Hold On Tight: 'Never let go'

It's now or never

*Kate's P.O.V*

I sighed loudly and tightened my grip on the bag of money over my shoulder, I can't believe this guy has the cold heart to do this to me. He had already made my life a living misery as it is, now that I've got Justin involved the poor guy had to hear me say that it was all about the money. I can't believe how shallow my life has gotten, Vincent will be the death of me. Literally.

I stop on my heel and turn to get to the back entrance. Every step I take feels like the air gets thinner and thinner each time I get closer to that back door entrance. I bite the inside of my cheek and feel a warm tear roll down my face.

It's now or never.

I went outside and saw a black van standing outside the building, as the door opens a big toned guy followed by another walked towards me and ripped the bag out of my hands. "Get in the van." He growled with his threatening husky voice.

"Where is Jazzy?" I spat through my gritted teeth.

"Get in the fucking van." He shouted putting the emphasis on 'fucking'

"No. not until you tell me where Jazzy is." I crossed my arms and gave him a death stare that showed hatred and disgust. "You're standing on this ice, bitch." He warned as he walked towards me pulling on my wrist and shoving me in the passenger's seat. "Give me your phone." he growled.

"Why do you-

"Just give me your fucking phone before I hurt you." He cut me off.

I rolled my eyes and pulled my phone out of my back pocket and handed it to him. "What are you going to do with it?" I spat.

He gave me a glair that signalled me to shut up and threw my iPhone on the floor smashing it to pieces. The engine roared to life and he deliberately ran over my phone! Is he foreal?

"Now your precious fiancé can't find you." He laughed as the other guy joined in their little inside joke.

"I thought we had a deal, I give you the money and you give me Jazzy back." I arched my eyebrow.

"You think Vincent will give up just like that? Ha ha you thought wrong bitch." He smirked looking at me through the rear-view mirror. My blood was boiling as my hands turned into fists, my knuckles are white I bit my tongue to stop myself from saying something I would regret later.

So we sat in that motherfucking van for what it seemed like hours until we turned into 'Kings Road' where an abandoned warehouse stood. The van stopped and the guy yanked me by my arm leading me towards the entrance to the warehouse. "I can walk by myself you fucking idiot." I spat.

Suddenly I felt a sharp sting across my face when I felt the burning sensation on my left cheek as my head swung to the right. I gave out a yelp and looked at the guy deep into his eyes. He didn't say anything but open the door and push me into the warehouse so that I fall to my knees.

"Fuck you." I spat at him.

"With pleasure." He smiled and walked away into the dark. All I saw was one light filling the whole warehouse, the windows were sealed with wooden planks that just made the atmosphere even creepier that it already was.

Then out of the darkness came out my wonderful daddy that I love dearly. Note the sarcasm. I rose up steadily onto my feet not saying a word but staring into his eyes. "You made it on time." He said with a blank expression. I looked at him in disgust rolling my eyes, I don't know what it was but I couldn't say a word.

"Cat got your tongue?" he walked closer to me.

I still didn't say a word but look at him and think how my mom could ever be so stupid to be with a guy like him. My whole life is in danger. Those precious 21 years are all going to go, but I will never forget the wonderful year that Justin and I have been through, all I could think of was how much I love Justin and how much he means to me, our fights, make ups, break ups, and that stupid 'submissive' idea that brought us closer from the very beginning.