Mafia // Taeten (Disc.)

6.Retrieval

-Ten-

  It's getting late the boy mumbled to himself as he finished unboxing new albums that had come in. Bambam had needed him to stay late and stock them since the release date was tomorrow and customers would be buying them as soon as they could. 

  Straightening up and stretching his arms above his head and yawning Ten put the empty boxes in the spare room before gathering his things and preparing to leave. He felt uneasy though. Throughout the day he felt like he was being watched again and it was starting to creep him out. 

  "I should've called Mark earlier to have him drive me, it's too late now so i'll just walk like usual..." He thought to himself and sighed. He pulled his jacket on and put his phone in his pocket and made his way to the back door to leave out of. 

  Ten stepped out of the store and into the crisp Autumn air breathing it in before locking the door behind him and putting the keys back in his pocket before his hands got too cold. 

  'I just want to get home..maybe Taeyong will come to the store soon and I can see him? No..that's silly, he wouldn't want to see me..' Ten thought to himself sadly as he began to walk out of the alley. Until a shadow covered him and he almost ran into to someone again. 

  His blood ran cold as he looked up and saw who was in front of him only an arms length away. "Hello pretty boy, I see we meet again" Chanyeol said chuckling lowly. Ten took a step back and his head began racing with thoughts, how could he get away? there's no way he could take on him alone. "W-what do you want..." Ten managed to get out even though his throat felt like it was closed from fear. 

  "Good question, but I actually need you.." the taller male said with a smile and started walking forward causing Ten to stumble backwards to get away. "N-no Taeyong won't let you, so- so get away from me" Ten stampered out, his heart racing with fear as the male got closer hoping the red haired male would come to save him again. "Well, Taeyong isn't here now is he?" Suddenly he bumped into someone from behind and felt hands on wrists. He gasped and tried to free himself from the other males grip but they were too strong. 

  "Don't let him go Sehun" was all Chanyeol said as he got closer and pulled on their arm to get them to start walking. "No! No! Let m-me go!" Ten screamed out already having tears fall down his face. "Shut up! And just walk little boy" Chanyeol said grabbing their face harshly and looking at them with anger in their eyes causing the boy to whimper in fear. 

  "Make another loud sound and I'll be giving you something to cry about" was the last thing he said before pulling on their arm again tightly and beginning to walk. "T-taeyong..." Ten quietly cried while walking- or more like being dragged away. 'Please help me again...' was all Ten could think of as he tried to get away from the strong harsh arms of the men that were dragging him. 

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-Taeyong-

 The three men quickly arrived at the music store the boy worked at and saw the lights out. "Shit!" Taeyong swore loudly and slammed his hand down on the dash board in frustration. "Boss Kai texted me again and said the tracker on Sehun shows they're only 2 streets away-" Johnny said from the back seat. "Meaning they're still on foot and we have time and that it's not too late" He said gripping his friends shoulder to get him to calm down. 

  "Jaehyun cut down this street here-" Johnny said pointing and Jaehyun nodded and quickly turned down the street to their left. "Then stop at that building and we'll walk to the alley- they should be leaving from but we have to be quick or we'll lose them" He explained quickly to the other. 

  Parking the car and shutting off the engine they all got out of the car and made their way to the dark alley in which the troubled boy would be in. Taeyong, walking faster than the other two could hardly hear anything over how loud his heart was beating in his ears. He only came back to his senses when he was about 5 feet away and could hear a faint cry ahead of him and harsh words being spoken back.