Falling For The Bad Boy || Completed

Chapter 10

Rachel's P.O.V.

I didn't expect to be kidnapped by idiots. Yeah, they are big and buff and strong but they aren't very smart. The biggest guy, Max I think, had a small brain but it was bigger than the other dudes. Max had come up the whole plan of kidnapping me. The other guys were just minions I guess.
I hated that Max was torturing Chase over the phone, having his minions do thins to me to make me scream.
I wish that I could just tell Chase to not come after me, to stay away and take care of himself. I don't want him getting into this mess. It wasn't his responsibility. Although, boyfriends usually protect their girlfriends but I don't want him getting hurt.
I had my wrists tied together with a strong line of rope behind my back and my ankles and forearms were in some kind of handcuff thingy on the wall.
I looked out the window for the hundredth time and saw nothing there. I never did. The door slammed open and I looked to my right, fear in my eyes.
It was Max. He was the worst. He hit me the most. He was trying to break me. I tried to stay strong but I would whimper every once in a while.
I looked out the window again as he walked towards me and saw Chase, standing there.
I shook my head so he knew not to worry and to go home but he stood his ground.
I think Max saw Chase because he called Alex into the room.
Max ran outside and was behind Chase as Alex wrapped his hand around my throat. He was making me watch Chase. He was going to make me watch his death.
I winced every time Chase got punched and I cried out when he fell to the ground.
"Shut your mouth!" Alex yelled at me.
I watched in horror as they fought. Then Chase was able to give Max and punch to the face and a kick in the gut.
Max fell to the ground in agony and Chase looked up into the window.
My face was getting hot as my airway was slowly cut off.
Chase's face turned to horror instead of proud as he ran to the front door.
I could hear his footsteps on the concrete floor.
"Victor! Take care of him!" Alex yelled and I winced at what was going to happen to Chase.
Then I heard a gun shot.
"No!" I yelled but it was muffled by the gag.
"Alright sweetheart, Max told me to kill you of worse comes to worse. So, good luck," Alex said to me before wrapping both hands around my throat, squeezing tightly.
I gasp and try to get oxygen into my lungs but it doesn't work. My eyelids flutter closed as my eyes roll to the back of my head. I black out in the next few seconds.

CHASE'S P.O.V.

  I dodged Victor's punches and punched him in the face, knocking him to the ground. I grabbed the gun in his pocket and held it in front of me, slowly walking into the room where I saw Rachel. She was there but passed out as Alex continued to press against her throat.
"Alex!" I yell out and he looks towards me. "Let her go!"
"You going to shoot me?" He asks, pressing harder.
I honestly didn't know. I've never shot a gun before but I despised Alex and he was killing my girlfriend.
That's when I heard the sirens.
Alex looked at me confused.
"I forgot to mention that I called the cops didn't I?" I asked, giving him an 'Oops' look.
"You mother fu-" Alex starts but is cut off by the noise of a police officer speaking into a megaphone.
"Alexander Galilee! Come out with your hands on the air!"
He looks at Rachel's and then me with the gun still in my hand.
"I'm swear that I'll kill you!" He yells at me before running out the back door. I'm guessing there were police there too because he cursed again.
I drop the gun and run to Rachel, pulling her gag out and untiring her hands. I open the dumb cuffs against her.
"Baby, I'm here. Baby," I whisper as I pick her up into my arms.
I place an arm under her knees and the other on her back.
I walk out the front door and am greeted by by police officers.
"Are you okay sir? What happened?"
I explain the whole story, cuddling Rachel to my chest.
"Okay sir, well, take that young lady home, she seems to be okay. If she has any breathing issues in the next 24 hours, take her to a hospital."
"Thank you," I nod to the officer and slide Rachel into the passenger seat, buckling the seatbelt.
I drive us home and notice that my mom isn't home.
I quickly pick up Rachel and take her up to my room, laying her on my bed.
I put her gifts in my closet and tap her cheek lightly.
Her eyelids flutter.
"Rachel, baby, wake up for me," I whisper and she groans.
"Rache, c'mon sweetheart. Wake up for me," I tell her and she opens her eyes groggily.
"Hey," I whisper, grabbing her hand.
"Hi," she crooks out.
"Are you in pain?" I ask, kissing her hand.
She closes her eyes and cringes, nodding.
I kiss her forehead and get up, grabbing a bottle of Tylenol, giving her two pills and a cup of water.
"Thanks," she whispers, leaning against my pillow.
"I'm so sorry," I tell her, sitting besides her body.
"It's okay," she whispers.
"No. It's not. You were kidnapped and raped and I let it happen."
"No," she starts. "You were distracted and I was kidnapped. Completely different."
I feel my eyes getting watery. "I'm so sorry baby. I'm so sorry. I told you I'm not safe," I want to continue but she cuts me off.
"Stop blaming yourself! I want to be with you and I want you to be with me! Yeah, some bad things have happened but I'm fine, you're fine. We both are here with one another. I love you. It's not you're fault that this happen. So stop blaming yourself."
I nod my head. "Okay."
"Chase," she starts and I look at her, a tear sliding down my cheek.
"What?"
"I love you okay? You understand that?"
I nod my head and she brushes my tears away with her hand.
I lean down and press my palms to her cheeks. Her lips looked so loving right now. I longed to kiss her.
I leaned down and pressed my lips to hers just a tear fell from her eye. I brushed the tear away with my thumb and shared the passionate kiss with her, glad that she was in my arms once again.