Return of the Furious

Gone

**incredibly graphic violence, graphic torture both psychological and physical

After Race Wars Spencer's mood went quickly from being upbeat to gradually going downhill as she watched Jc interact with her family. She was glad that he got along with them and she wasn't jealous, but her nerves and paranoia were telling her something that she really hoped wasn't true. She tried to ignore it but the more and more she thought about it the more it ate away at her. When they finally got to the villa she walked straight out of the elevator silently, her feet guiding her straight towards the balcony. It seemed to be her favorite place to be when she was pissed off. She knew she was probably thinking irrationally but she hated feeling like she was being used, like it wasn't real. She heard the door open and close behind her and once again his cologne confirmed that it was him,"Go the hell away, Jc. Go kiss my family's ass some more." She waited a couple of seconds before she turned around and looked at him,"Why are you so obsessed with my family? Are you only with me because you have some twisted fantasy?" She swallowed thickly and tightened her grip on the railing,"Are you just using me as a way to get closer to them?"

Kian drove his new car home from Race Wars, a goofy grin on his lips the entire drive. Not only had he earned the respect of Dom and Mila's dad but he'd gotten a new car out of it too. While he didn't get into a fight for the purpose of getting an in with the family it sure as hell was a plus. The car drove smooth and he blasted the music, only turning it down when he pulled into the garage of the Palms hotel, turning the car off and locking it. He walked with everyone to the elevator, his arm around Mila the entire way up to the villa. His knuckles were throbbing, his eye was black, and his lip was busted but not even the pain from all three of those injuries could dull the happiness he was feeling in that moment. His eyebrows raised when they reached their villa and Spencer stormed off. He nudged Mila lightly and whispered,"What happened?" He watched as Jc trailed after Spencer and shrugged his shoulders, moving to sit on the couch next to Mila. He still didn't know what he and Mila were but he figured that was a conversation for another time. Right then he just wanted to enjoy the fact that he finally felt like he belonged. He finally felt like a part of the family. His body jolted when he heard the door to the balcony slam, turning around quickly in time to see Jc storming towards the elevator and muttering something about going for a walk. He stood up quickly, grabbing his keys from the table he'd thrown them onto and pressing a kiss to Mila's forehead,"I'll be right back. I'm going to go see what happened." He followed after Jc quickly, stepping into the elevator just before it closed,"Dude what the hell happened? Did you and Spencer fight or something? You were just fine at Race Wars." Jc didn't answer him and he frowned, following him out into the garage,"I'm your best friend Jc, tell me what the fuck happened. At least let me drive you somewhere." He opened his mouth to say something else but something blunt connected with the back of his head just as he reached his car. His vision blurred momentarily before gradually fading to black, but just before he went fully unconscious he caught a glimpse of a woman standing over Jc's now limp body feet away.

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"What are you talking about Spencer?" He had walked out onto the balcony to see if what that crazy lady had said over the radio had really gotten to Spencer so much that she was this upset. The rest of the family seemed to be handling it well. But when she hit him with her accusations he stepped away from her actually hurt. "You're joking right? When we met I thought you were some random YouTuber from Florida and I still had feelings for you. The past three days have been absolutely insane but I got through them because of you. Not because of your family. You think I'm still here because of your family? I'm still here because of you, Spencer. Not because your dad is Dominic Toretto or because this is the only place I'm safe right now! I'm here in this fucking city in this damn villa with all these people because you mean something to me," He was breathing heavy now as he stood in front of her watching her shake her head and push her tongue into her cheek. "I'm here right now because I fucking love you. But I guess that doesn't mean anything to you." He turned around and walked off the balcony slamming the door. He could hear Kian get into the elevator behind him as he walked out and he ignored his best friend's words as he just walked into the garage planning on leaving when suddenly he heard a loud crack and turned around to see a man behind Kian and then everything went black as he heard a woman's voice say, "Sleep boys. We have plans for you." He didn't know how long it had been when he came to. He was in a metallic looking dark room with a camera in front of him. He was tied up and gagged and he looked over and saw Kian in the same state next to him. He was in pain everywhere. A tall blonde woman stepped out of the shadows and walked up to him holding his face in her hands, "Smile for the camera boys, your girls and their family are watching." Jc struggled against the restraints as the woman turned his chair so the camera was beside him instead of in front and he couldn't see Kian anymore. He realized that they had been taken by the psycho bitch who had sent people to kill Mila and Spencer before. He tried to do anything to get free but couldn't. The woman just sat in his lap and carded her fingers through his hair, "If you weren't such good bait I'd keep you." She tugged the gag out of his mouth and kissed him. He bit her lip hard tasting blood in his mouth. The woman pulled away and put her hand to her lip laughing lightly as a man put a gun to Jc's head. "Down boy," she said pushing her guard back and stepping back from Jc. "Ladies, I know you're watching, and I know while Dom pretends like he's still in charge of the family, it's you two who hold all the strings. So this is for you."