Seths pov.
"Dean loves you, you'll be alright because Dean loves you," I reminded myself as I sat in some dark corner, my wrists tied behind my back. They basically suffocated my wrists which caused them to swell. I tried to break from the rope but I gave up again as it only made the pain worse, my wrists were already bleeding.
"Fucking shit," I yelped, hissing shortly after as the light that had suddenly beamed into the room shot into my eyes which made them sting.
Dean was right.
I should've listened to him and stayed in the hotel room, waiting for him to return. But no, I went completely against that and decided to ruin our investigation/vacation time here in Italy.
The thought made me quiver and whimper as I had come to realisation...Jake, one of Dean's greatest rivals, had come into the room with a chair.
I backed up further into the corner and whimpered as he sat down and sighed, mumbling a few words in French, I think, to his men who stood outside the door but eventually left. He put his hand in his pocket and brought out a lighter, lifting it to his cigarette that sat in between his lips and lit it up, taking a huge breath in and out. "You're Ambrose's little boy toy?,"
'Boy toy' definitely wasn't what I'd use in terms but I nodded anyway, his heavy accent making me feel intimidated.
"It's a shame that a very pretty face is going to be wasted on another's life," I gulped and finally made eye contact with him. "Do you know who I am?," He asked amusingly, sitting forward in his chair.
"Jake Daniels,"
"It's good to know he keeps you informed, do you know why you're here?," He smiled, impressed. I shook my head no. "Your boyfriend is one hell of a murderer. He's killed over four hundred of my men in two years Seth, four hundred, I was never able to find his location but I knew who he was. You were my lucky ticket to finally getting what I've been wanting this entire time,"
His voice had gotten deeper and I bit my lip holding back the cries that were on the verge of escaping.
"And..and what is that?," I whispered shakily, keeping an eye on every move he made. "Revenge and his business. It wasn't fucking easy employing all those men," He growled, calming himself by taking a puff of his cigarette.
"You're so beautiful, you know that right," He now taunted, pushing himself from his chair. "I'm sorry darling I really am, but, I'm going to have to kill you," I whimpered at his words, trying once again to break free from the rope.
"How about we call in, I'm sure he's missing your sweet voice," He smirked, clapping his hands together. "Do whatever you want Jake, but I tell you this, you will never get a hold of our business. It's too strong for you to handle on your own,"
"We'll see about that,"
As soon as he left the room the tears had finally fell and I cried aloud, rocking myself back and forth for the remainder of the time.
There was no way I'd let Dean hand over his business that he had built for many years, especially with all my help within the past year, Jake would never.
If it meant putting my life at risk or having me killed, I'd take that chance rather than the latter. "You're not letting go of this company Dean, just accept it," I whispered to no one in particular and awaited the arrival of the disgusting man.
The door opened once again and in came Jake with a phone and his half blown cigarette in his hands.
"Yeah I'm looking at him right now, he's pretty by the way, you have great taste Ambrose," I cried loudly, having known this could be my last moments of life. "Dean!," I yelled.
This seemed to piss him off and he quickly strode over to me, untying the ropes around my ankles and pulling me up to my feet.
"No! Let go of me!," I thrashed around in his grip but that did nothing.
"Don't fucking touch him Daniels or you're dead," Sounded over the phone by the voice I hadn't heard in over a week.
"Dean don't give him the business, don't do it," I wailed as I was bent over the table that sat in the other corner. He dropped his phone in front of my face as he pushed my stomach further down into the table.
"I'm giving you two days you son of a bitch but I'd like to hear you discuss your decisions while I damage the soft skin of your fucking boyfriend," He growled.
Having that my shirt had already been ripped off, he had easy access to my back and he used that to his advantage, pushing his cigarette against my shoulder.
I screamed in pain, the burning sensation really getting to me. "Seth, Seth!," Dean yelled.
"Don't fucking do it Dean," I groaned. He kept making marks on my back and I screamed every time. "Seth baby-Fuck! What the fuck is he doing to you!," He yelled, his breathing getting heavier and heavier every second.
"It doesn't matter, as long as you don't give up the business," "I'm giving it-," "No you're fucking not!," The rage in our conversation and the physical pain that I was feeling made me roar my counter.
"Ilove you Dean! I'm doing this for you, so do the right thing and listen to me. Keep the business, make it even stronger than it already is, you'll be okay," I soothed in a growl. I screamed again as he marked my side.
"Seth," He whimpered softly.
I heard him stomp on the ground, probably on his cigarette and the flip of a pocket knife caught my attention. I felt him stab the tip underneath my shoulder blade and I screamed once again.
"Let me go you sick fuck!,"
"Leave him the fuck alone!,"
"Make a decision Ambrose! You have two days to think this through," I desperately tried to get away but he only carved another letter into my skin going across.
I cried in agony, feeling that I had already lost a lot of blood. "You hear that Ambrose? Can you hear the screams of your innocent boyfriend who is most likely giving his life up for you? Listen to his growls and cries, listen very closely. Make a fucking decision by six in the morning or he'll end up dead in your bed,"
I felt the blade moving along my skin and I let out a pained scream. "Oh fuck, oh fuck," Dean groaned, like always he would most likely be pacing around his office to calm him in whatever way.
As he continued to slice through my back I could only sit still with the three words that I could only think of.
"I love you,"
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Hehe surprise? And yes this is your pt.2 on hide and seek. There's a year time skip between the first pt and this pt. Also I'll be updating once a week on a weekend because school has started again and I've been told it's going to be as stressful as ever *sigh* anyway hope you enjoyed!
