Fifty Shades of Malik.

Darkness.

"Wake up!" I heard someone yell, feeling a tingling sensation on my face.

I slowly opened my eyes to see I was in the back of a van. I looked around slowly and Lilah was passed out on the other side. I also noticed Bradley sitting with us.

Bradley smirked. "Well, hello."

I scoffed. "Where are we?"

Bradley laughed. "We're going to see Quinn."

I rolled my eyes. "Do you think I'm retarded? I know who we're going to see, but where are we?"

Bradley shook his head. "You'll see."

I sighed. "So, why am I being kidnapped?"

"You know why you're being kidnapped!" Bradley yelled.

"Well, at least Quinn was smart enough to send a giant goon with you. It's pretty sad you couldn't take me out." I laughed, trying to shake out of the rope keeping my arms tied together.

Bradley looked angry and slapped me. It started to sting and I hissed. "What? Mad that I know you're a bitch-boy? You do all of Quinn's dirty work, but do you realize how much she really doesn't care for you? You could die right now and she would shrug her shoulders and move on."

Bradley made a fist and brung it right across my jaw. I groaned and spit my blood in a corner. "Like I said, bitch-boy."

Bradley threw a tantrum. "I'm not sitting back here any longer, Rob. I'll fucking kill her myself! Fuck bringing her back alive!"

I smirked. "You can't kill me? So, I can mess with you all I want?"

Bradley glared at me. "You really a testing the waters, bitch!"

I laughed. "What waters? I'm not scared of you, Bradley. Yes, you can knock me out, tie me up, kidnap me. Wait! You didn't, 'cause you couldn't!"

Bradley punched me twice and my head flew back. "I'm getting up front!"

The goon laughed. "Bradley, put her out. Correctly!"

Bradley mumbled under his breath and pulled a cloth out from his pocket, then brung out a bottle of chloroform and poured it on the cloth. I started squirming and Bradley came over to me. "Goodnight, bitch."

I tried to kick him and went back, but he also fell back. The cloth was still in his hand, but the bottle flew up and spilled all over Bradley. He started passing out from the burst of fumes and I couldn't help but laugh.

The goon cursed under his breath. "Fucking, Bradley. He can't do shit!"

I laughed again and the goon shook his head. "Shut up! We're almost there!"

My stomach started grumbling and I felt excruciating pain come behind it. "Ow!"

The goon looked back. "What's going on?!"

I laid down and wrapped my arms around my stomach, rocking back and forth. "My stomach. I think I'm really hungry."

The goon coughed. "We'll be there shortly."

I tried to stop the pain and decided to wake up Lilah. I moved over toward her and shook her with my shoulder. "Lilah!" I whispered-yelled.

She moved, so I did it again. "Lilah, wake up!"

I saw her eyes pop open and I covered her mouth quickly with my shoulder., so she didn't scream loudly. I tried to lowly quiet her down, it eventually worked.

"We're being kidnapped. You will not be hurt while you are with me, I'll get us out of this." I said lowly.

Lilah nodded and started crying. "I want my dad."