From Once To Always | ✓completed

twenty-two

Macy's Pov-

I strained against the zip-ties, blood dripping over the almost translucent plastic, red on white. My nose filled with the musty scent of the bag that was loosely put over my head. It's not like I could use my hands to move it anyways. In the almost blackness, my eyes strained to see some sign of what was to come.

From the cold metal beneath my body, the shifting motions from right to left and the revving of the engine, I knew I was in transit and had been for some time. Surely someone was looking for me, the police, the gang... Bailey...

I shake my head. I honestly have no clue if anyone's coming for me. I have to find a way out of this myself, I'm a gang leader dammit. Bailey for sure wouldn't come. Especially after I kissed him. He probably hates me now. I need to forget about him, as much as I can, even though it's quite hard.

All I remember was that after Bailey kissed me, I mean, I kissed him, um well, yeah, you know. Back to the point, after Bailey and I kissed multiple times, I told him I had to go. He didn't stop me and I was getting mad at myself for being so stupid.

I got into my car and drove away with tears in my eyes. I just had to ruin the moment, like I always do. I was slowly speeding up without realizing it, my hands clenched around the steering wheel. That was when a black van drove from the other side of the road to my side right in front of me, making me hit them. That was also when my head hit the wheel and I blacked out.

Then, here I am now.

I start to look around and then I stop remembering I have a fucking bag on my head. Since when did I become so stupid? I let out a low, frustrated growl as I try to get out of the zip-ties.

"Now, now princess. You don't want to cut your hand off before we get there," an unknown voice calls from across from me.

"Who are you, where are we going, and what the fuck do you want," I ask, my voice lethal.

"Let's just say, It's nice to see you again. It's been awhile, sister."

I freeze. Last time I checked, I didn't have another brother. Only Axel. "I'm not your sister. You've got the wrong person."

"You see, Mason, that's where you're wrong. Let's just say, dad's been busy since he left you. It's been, what? Around 10 years by now? It would've stayed that way but recently we've heard some things about you. He wants you to join his gang. And when I say that, I mean that you don't really have a choice."

"Why the fuck would I join another gang, I have my own," I spit back. My gang is the most powerful for a reason. Before he could respond, the car pulled to a stop and I was harshly torn from the vehicle and onto the natural ground. I'm guessing we're somewhere in the woods because it smells so earthy.

I rough hand grabs my elbow and yanks me forward until the floor below changes into something more solid. Knowing that I am now inside a house of some sort, I didn't question it when I was pulled viciously around corners and down hallways. I even felt us go down some steps. How many? I lost count after the first flight. I would've tried harder to keep track but I swear the guy that was leading me took me on a blind house tour before taking me to where I was supposed to be.

When I finally got to the place where I apparently was going to stay, my zip ties were cut. I immediately throw a punch out and successfully knock someone in the jaw. I soon realized that I wasn't just around that one guy when my hands were roughly grabbed and they wrapped a heavy, metal chain around them before connecting me to the wall. Before I knew it, I was chained up like a fucking dog. Little do they know, I bite like one too.

The bag was ripped off of my head and my hair went flying everywhere, causing me to blow a strand out of my face. I quirked an eyebrow at the guy in front of me. The guy who called brother. Asshole.

He had golden hair and blue eyes. Piercing blue eyes. I have stared into those eyes before. Then it all crashed down upon my shoulders. He really is my brother. This had to be with a different woman other than my mother obviously, but my father's eyes are not something I would forget.

I squint my eyes and take a step back towards the wall. "I don't believe we've met in person. I'm Aiden," he smirks and holds out a hand.

I gritted my teeth and ignored his hand. "You're a fucking asshole," I spit out with venom.

"You know, that's not very nice. You're not supposed to be rude, weren't you raised better than that?" He grabs a knife, probably out of his pocket. He walks closer up to me as I take a step back every time he takes one forward. My back eventually hit a wall and I had nowhere to go. He smirked and kept walking until he was uncomfortably close. At this point, I went with my reflexes and brought my knee upright between his legs. He crouched down immediately and just when I thought I was victorious, he dragged me down with him.

"That wasn't very nice either," he says before taking the knife and stabbing it into one of my thighs. I grit my teeth and shut my eyes taking deep breaths as I sit on the cold cement floor. Nothing I haven't been through before. Once I calmed down, I looked him dead in the eye and spit directly into his face. Bring it on. He seems to get the memo as he rips the knife out of my leg and directly into my other one. This is going to be a long night if he just keeps stabbing me. Doesn't he know that I'm used to the pain? That I welcome it?

"You think you can hurt me," I question him. "Go ahead and try." 

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