His Past // Zion Kuwonu

Ch. 9

TJ

"And run as fast as you can, got it?" Nick spoke in a whisper.

"I got it." I said, gripping his arms with nerves.

Nick and I have been here for weeks now. I like to think Zion is still looking for us, but I have no idea.

"Nick! Taylor! Come here!" We heard. We were currently sitting on 'my' bed. When Aiden isn't sending us on trips to sell his drugs, Nick and I lay in here with nothing to do.

I sprinted down the stairs, to be met with the smell of food.

"It's a...gift, for doing business. Not that you two have a choice..." Aiden rambled, gesturing at the catered food

I gasped in awe at all of the food. It looked amazing, and considering I haven't had real food in weeks, it made me want it 10x more.

I grabbed a plate, and began loading food up onto it. This is the first real meal I've eaten in weeks. Our meals mostly consist of crackers, or leftovers that Aiden brings home.

I made a plate of turkey, mashed potatoes and green beans. What is this? Thanksgiving? I watched as Nick did the same.

I scarfed down the food, quicker than I ever have. I glared at Aiden any and every chance I got. It may seem like everything is fine, but it's not. It never will be okay between him and i. He fucking kidnapped me and nick. He hurts me, constantly.

Hours later

"WHERE IS SHE?" I heard along with a harsh bang. I flinched.

I quickly locked the door, nick soon becoming alert with what was happening. I watched as he jumped up from the bed, his eyes becoming much darker than they were before.

"Remember what we talked about..." nick whispered.

I nodded quickly. I watched as nick put his body against the door in an attempt to prevent anyone from coming in. I got into position by the window.

"Now" nick whispered. That was all i heard before I threw the window open, and jumped out of it.

Alarms were blaring, and everyone was screaming. I ran to Aidens car which was parked across a field. I broke the passenger window, the alarm going off as well. I quickly searched for anything, any weapon I could get my hands on. I found a gun, and pulled it out without a second thought. I could see some of Aidens men looking frantically around the house. I crawled under his car, groaning at the stinging from my knees on the pavement.

The only things I could hear was my breathing, the alarms and yelling. I felt a tight arm grip my leg, causing me to let out a loud yelp.

"You little bitch!" Aiden spoke, hoisting me over his shoulder. I felt the gun being snatched from my grip. I screamed as Aiden walked me back to the house. I repeatedly hit his back, beating on it with everything in me.

After hearing the front door slam, I felt the hard floor underneath me. I yelped once again in pain, rubbing my back after hitting it on the ground.

"You bitch! You tried to fucking escape! I feed you, and try to gain your trust but you do this!" Aiden yelled, pacing back and forth.

"You kidnapped me!" I snapped, soon regretting my decisions. I felt a sting on my left cheek, and on instinct I began rubbing that spot.

"You are so stupid, Taylor!" He stopped pacing, looking me in the eye. I looked away. I couldn't stand to see his stare after he hit me moments ago.

"I thought we were okay. You and I, Taylor. But you fucking try to leave me? Again?" His tone softened.

How does he not get it? He kidnapped me, and he thinks we're okay? We never will be.

I shrugged, bracing for being hit again. It never came. I slowly opened my eyes to see Aidens hand reaching out for me. I took it, not wanting to make him anymore mad. He pulled me up.

I watched as he tugged my arm toward the room I've been staying in. With a harsh shove, I was in the room. Aiden shut the door behind him and walked over to the window, closing it. I hadn't realized it before but the alarms had seized.

Aiden turned around to me, rubbing his hands through his brown hair in frustration.

"Taylor, I thought you trusted me?" Aiden spoke, his gaze softening.

I shook my head. "No...you kidnapped me! we will neve-" "shut up" he cut me off.

"I wasn't asking for a long explanation! I just needed a yes or a no, dumbass" He spoke. I flinched at his harsh words. This is exactly how I remembered him.

"No. I didn't trust you." I repeated my words, my voice becoming much softer.

"Why? I've tried so hard to get you to trust me again..." He spoke, sitting on the bed.

"Aiden. You kidnapped me, you're making me sell your drugs for you, you've hurt me physically and emotionally. I could never trust you" I breathed. I soon felt guilty for my words, I did not want to be hit again.

I watched as Aiden sighed and left the room. Not what I was expecting. I groaned in pain as I walked towards the bed I've been sleeping on, resting.

"Where the fuck is she, Aiden?!" I heard nicks voice through the door. I heard a knock on the door. I got up, groaning in pain once again, and unlocked the door.

Nick hugged me tight. It felt good to be back in his embrace. He was the most comforting thing i had.

"Nick, too tight" I squeaked. He let go and began ran his eyes over my body.

"What did he do to you" nick breathed. His fists became balled by his sides.

"N-nothing. He did nothing. He found me under his car and just put me in here" I said, gripping nicks arm, trying to sit him on the bed.

He sat down, his fists unclenching by his sides. "I don't believe you" He spoke. I watched as a single tear ran down his face.

"It's fine. I'm fine."

"Then explain the red mark on your face?" He questioned, facing me on the bed.

"I-okay, Aiden hit me." I said eyeing nick to make sure he didn't do something stupid.

"I'm not surprised." Nick spoke through clenched teeth. I'd be lying if I said he didn't look attractive when he was mad...

Stop. I have Zion...

I glanced outside, realizing the sun was setting. Aiden refuses to put a clock in our room, he's so paranoid that he thinks we're going to 'use it against him'

I sighed, getting under the covers. Aiden probably won't be letting me out of this room after the stunt I pulled earlier.

Before I knew it, tears were flowing down my face. I tried to be quiet, but failed once I sniffled.

Nick quickly turned his body to me, caressing my face with his hand.

"Baby, what's wrong?" He spoke, laying on his side while his hand still sat in my cheek. I tensed when he called me baby.

"I-nothing. Goodnight." I said, turning to face the other way.

I listened as nick stood up, opening the door. "Goodnight..." he trailed off as he left the room, shutting the door behind him.

I couldn't sleep no matter how hard I tried. I couldn't stop thinking about Nick calling me baby...