ACE

Chapter five

Strong arms gripping my shoulders yanked me up and out bed, jolting me awake in the process.

The unknown figure threw me over their shoulder, so I began doing the only logical thing a person could do when being kidnapped for the second time: scream and thrash.

"Jesus Christ!" Rang the voice underneath me, "I don't understand why Ace likes you so much?! Your shrill voice alone could kill a man!"

It was Collin.

The fucking bastard who called me a whore.

"Let me down, I swear to fucking god, Collin!" I was beating his back so hard I thought I would've gained bruises if I didn't stop, so I did. I needed to save my fists for him:

I needed to save my fists for Ace.

But it didn't matter anyhow cause Collin flat out ignored my protests and started walking down the stairs, "You should be glad it was me who came and got you. Ace is furious."

I went limp at the name, Ace had caused me so much pain in only the few short hours I knew him.

Once we were at the bottom of the stairs and Collin was close to getting the front door open he stopped mid grab at the handle to the sound of a baritone chuckle coming from the living room.

I shivered, knowing instantly who it was, and hell even Collin shivered.

The mere fact that Collin was afraid of that man was enough to make every hair of mine stand on end.

"I am furious." The all-too-familiar voice boomed.

Collin sat me on my feet, his arms wrapped tightly around my chest.

My eyes widened at the sight I was seeing.

Ace had Margaret and Sam tied to the couch with makeshift blindfolds and gags on. At this point I was fighting to get out of Collins strong grip. My hair blowing in my face wildly while I failed miserably to huff it out of my vision, trying hard to stomp on my captors feet, but he just pulled me up til they weren't touching the floor as if I weighed the complete weight of a feather.

"This wasn't part of the plan, Ace." Collin defended me, an ounce of worry and concern laced in his usually strong voice.

Ace had a gun in his hand and was pointing it towards the innocent old couple, "Fuck the plan! I need to teach her a lesson."

"Ace-," I began worriedly as he pulled the safety off of the gun, my eyes grew wide at Margaret and Sam who were wiggling in their ties, I could see Sam holding on to his wife, I didn't want them to die, so I did the only rational thing I could do in the moment: beg.

"Please! Please!!" I was thrashing in Collins arms, "Ace I'l- i'll go with you! Just leave them alone, please." I whimpered out the last part.

"Oh, I know you'll go with me, little one."

He wasn't listening to me, and I was a sobbing mess by this point. Then I heard the one thing I never wanted to hear ever again... gunshots, and the sounds of bodies falling to the floor.

I couldn't even look up, I went limp in Collins arms. My hair draped my face, my small moans and whimpers were the only thing heard throughout the room.

Then a warm hand came up to pinch a nerve in my neck, I looked up before passing out at golden irises glaring at me.

When I came to I was in Aces bed, clad in nothing but the same pair of panties but a different shirt.

This meant that someone saw my upper half naked.

I was shuddering and hoping for the fact that it wasn't Ace. After he showed me his true colors yesterday I was never going to trust him again.