"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...
If everything was perfect, you would never learn and you would never grow. -Beyoncé Knowles
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Calista
Panic rose into my chest as flashbacks clouded my mind, but the panic was enough for me to dodge the punch and sweep the guy.
I got on top of him, straddling him and threw a thorough punch to the temple of his head, temporarily knocking him out.
I had learned a few techniques from my parents over the years but I was always thought it was a curse. I guess now it'll come in handy. You know living with a gang and all.
Standing up I faced Ace with no change in my expression, I didn't want to show him how proud I was of myself. He didn't deserve to know anything but my name.
"Nice, Sweet cheeks. Seems you know more than I thought. You can go back to your room for now and I'll call you down later."
Without any acknowledgement I walked away from him and out the door of the gym. Once I was completely out of the room I released the breath I was holding and let a few tears fall.
I am nowhere near as strong as I make myself look, like I don't even like big dogs because they terrify me.
Lost in my train of thought I didn't notice to other person walking down the hall until my body collided with them.
Arms went out to grab my waist and my own hands clutched the persons shirt like my life depended on it.
"Hi, Mama"
I let out a breath I was holding once I realized it was Phoenix. He wouldn't hurt me right? Or would he?
I don't actually know a lot about him to judge him but I know enough that would make sense if he were to hurt me.
My body went rigid when I thought about being hurt physically. More flashbacks invaded my mind as my breathing became hard and to the point where I was hyperventilating. All the while Phoenix is still holding me to him.
"Calista, I'm not going to hurt you ok? I promise. I want to get out of this shit hole as much as you do. I'll figure it out and we'll both leave."
"Okay"
"We're not friends though. Now go to your room before Ace comes out."
So I nodded my head and walked away. Silently praying that Phoenix was telling the truth and he wasn't someone who would potentially stab me in the back.
~*~*
At around 7 I was called down for dinner. Which I was slightly grateful for. My room didn't have anything but a bed so I was stuck in silence with my violent thoughts.
When I made it to the kitchen door I made sure to knock as Ace said earlier in the morning.
"Who the fuck is knocking?" Ace grumbled while opening the door. I stood there with a sassy expression while he looked at me confused.
"Why'd you knock?" Instead of answering him I walked past him, bumping shoulders on the way to the table where everyone else sat.
When I looked at him again his eyes had turned a shade darker and he looked pissed. "I asked you something, girl"
Again instead simply opening my mouth and forcing words to come out to answer him I rolled my eyes. Which seemed to push his very low anger tolerance over the edge.
In two strides he made it to my chair and grabbed me by the throat, I kept my breathing under control and my face impassive.
I was picked up and slammed against the wall with his hand still enclosed around my neck. His mouth was moving and spit was flying in my face but the panic blocked off any noise except for the rapid beating of my heart.
"Are you even listening to me!!?" I connected my eyes with his and saw that now they were almost black. Concluding his own answer that I was indeed not listening he tightened his grip.
This time I did start panicking as I could no longer breath correctly. The oncoming panic attack didn't help with the situation.
"Hey boss just leave her alone." One of the guys said.
"Why should I? If she wants to be left alone she'll tell me herself"
"I don't think she talks"
"I DONT GIVE A FUCK!" His anger took control and the pressure around my throat grew stronger until my eyes started closing without my consent.
As if on cue Phoenix came busting through the door completely oblivious to the situation.
His eyes scanned the room until they landed on my half unconscious body being held to the wall by Ace.
He shot Ace an accusing glare and said something to which he left me go.
I fell to the ground in a heap and started coughing while rubbing my throat. Little specks of blood coming out occasionally but not enough for it to be concerning.
Phoenix came over to where I was laying on the ground like a starfish and picked me up as if I was a child, with my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck.
Once we made it to my room he set me on my bed and that's when the onslaught of tears came.
Doing his best to comfort me, he rubbed my back and held my hand while telling me random story's until I fell asleep with my head on his shoulder.
