Lost and Found (BWWM)|Complete

🌊⚓ Chapter 7 ⚓🌊

***Author's Note: Here is the update that I promised, enjoy 😘😘***

Kayla's POV

I woke up in a strange room. On the right side of me were two chairs. I saw Niyah right next to me. Her eyes were closed and she had a gash on her forehead. I tried to reach out to her, but something was holding me in place.

I looked down and saw a set of ropes securing me to the chair. I tried to work them off, but they were too tight.

"Bout time you woke up. It's no use, I have been trying to get out of these ropes for the past 10 minutes." Taylor rolled her eyes as she took a glance at the ropes.

"How long have we been here?" I asked as I looked back over at Niyah. I needed her to wake up...

"I don't know, ask this guy. I knew it wasn't a good idea to get in that car." Taylor said as she shot a death glare behind me.

I turned so fast it's amazing that I didn't catch whiplash. Justin sat behind me. He was in pretty bad shape.

"What's going on here?"

"This is not how I planned for you to find out," he gasped

"Oh, so she doesn't know?" A new voice asked. I turned back towards Taylor, and I saw where the voice came from. Standing by the door was a guy about as tall as Justin. He was very muscular and had a deep raspy voice.

He walked towards us with a smirk on his face.

"I don't know what?" I asked the stranger.

"Everything will be revealed very soon. Until then, I need to get a few answers out of your friend here."

"Caleb, set up the room." He turned to face Justin, "Things are about to get fun." He said with an evil glint in his eyes.

Soon they were walking out of the room and taking Justin with them. He looked at me as they walked towards the door.

"Everything will be ok," he said as they drug him out the room.

"Don't make promises you can't keep. It's bad for your character," he said with a laugh.

I heard a moan and I turned to face Niayah, she was finally coming around.
She opened her eyes and looked at me.

"Niyah, are you ok?" I asked even though I could tell she wasn't.

"I'm fine. Where is Justin?"

"They took him away."

"Shit. We need to get him and get out of here."

"He is the reason we are here in the first place," Taylor reasoned. "Can't we just concentrate on getting ourselves out of here?"

"He is the reason that we are still alive Taylor."

"What do you mean?"

"I woke up in the middle of the night. As I was walking to the bathroom, I smelled smoke. It brough back so many memories... I made my way back to the front and tried to open the door. Every exit was blocked. It seems like they were trying to flush us out. Then Justin came down the stairs. He had entered the house through an upstairs window."

"How did we get caught?"

"We found a set of tunnels underneath the house. Did you know about those tunnels Taylor?"

"What tunnels?" She asked.

"Right underneath your bed, there was a set of tunnels. We went in there because it was the furthest from the fire. We were searching for an escape route and Justin told me to beat on the walls, old houses like that always had a trap door somewhere. Sure enough we found one. When we started going down into the tunnel, they began breaking the windows. We had almost made it out the tunnel when they caught up to us."

"How did you get us that far?"

"Justin carried both of you. He tried to keep going, but there were so many men. He just couldn't take them all."

Distantly, I could hear someone yelling. It sounded like Justin, and it seemed as if he was in a lot of pain.

"We have to help him, but how?"

Just then we heard a loud explosion. Then the shouting and gunfire began. Through the chaos I saw someone coming towards me.

Someone had thrown a grenade, and I knew this was the end. There was no escape.

The grenade began filling the room with smoke. It was a smoke grenade. Two more men entered the room, but the first one was coming straight for me.

I was not going to make this easy for him. I was going to fight with everything I had in me. He pulled out a knife...

He used the knife to cut my ropes. There smoke was so thick I could barely see anything. He threw me over his shoulders and then we were moving.

I don't know what happened. I was going to fight him off, but my subconscious was stopping me. We made our way out of the warehouse and into the sunlight. I was placed on my feet.

Wrong move for him. With a deep breath, I spun around and kicked him in the nuts. Cheap shot I know, but a girl has to do what a girl has to do. I began to run back towards the building, but I was caught from behind.

I spun on my attacker and ducked under his arms. I kicked out, but he caught my leg. I kicked my other leg, but he caught that one too. It was as if he knew my every move.

Only one person knew me that well. It was the one person I hated with a passion.

"Antoni!?!" I whispered in disbelief.

"We will talk later, right now we need to get out of here."

The guy I kicked, hopped in the car with us. Niyah and Taylor were placed in separate cars.

"No, I need to be with my sister. She is hurt-"

Before I could finish my statement, he decided to cut me off. "Look, we have to leave separately. That provides less of a chance for us to get caught. We will meet up with your sister later. Now sit back and buckle up."