bad boys girl | g.d

F O U R T E E N

Elle

"Gray?" I whisper-shout into the dark alleyway. "Bailey." I shout louder.

I hear movement and I whip around and see a figure walking towards me. "God, you scared me. I thought you had ditched me or something." I sigh in relief.

The figure continues to walk slowly towards me. I couldn't make out if it was Grayson or not because of how dark it was.

"Gray, I know its you. You're the only person who knows we were meeting here." I look down at the note I still had in my hand.

I hear weird noises coming from the person and I start getting nervous. "Okay, its not funny anymore." I look around for any sign of Grayson's friends or any of mine.

The person stops a couple feet away from me and I stare at the dark shadow, not daring to take my eyes of them. "If this is a joke, you're very funny." I force myself to laugh.

A street lamp comes on and something draws my attention. Grayson doesn't have a beard. "Hey, sir. I'm sorry but I, uh, I think you have the wrong place."

I swallow the lump in my throat and stay where I am at. The street lamp makes it so I can sort of make out the face of the person.

He seemed to be an older man with a beard and a nose piercing. He starts walking towards me again and I back up everytime he takes a step closer to me.

My back hits the dead end of the alley and I gasp at the sudden contact. The man is now only a couple inches away from me.

"Leave me alone. I'll call the police." I yell out and he comes closer and yanks my phone from my hand.

He stuffs it in his pocket. "What do you want?" My voice is shaky. He just grunts and our chests are now touching.

He breathes right in my face, checking out my facial features. I turn my head to the right and squeeze my eyes shut.

He then checks out my body. "You're gonna be a good one." He finally speaks. My eyes shoot open and I begin yelling. He spins me around and my chest is now up against the wall.

He holds my hands behind me and ties them together. Tears begin to form in my eyes, I had no idea what was about to happen. But if it was what I think it was, I hoped Grayson or anyone came before it did.

He grabs a fistful of my hair and pulls my head back so I'm looking up towards the sky. He puts something over my mouth that stops me from screaming or making noise.

He chuckles and suddenly I'm swung over his shoulder. My hands are still tied behind me so trying to get away was useless.

He walks towards a car and I look around hoping to see someone walking around at this time. No one. He throws me I. The trunk and the tears start flowing as he shuts it.

I was getting kidnapped. And there wasn't anything I could do to stop it. I lay there for a moment trying to think of anything possible to help myself. 

I then realize my feet haven't been tied together. I bring my feet up to my chest and then place them on the thing that was tying my hands together.

I push down with all my might, with hope that the thing would break. I had no idea what was tying my hands together. I keep trying, pushing harder and harder everytime. It was no use.

I give up and the water works start coming again. I close my eyes shut hard and forcefully, wishing it was all just a dream.

I was supposed to be stronger than this. I'm supposed to fight harder. Then it sparked, I'm not going to be some little toy to him. I'm going to fight, but this man doesn't know it yet.

I force myself into an uncomfortable sleep.

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I wake up in a bed. Not tied up or anything. I push myself up and rub my head. I look around and I'm in a familiar place.

My eyebrows raise and I get off the bed quietly. I walk towards the door and look back towards the room. It looks so familiar.

I then remember who's room it is and anger fills me. I clench my fists and walk out the door slamming it behind me.

I walk down the stairs and see Grayson sitting on the couch. "What the actual hell." I yell at him turning the TV off.

Grayson looks up at me and holds back a laugh. "Oh, its so fucking funny Grayson. I hope you're proud of yourself for freaking me out to the point where I couldn't even breathe I was crying so hard."

I roll my eyes and throw the remote at his head. He rubs his head while saying ow. I look over and see that older man sitting on the couch opposite of Grayson. 

"Who the fuck is that?" I yell getting angrier by the second. "My cousin." He says and just stares at me.

"Well, I hope you two had fun pulling your little prank on me." I grab my phone that was on the counter and storm out the door.

Before I closed it I yelled at them, "You better watch your back, I'm going to get you for this. Asshole." I mumble the last part and slam the door behind me.

[A/N: HEY GUYSSS!!! Did you really think she was getting kidnapped? I was originally going to have her get kidnapped but it didn't really work with the plot so...yeah. Anyways, something big is gonna happen soon. In like 2 chapter so stay tuned. Comment what you thought.😄 I love y'all, STAY SMEXY 😘]