Hostage by the rival

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  Regaining consciousness, i looked at my surroundings and saw them to be unfamiliar. Trying to touch my head i realized that i have been restraint to a chair by my hands and legs. A muffled scream came from my lips, i began to thrash around in the chair to try and break myself free, that is until i heard the same heavy footsteps come near as the sound got louder. A lock had licked and then a creak came as a door had opened, revealing a tall, and dark shadowy figure. Lights flickered on and my eyes adjusted to see the 5 foot 5" light brown haired man. 

  Staring me down he pulled out a chair and sat in front of me. He reached behind himself and pulled out a gun, only for me to realize it was my gun. I thrashed some more until he took hold of me and placed the barrel under my chin and said "shh now. Behave and this will be a lot easier for you" i calmed a bit as our eyes connected. He set my gun down on his lap and then turned his back to me "Colson! She's up!" my breath stopped, and my heart ran a million miles when he had said that name. Soon enough the 6 foot 4" Colson Baker walked in, gun visibly showing in the waistband of his jeans. 

  "Thanks Rook" he plainly said, sitting down on the chair that Rook had been in. As Colson sat down, i watched as Rook stood by the door, placing my gun in his waistband and looking straight ahead. "Ahem" Colson said while clearing his throat, his hand reaching the material that prevented me from saying anything; grabbing at the material and roughly taking it away from my mouth. "From the reaction you made when i had entered, i bet you know who i am" he said, i looked away daring to not make any eye contact with the gang leader in front of me. Forcefully he grabbed my chin and made me look at him, "you will look at me when i talk to you" he said and forcefully let me go. 

  Turning to Rook he snapped his finger and pointed at my gun, to which Rook had handed it to him. "Nice gun" he said while expecting my chrome nine mil. and tracing the engraving on it "seems like big brother loves you so much to get you your own form of protection" he said, i tensed when he mentioned my brother. Watching as i had gotten tense, he began to smirk; "listen Princess, you'll only be here until your brother either gives back or pays for what he's taken from me; And you will help me get it back" he said i scoffed and said "i would NEVER help you Baker. I would NEVER help anyone from a rival gang" i said and looked away, i soon felt the back of my head being grabbed and felt the cold metal of a barrel of a gun being pressed under my chin "You know i can always shoot you and find another way to get what i want" he said, i took a breath and stared up at him, our eyes connecting. 

  "Go ahead and do it. Just know my brother will kill you for murdering me" i said while not breaking eye contact; he smirked and let go of my head putting away his gun and just stood there in the room. He soon pulled out a knife and flipped it open; dragging the blade against my cheek, causing me to whimper as blood trickled down the cut. Rook stood still as his mouth gaped open "Colson you said we weren't gonna hurt her, just scare her into helping you" he said. Putting away the knife, Colson turned to Rook, giving a chuckle "sometimes you gotta hurt em to scare em" he said in a matter of fact tone. Rook turned to me and watched as the blood dripped down my neck and then turned to a now gone Colson; walking to me he pulled out a bandana and began to wipe the blood away, not daring to make eye contact with me. 

  "He's serious about getting back what he wants" Rook said breaking the silence "What part do i have in it? I didn't do shit or take shit from him" i responded, he sighed and sat in front of me. "No you didn't, but your brother did and he's really pissed about it. He set up everything, from acting like he wanted to make a deal with your brother, all the way to kidnapping you and holding you as a hostage" he said, i nod my head and then looked at the door where Colson stood, rope and camera in hand. I gulped as he got closer, taking off the tape that bounded me to the chair one by one and replacing it with rope. 

  He placed the camera in front of me and started to record "Hello Ivan, as you probably now have noticed, it was a setup. You have what's mine and i have what's yours" he said as he went out of the way to show me. He walked towards me and grabbed the back of my head along with my hair and pulled back causing me to whimper, he pulled out his knife again and pressed the cold metal to my neck "Now, if you want poor baby sis to be alive and well, i'd suggest you give me what i want and meet up at the warehouse where you took it from. If you refuse to give me what i want, baby sis WILL get hurt" he said, he moved the blade to my chin and dragged it along my jawline, causing me to give off a scream of pain. 

  "This is just one of many many many things i can do to her. Hurry fast if you want her to live" he said and went to the camera and stopped recording. Putting away the knife and camera, he gave a smirk to me and went to Rook; "clean her up and put her where the hostages always go" he said and walked out of the room and disappeared. 

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hey guys!!! i hoped you liked this chapter and vote to see the next chapter and sorry ive been busy and havent written any stories in a while, but im trying. 

lotta love,

Selena