"It's simple really. Either you sleep with me, or he dies. Your choice"
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When Calista is kidnapped she falls in love with the wrong person.
Will their love survive or is it not meant to be?
It's a semi cliche story...
People, even more than things, have to be restored, renewed, revived, reclaimed, and redeemed. Never throw out anyone. -Audrey Hepburn
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Calista
A searing pain shot through my arm as the bullet dug into my shoulder. The pain was oddly familiar even though it was my first time being shot.
Learning to suppress my screams from past experiences, I bit my lip as hard I could- ultimately making it bleed but that was fine- before digging my pointer and thumb into the wound, removing the bullet. The occasional whimper escaping my mouth.
After the bullet was out I threw it at Aces feet and stuck one of my fingers to stop the bleeding, it wasn't the most sanitary way, but it's what I could do.
Although it hurt it was nothing compared to some of the pain I've experienced before.
After everything I lifted my head to look at Ace, who now had a confused and shocked expression on his face, his eyes still on the finger in my bullet wound.
Finally snapping out of his trance he clapped his hands and turned towards his gang, "You know what to do." Was all he said before walking out of the doors.
Feeling slightly more safe without his presence I left my facade drop and a few tears escape my eyes before I felt a cloth cover my mouth and nose.
Knowing that fighting wouldn't do anything to help my situation, I let the toxins overcome my body and before I knew it black was surrounding my vision.
Finally my eyes closed but before I could slip all the way into the darkness I heard a smooth voice.
"Sorry, Mama"
~*~*
My head was pounding but it was nothing compared to the pain that was shooting throughout my arm.
Remembering the past events I felt the panic attack that I fought coming through but this time I wouldn't be able to stop it.
My breathing constricted and my breaths came out short and painful. My body felt hot and cold at the same time and I couldn't move, it felt as though I was made out of jelly.
I would only get these kind of panic attacks when I was little and my parents would torture me instead of the usual beating but I knew how to handle those because they came more often than not. This time I couldn't, I hadn't had one in so long I didn't know how to stop it.
I heard shuffling when the sobs escaped my mouth, thinking it was Ace my body started to shake violently and I almost vomited all over myself.
"Hey, Hey, Hey, calm down. I'm not going to hurt you just calm down okay?"
It was the same soothing voice that apologized before I passed out but even the warmth in his voice couldn't stop the panic attack or whatever the fuck I was having.
