HEY GUYS!
I am so sorry ive been AWOL For so long! I was busy all summer then bombarded with a heapload of homework bla bla bla... Anyways, ENJOY!
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(Dylan’s P.O.V)
I watched as she walked down the street, her ass swaying in the sexy way it always had. I knew I probably should’ve walked her home or something since it looked like it was going to rain.
“Emily! Its going to rain, want a ride?” I offered. She shook her head, not turning around and I shrugged. Turning around I jogged back to my car and drove back to the warehouse we just ran away from. My uncle’s warehouse.
Pushing the door open I walked in confidently and was greeted by various men lingering around. Climbing 2 flights of stairs I knocked on my uncle’s office door, pushing it open and sitting down.
“Dylan, Nice to see you again my son.” He smiled at me and I frowned slightly
“You’re not my father, don’t call me son.”
“But you are like a son to me so I shall call you my son.” He said firmly. I rolled my eyes ignoring him
“Have you been to see the boy?” Sansotta asked.
“No, has he eaten anything?” I asked. I hate him but I hardly want him to die of starvation...
“Yes, we gave him a sandwich” Sansotta waved it off “I am thinking it is time to talk to him you agree?”
“I guess so. When are we going to release him?”
“Once he makes his little girlfriend agree to our terms.”
Trent’s POV
I leaned against the wall, curled up in a tight ball. About an hour ago they passed a sandwich through the door but I didn’t dare eat it. God knows what these people are trying to do to me! I've been here for a while now and judging by the darkness outside the barred window, it is clearly night time.
I eyed the sandwich carefully. I was starving but I didn’t want to be poisoned or something. As I was backing away from the sandwich the door opened and the guy that put me in here walked in.
“Listen boy, we can do this the easy way or the hard way. Get up.” He growled in a raspy voice. I stood slowly, dusting off my clothes. I felt weak but I didn’t dare let it show. The guy stepped towards me, pulling my hands behind my back and pushing me out the door. He lead me (well, dragged me) up a flight of stairs into a large empty room with a chair in the middle. He sat me down, tying me to the chair. Then he left.
I sat there for what felt like 10 minutes till I saw the door open and Mr Sansotta entered the room, followed by a younger guy, who looked startlingly familiar.
“Trenton James Matthews. It is, how you say, Nice... to see you again.” Sansotta smiled in a thick Italian accent I hadn’t noticed before. I eyed the guy standing next to him.
“Ah, do you recognise my nephew? Son, introduce yourself.” Sansotta ordered
“What’s up Trent? Its Dylan, Remember me?” I gasped and he grinned
“You... Emily’s ex boyfriend?” I shook my head incredulously.
“And her future boyfriend too” Dylan smirked
“What?” I asked and Dylan walked closer, leaning down in my face
“You stole her from me and I intend to get her back... with your help of course. I can’t wait to get my hands back on her sexy body; I missed it so much...” Dylan smirked. I spat in his face and it landed on his cheek
YOU ARE READING
I REFUSE To Give Up
JugendliteraturEmily-May Francis is ready to rock! With a new face appearing with a tempting record deal for her and Trent, Can she trust him? Or should she stick to what she knows?
