Chapter 17

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(POV GRAYSON)
The two guys were pointing at me with their guns. In front of me there was a smirking Darrell. I still had my gun pointed at him. "Shoot me if you want. But I just wanna make clear that you won't make it out alive from this parking lot if you do." Darrell said. I didn't say anything I just looked at him with a shaking hand that was holding the gun. I admit. I was terrified. These people could kill me any second. "Leave Nina alone." I said calm but angry. "You give me my money, I give you your g-" before he could finish his sentence I heard five shots being fired. I ducked down as soon I heard the first one because I thought it was one of the guys that tried to shoot me. I didn't feel anything so I didn't get shot. I looked up and saw the two guys laying on the ground and I saw blood on their bodies and the ground. Before I knew someone had grabbed me by my throat and held a gun against my head. It was Darrell. I looked in front of me and saw Ethan. What the fuck. Did he shoot the guys? "DROP YOUR GUN OR YOUR BROTHER DIES!" Darrell yelled at Ethan. Ethan was holding up his gun at Darrell. "Let go of my brother." Ethan said with a straight face. Darrell didn't move. "I repeat. Let go of my fucking brother, NOW!" Ethan walked up to us. Darrell now pointed at Ethan with his gun. "Take one more step." Darrell said in a warning tone. "Or fucking what?" Ethan said and took one more step. "Ethan don't." I said. "YOU LITERALLY JUST FUCKING KILLED MY FRIENDS. YOU THINK I WON'T PULL THE TRIGGER?!" Darrell yelled at Ethan. "Will you let go of my brother if I drop my gun?" Ethan asked. "We'll see." Darrell said. "YES OR NO. WILL YOU LET GO?!" Ethan yelled. "I'll let go just fucking drop your gun!" Ethan dropped his gun and held up his hands. "Now slide your gun over to me." Darrell then said. Ethan rolled his eyes and sighed but then slid his gun over to Darrell. Darrell slowly let go of me en grabbed Ethan's gun. "I'm giving you a week max for the money! If I don't have the money in 7 days. You won't ever see your girl again, understood?" Darrell said. I clenched my jaws. "Just don't fucking hurt her till I get you the money." I said. Darrell just laughed and stepped in his car. He drove off and left me and Ethan at the parking lot. "Let's get out of here before anyone sees us with these bodies here. Who the fuck is the girl he was talking about?" Ethan asked me while we walked to his car. I didn't answer I just sighed. He stopped walking and stopped me too. "Answer me. Who is the girl?" He asked again. I went through my hair with my hand. "It's Nina." I said and looked away. "What?!" Ethan said. "Are we talking about that loser from school?" He added. "Hey don't fucking call her that alright?" I said getting angry. "So we both just risked our lives for Nina?" Ethan said. I sighed again. "I know you don't like her but I can't let them hurt her. She's innocent. It's my fault they got her so I'm gonna get her out of this."

"I don't fucking care about Nina. Let her fucking die. There is no way we're getting 90K dollars in a week are you insane?"

"Ethan shut the fuck up. I'm not letting Nina die. Do you even hear yourself? You want to kill an innocent 17 year old girl. I'll find a way to get that money okay? Let's just go home now." Ethan sighed. "I can't fucking believe you right now. How are you my twin brother?" I just ignored what he said and I stepped in the car.

(POV NINA)
Nate left me in the room all alone. I felt gross and cold. I just wanted to take a fucking shower. I heard him talk on the phone from downstairs from the basement where Nate does his weird criminal business with the other guys.

"He did what?"
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"No fucking way."
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"I'm gonna kill that motherfucker!"
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"Alright I'll speak to you later. Bye."

My heart started beating faster. Who is he planning on killing? This whole situation felt so unreal. I never thought I'd be going through this and I fucking hate it. A few seconds later someone bursted into the room which gave me a heart attack. It was Nate obviously. He walked up to me and he was pissed. "You're boyfriend got two of my people killed! You're gonna fucking pay for that." I was so confused. Did Grayson kill people? "What the fuck does that have to do with me?! I didn't do shit why do I have to pay for something he did?!"

"Shut your fucking mouth!" He said. His head was red. It looked like he could explode any second which made me terrified. He grabbed me by my throat. I let out a scream. He squeezed my throat. I tried to gasp for air. "S-to-op!" I tried to say. I couldn't breathe at all. I hit his arm as a sign he had to let go but he didn't. I squeezed my eyes shut. He then finally let go and I gasped for air. I started coughing and looked at him. He then pulled my hair. "Don't ever hit me again you understand?" He said. I felt tears coming up. "Okay I w-won't." I said being scared. "Apologize!" He said and pulled my hair harder. "Ow, I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Let go of me please." I begged crying. He let go of my hair and pushed me back which made me hit the wall really hard. "Ow." I cried and crawled up into a ball. Nate left the room and closed the door. The only thing I did was cry the whole time. I searched for my phone in my pockets but I couldn't find it. He probably took it. I laid down and fell asleep.

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I opened my eyes slowly. At first I was confused because I didn't know where I was then I remembered. "Fucking hell." I mumbled. I had to pee really bad but I couldn't stand up because of the handcuffs. "HEY!" I yelled so someone would hear me. A few moments later a guy opened the door and walked in. He was pretty muscular and around 5'11 feet. He had dark brown curls, brown eyes, full lips and a not too big of a nose. "What?!" He said. "I-I have to pee." I said. "Then fucking pee what's the problem?" He said. Ugh he had a disgusting personality. "Well I can't pee when I'm fucking handcuffed." I said back and gave him an attitude. He walked up to me and grabbed my face with one hand which was pretty painful. His hands were fucking huge. "Don't give me an attitude like that alright? You'll regret it!" He said en let go of my face. He then released me from the handcuffs and grabbed my wrist. He pulled me with him to the bathroom aggressively. "Here pee." He said and pushed me in the direction of the toilet. "Can you leave the room please?" I asked him. "You should be happy I even let you pee in the bathroom. I'm not leaving the room. Just fucking pee already." He said. "Can you at least turn around?" I then asked. "Gosh you're annoying as fuck. Fucking pee now or I'm taking you back to the room. You little bitch." I sighed and just pulled down my pants. I tried to cover as much as i could with my shirt. This was the most awkward situation I've ever been in. I hated it.

When I was done I wiped and pulled up my pants again. I rolled my eyes and flushed the toilet. I walked over to the sink to wash my hands and dried them after. "You're taking too long hurry the fuck up." The guy said impatiently. I rolled my eyes again. "Don't roll your eyes at me!"

"I do whatever the fuck I want." I said. That was probably not the smartest move. He hit my cheek hard and grabbed me by my hair. "You're gonna obey me and if you don't obey me I'll fucking hurt you alright?"

"Let go of my fucking hair."

"Hey! You're not the one who's gonna give me orders. Don't talk back at me you little whore."

"Let go of my hair."

"What did I just tell you!" He pushed me back which made me fall onto the ground. I hit my elbow on the toilet seat. "Ow." I said softly. He bent over and grabbed me by my throat and then punched me on my cheekbone. "Ow!" I shouted. That was fucking painful. I felt blood drip down from my under eye. "Get up!" He said. He pulled me up by my arm and brought me back to the room. He pushed me on the bed and handcuffed me again. "Hope you learned from this." He warned me. He then left the room and I started crying again. I felt my eye swell up. I was in so much pain I need Grayson to save me already. I pulled up my knees en rested my head on them. Or I need to escape myself...
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