Finite(I might change this title who knows)

Chapter 14

Alex's POV
"Hey angel." John smiled sweetly. I proceeded to burst into tears and flung myself into his arms. Somewhere in my mind it processed that he was not here to save me, that he was the one that brought me here or at least helped. But I just couldn't believe it, I was so desperate for any affection, any human contact at all.
"J-John, please. D-don't don't leave me alone please please." I begged through broken sobs. John chuckled and kissed the top of my head.
"I'm sorry for letting you be alone for so long my sweet angel." I tightened the grip I had on the front of his shirt.
"A-are you gonna bring me home?" I whimpered meekly. John snickered and shook his head.
"Now now my little angel, I know you're smart enough to realize what is happening." I began shaking as my body was racked with sobs. I whispered a mantra of no's. John shushed me and ran his hand through my hair. Once he reached the tips he wrapped his hand into a fist and violently yanked my hair to make me look up at him.
"There's no reason to be frightened. I am only doing things for the good of the world. I would never hurt a mortal so close to being one of gods heavenly angels. It is a rare feat that must be appreciated." John kissed my forehead. I clenched eyes shut to clear my head.
"F*ck. You." I gritted out. John's face contorted into a snarl and tugged my hair viciously causing me to cry out in pain.
"Do not, disrespect me." I apologized profusely, begging him not to hurt me. My legs gave out and John tightened his grip around my waist. I sobbed burying my face in his chest. I don't want to believe he would do this to me. He loves me. He would never do these terrible things.
"John? We need to go." I heard a distinctly French voice speak quietly from the doorway.
"Laf I told you to wait for me to come out." John snarled. I winced letting out a choked sob.
"I'm sorry, but the police will be here any minute." Laf whispered. John sighed heavily like all of this was a great inconvenience.
"Fine. Make sure everything is packed." Hurried footsteps patter away down the hall.
"Now my sweet angel. You can either come willingly with me and you may stay with me or you can be forced to come and be locked away all alone." My breath hitched at the threat of being alone again. I don't think I could handle that.
"O-okay..." I whispered weakly. John smirked and picked me up cradling me in his arms.
"You've certainly lost weight my sweetest." John teased, I whimpered burying my face in the crook of his neck. I missed human contact, I missed the feeling another persons breathing, I missed gentle hands gliding along my torso. I just couldn't bring myself to fight or feel disgusted. All I could think of was having another person, feeling their warmth surround me.
John carried me through what looked to be a house, a normal home. Is this John's house? How odd. Then we were outside. My eyes shut tight unused to the bright sunlight, my body quacking from the chill. I was set down in the back seat of a black van.
"I'm gonna have to tie you up and gag you okay angel?" I didn't respond. I didn't fight as John bound my arms and legs nor did I struggle when John placed a ball gag in my mouth and fastened it tight. I did whine and whimper however when he tried to leave me there. I could care less that he tied me up, I just needed another person's touch. I just needed to be held.
"Do not fret angel I'll only be in the front seat, and once we make it to our new home I'll give you all the cuddles you could ever want." I could vaguely identify the patronizing tone he used and the fact that I should be fighting and struggling. That I should be making an escape attempt. I just felt tired, tired, lonely, and scared. I was still tired and I'll never stop being scared but at the very least I won't be lonely anymore.
The van bumped along the road in silence, my bones aching from the lack of movement. The car eventually slowed to a stop. John lifted me out of the van and carried me into a small cabin. Laf was staring at the ground. They look conflicted.

Angelica's POV
Yes stealing things from government officials especially police/FBI is a terrible idea. But if their gonna keep secrets from us someone has to go digging, and I believe this tape has all the info we'll need.

"I would never hurt my angel."

Looks like I was correct to believe this tape held the key.
"It's John." I grimaced, how could I have been so stupid, you can't trust anyone.
"W-we don't know that-" Eliza tried to foolishly reason.
"Who else would call Alexander their angel." I huffed.
"And! John has been missing for over a week!" Peggy interjected. I nodded in response. Eliza sighed,
"I just can't believe John would do something like this."
"I'm not surprised. We should've known as soon as his bastard father was murdered." I snarled. Eliza shook her head
"He just seemed so sad when his father died."
"He was a really good actor I guess." Peggy hummed. I sighed and looked to my siblings.
"We need to tell Washington. Let's save Alex."