"You are mine" -Tom Holland

Chapter 7

"Why, oh why have I fallen for someone who is plain crazy-beautiful, sexy as fuck, richer than Croesus, and crazy with a capital K?"

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Issues - Julia Michaels

I have been in my apartment for a good two hours now, I decide to clear the bag to give it back to Tom. I take out all my stuff before I open the little front pocket. Something I shouldn't have done. I put my hand inside and take out a gun. Shit, shit, shit, shit, what am I supposed to do now? I drop the gun and grab my cell phone to call Tom.

-Darling, I'm busy...

-I have a problem, I took a bag that was in the living room and-...

-The black one? Armony doesn't tell me you took the black one.

-Yes, but it doesn't matter. I already knew you had guns.

-Where are you and how long have you been?

-I've been at home for maybe two hours, why?

I can hear him swearing and sighing at the other end of the phone.

-You have to leave, go back to the tower.

-Why, what's going on?

-Armony, for once listen to me!

-I don't understand what--...

I didn't continue my sentence when I felt a gun behind my back.

-You hang up.

-Armony! What's going on?!

-Now!

Without saying anything else, I'm hanging up. I turn around and face a man.

-We'll wait for Tom together, Armony.

I shiver when I hear my name coming out of his mouth. I go to the living room where I sit on the couch.

-It's really stupid that he kept that bag. He knew very well that there was a tracker in it.

I keep my cool and show him that I'm not afraid of him.

-I was heating water for tea. Would you like some?

He watches me get up and go into the kitchen that is part of the living room.

-No, thank you.

A few minutes later I finish my cup of tea and at that moment I hear someone come in without warning.

-Armony? Are you there?

Tom is finally here. He comes into the room, the man stands up directly and points his gun at my head.

-Don't hurt her, Chris.

-Put your gun on the table and we will be able to talk.

Tom looks at me while passing his hand behind his back and puts the gun on the table in front of me.

-I didn't touch her, don't worry. Why did you keep that bag, knowing there was a tracker inside?

-We wanted to track the tracker.

-Too bad your girl took it then.

-You know, Chris... When you will leave this apartment, we will find you and shut you down.

The pressure of the gun on my temple increases.

-Let her go and you will be able to kill me.

Tom avoids my eyes while mine ison him, begging him to stop his fucking bullshit.

-I want to see you suffer.

The man stands in front of me before slapping me. I can taste the salty liquid that comes out of my lip. Chris is always in front of me, a mistake he should have noticed. Tom takes his arm to face him before punching him in the jaw. He drops the gun on the floor, Tom cannot stop and keeps hitting him in the face. It's when he stops that he takes the gun and without thinking he pulls the trigger. I am still on the couch, my knees up against me, looking at the man in front of me who just shot another man on my white carpet.

-Asshole.

Tom whispers. He turns his head to look at me. It's the second time he kills someone in front of me in less than two days.

-Armony I-...

-Tom, I need space. I'm going to go to a hotel until this is all fixed.

-I'll send one of my men to clean it up. Please come back to the tower with me.

He gets closer by putting his hand on my lap.

-Tom, that's the second man you shot in front of me! You're supposed to be my boss and not my lover or friend!

He removes his hand while clenching his jaw.

-You're right, you're just an employer. You should call me Mr. Holland and not Tom.

He gets up and buttons his jacket in front of me.

-I'm expecting you tomorrow at my office, you have a lot of work to do. Don't be late.

And he left like that. Leaving me with a body bleeding to death in my apartment. I go to my room and make a bag for a few days. I can't stay here. As I was closing my bag, I burst into tears.

How did we get here?