHER AWAY FROM HER... How could you do that to a six year old? On her birthday she cried because her mother wasn’t there to celebrate it with her,” Aston says as he comes walking towards you “I missed Ivy’s birthday,” you say under your breath, the sadness washing over you like a monsoon. “I recorded it,” he looks down at you and smiles. Oh how you missed that beautiful face, and even though he is standing right next to you; you are tormented as you want to touch him, but you are bonded and cannot move, which makes you frown. “That’s if she gets out of here,” Kevin smirks as he points to where he once pointed the pistol before, but you can feel Aston’s temperament rise, and then you remembered... He doesn’t have a good temper.

Aston’s POV:

“If you continue to point that boy toy at her head, I’ll have that boy toy shoved up your arse,” “a boy toy,” he repeats, and then a gunshot was heard. Automatically, I looked to (Your name) and she looks petrified, but Kevin missed her by millimetres and shot the chair. This has now pissed me off. “YOU DARE FUCKING DO THAT AGAIN, I’LL SHOVE THAT THING UP YOUR ARSE AND THEN SHOOT IT,” I scream at him, but Kevin laughs, “oh yeah... Try me,” he smirks.

Suddenly, I punched him in the face which makes him drop the gun, but as he goes to pick it up. I use my football skills and kick it out of his reach, before grabbing his shirt collar and dragging him down to the floor before constantly kicking him in the stomach. A few moments later, I stopped “now you’ll stay there,” I demand Kevin, as I run over to (Your name) and start to undo her bonds on her body to free her from the chair.

A minute later, and (Your name) is free and in my arms for protection. Although, we start to move our way to the side door, but Kevin starts to stand up and clap, “well done Aston, you’re a good man. Although, how are you-” Suddenly a gunshot was heard, but Kevin didn’t have a gun, and we weren’t harmed. Although, a cloud of smoke came from one of Kevin’s men who stands there strongly with the gun pointing in Kevin’s direction. And in some strange reason, Kevin seems to know who had done it as he turns and smiles at his man, “Craig, I knew you had the plan to kill me, but in front of your own sister... Shameful,” Kevin speaks, before dropping to the floor and a pool of blood began to trickle out of his mouth and nose. We then turn to Craig. “Craig?” (Your name) calls in confusion, “you’re a relative of mine?” She asks, but he sighs and tries to keep strong from the tears forming in his eyes “I know- I know I seemed like one of these men, but it hurt me every day to see what he might do to you... and even though he didn’t do anything to you. Him keeping you locked in that cage was so horrible, and I can’t live with myself,” he spits the words out of his mouth, as he looks at the gun in his hand. “NO CRAIG,” (Your name) tries to prize herself out of my grip, but I don’t let her go, although Craig only throws the gun away and then makes eye contact with me “GO,” he screams as I nod and then drag (Your name) through the side door.

“Run baby,” I say to her softly as she runs down the pathway, but I stand in the door way and look back at Craig. “Thank you,” I say quietly to him, as he smiles and nods, before I sprint down the pathway over to (Your name) where she was waiting by my car. “It’s open,” I say to her as she climbs in, as I run round to the driver side and get in myself, and without hesitation... I drive off back to the hotel.

And the best thing about this, I’m not by myself... I have (Your name) with me.