Pistols and Petals - TH

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Explore.
He wants someone who wants to escape to explore the property.
I walk down a set of stairs and find myself in yet another hallway, except this one had more open doors.
As I walk down I see rooms that are library's, game rooms, and the last one on the end had noise coming from it.
I peek in and see a wrestling ring, where two guys were fighting. I watch as I lean against the door, one of them is really good, the other.. not so much.
The bad one took the good one down.
"Good job kid" he says standing up and highfiving the other.
The good one turned to me and I meet the familiar blue eyes.
He walks out of the ring and over to me.
"Like what you see" he smirks, sweat dripping from his forehead.
"You getting taken down by someone smaller than you? Yeah I really enjoyed it" I say.
"Jackson's 18, he's learning so I can't go too hard on him" he says.
"Yeah sure" I laugh. "How about you and I fight and see who wins"
"Darlin you don't want to get in that ring with me" he shakes his head.
"Oh but I do" I say and he laughs.
"Alright" he shrugs as we walk over.
"Get out kid I've got a girl to fight" haz says as we get in.
"Kick his ass" Jackson whispers as he passes me and I laugh.
Haz initiates the fight, reaching his arm out and wrapping it through mine and pulling me backwards, holding me tightly.
I let him have a minuet of restraint before smashing my head back into his, grabbing his arm and pulling him towards me as i get in position and do a hip throw.
His body slams to the ground and he winces.
"Oh shit!" Jackson hollers from the sidelines.
I crouch down over Harrison's body.
"No darlin I don't think you want to be in the ring with me"
He rolls his eyes and sits up.
"How'd you do that?" He asks.
"I may have taken a bit of martial arts" I shrug.
"By you managed to get abducted by only one man?" He asks and I glare at him.
"Shut up" I say and leave the ring.
*harrisons pov*
After getting myself showered and cleaned up I walk to toms office and knock on the door.
"Come in" I hear him call and walk in. He looks up to me, a smile growing on his face and a laugh coming out of his mouth.
"So you did get beat up by the girl" he laughs referring to the bruise on my face from her smashing her head back into me.
"What? Where'd you hear that?" I ask.
"Everyone heard about it" he says.
"I'm gunna kill Jackson" I say.
"Now.. I think I've got something" he says and I sit down. "You know she thought her dad was dead?"
"What the fuck" I say.
"I got footage from the school, he's been going there and walking through every day for two weeks before we got that information" he says.
"Mate, why do you care? Just dump the girl and get back to trying to find Amelia" I say. "Obviously we cant use her as bait, they don't seem to give a shit about her"
"I can't just let her leave when her dad is fuckin stalking her" he says looking at the footage.
"Since when do you care about keeping random people safe?" I ask.
"I'm not going to just let her go out there, get murdered or tortured just because of her sister. I don't give a shit about her but I'm not evil"
"Mhmm" I just nod along.
"Look, keep a close eye on her, I don't want her communicating with anyone outside of this house so go through her phone"
I nod, and he groans, swiping all the papers across the desk.
"I need a break, I'm going to the Gucci store or something" he says getting up and leaving the office.
Yup, typical tom.
*olivias pov*
I walk through the garden that has a little stone trail. There's Japanese cherry blossom trees lining the walk way, and the pink petals fell down with each gust of wind.
I feel almost relaxed for the first time since I was brought here.
I start walking back, and notice a few men walking round the house. I walk by to go inside, shooting them a quick smile but one puts his arm out, blocking the door.
"Where do you think you're going" he says.
"Umm inside?" I say raising my eyebrows at him wondering who the fuck he think he is.
"What's your name darlin?" He asks, moving his hand to my arm.
"Don't touch me" I say moving his hand off me.
"Your not the bosses type, which means your fair game" he smirks.
"In your fucking dreams" I scoff going to open the door and he grabs my wrist.
"Cmon sweetheart"
"Dean what do you think you're doing?" A voice asks and I look to the doorway to see tom, leaning against it.
"Uh sir this girl just showed up out of nowhere tying to go inside" the man says letting go of my wrist.
"Olivia is under our protection as of right now which means you guys will not hurt her, you will not touch her, if you as much as look at her the wrong way I will not hesitate to put a bullet in your fucking skulls. Understood?" He says with authority in his voice and the men shake their heads.
"Yes sir" they mutter.
"Good, now go make some fucking deals and stop wasting my time" he orders and the men disperse.
Toms attention turns to me.
"Good job on Harrison earlier" he says, referring to the bruise I left on the right side of his face. "He's the best trained fighter I know"
"Well not anymore" I joke, walking through the door.
"Hey" he walks by my side. "I went out today and got you a few things, you know since you don't really have much. I left it on your bed"
"Thank you" I smile and he nods before walking off to his office.
I go to my room and see a big black box on the bed. I open it up and my jaw drops.
Gucci? Balenciaga? Fendi?
I feel like a princess.
I go through the clothes and see tom actually has great taste. Everything was adorable.. and really expensive.