Defining You

Chapter 12

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Hey guys I'm always slow at uploading but Ive been hit with sudden inspiration to write lol I hope this  is a bit longer  than my parts are usually.... Im back to third person :) in Emmy's POV's but for Tyler's POV's i think I will keep them in first person.....

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Chapter 12

Emmy's POV

She felt something wet, blinking rapidly, she focused the room, it was big with walls painted in a rosy red, with paintings hanging every few feet away from each other.

"Tyler?" Emmy called out confused, her head was pounding, she tried lifting her hand, "What the?!" She gasped, her hands and legs were chained to the big white lavish bed, she looked down seeing she was still wearing the same outfit from yesterday, but where was Tyler?

"Looking for someone?" said a deep male voice that made Emmy shoot up, turning to her right was a man wearing a suit, he stared back at her kindly, he looked to be in his late twenties. He had messy black hair, and eyes so black that Emmy wondered if it was possible  to have a color darker than black.

"Who are you?" Emmy asked casually, ignoring the erractic beating of her heart. She was scared, hungry, and most of all she wanted Tyler.

The man smirked, twirling what looked like a gun, "the names Jux."

Emmy kept her gaze glued to the gun. "Did you kidnap me Jux?"

Jux smiled in amusement, "Nope," he popped the 'p' settling back in his chair watching her intently. Emmy frowned, she knew screaming wouldnt help, it would only cause him to get angry and possibly kill her. Shoot, she had left her phone with Tyler, but that didnt explain what had happened to Tyler? Emmy's eyebrows knit together as she tried hard to remember last night, she had had a little to much to drink, and the last thing she has remembered was being lifted and carried. Which could possibly explain how she got here....

"Don't think too hard, you'll get wrinkles," Jux chuckled, while Emmy shot him a dirty look. What if he wanted to take advantage of her? Bile began rising up her throat...

"I dont take advantage of little girls," Jux clarified. Emmy blushed realizing she had said it out loud.

"Then why am I here?"

"Bait," Jux replied nonchalantly. "And in case you're wondering Tyler's fine."

Emmy felt her chest constrict, "Did he get kidnapped too?"

Jux's face fell, "Look kid, I like you, you remind me alot of your brother, Emile." Emmy stopped breathing, how did he know Emile...

Jux kept talking, "But I dont think you'll be leaving anytime soon. Your brother and Shawn owe a lot of money and if Shawn doesnt pay up," Jux winced, "Well Al has other ways of making up for the money your brother and friend owe him," he looked at me pointedly.

Emmy knew it was irrational but she started crying, loud gut wrenching sobs. 

"And its easier if you dont scream, try to escape or anything funky, you dont want to anger Al." Jux said kindly, "And if your hungry I'll bring your breakfast up."

Emmy wiped her tears, "I want Tyler!"

Jux sighed, "Look kid don't make this harder..."

"I want Tyler," Emmy thrashed, "LET ME GO!" She yelled at the top of lungs, "HELP! HELP HELP!"

"Shhh," Jux patted me awkwardly, Emmy flinched away from his touch. Emmy bit his hand, as he lifted it and smacked her.

"Dont make this hard," Jux looked coldly at her, all traces of his friendliness wiped away. "Im bringing you breakfast and either you  eat it willingly or I'll feed it to you," he tugged on her hair. "Got it."

He pushed her down flat on the bed, walking out of the room. Leaving Emmy feeling lonlier than she had ever felt.

What had she done to deserve this? Emmy smacked her head against the bed rest, what had happedned last night? Why couldnt she remember, even worse, she bit down on her lower lipd nervously, was Tyler really okay. Emmy fought back the tears, she wasnt going to keep crying, be that little weak girl. She was stronger than that; I am stronger, Emmy thought.

She could not fight the nervousness bubbling in her stomach, she had the eerie feeling that the money owed to this supposed Al wasnt in thee single digits.

Falling back against the bedrest she closed her eyes in defeat....

What exactly had Shawn and Emile gotten themselves into.

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A/N Hey guys :)! Only a few chapters left now :P

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