Killin And Chillin (h20vanoss)

Chapter 9

Delirious pov:

The van pulled to a stop and the door slid open. One grabbed my arms and swung me over their shoulder. I hated this. I couldn't use any of my skills to escape. All I could do was wiggle and be annoying.

He opened a metal door and walked in. He got more tense the farther we went and finally yelled in frustration.

"If you don't stop I will end you!" The guy growled and tightened his grip. I kicked my taped together feet against him back and pushed off using my hands to push off his shoulder. I dropped to the ground and I desperately wiggled away trying to stand on my own two feet. The gang of men just stared at me.

"We can't end him the boss wants him and we know why. He's a fighter yes, but also feisty." The man smirked and raised an eyebrow. Disgusting.

I covered myself against a wall and shuffled my way up so I stood up. Next I raised my hands above my head and swung them down smashing into my stomach. The duck tape broke after a few tries and I quickly tour off the remaining on my feet and ripped off the tape displayed on my mouth.

"I hate being ties up. Now I won't ask again, who's your boss? What do you want from me? Can I go home?" I snapped questions in their face and they only smiled.

"Cuts kid, but the boss isn't but for questions so let's go." He waved his hand for me to follow but I growled. Crossing my arms over my chest and leaning against the wall like a pouting child was one of my unique skills to annoy someone.

"Not happening." I snapped. The man groaned and walk ed over to me. I held my fists up against my temple, shifted my weight forward, and lightly jumped up and down. It was one way of fighting.

"Just come with us and maybe if you don't keep the boss waiting you could go home." The man suggested. I stopped the pouncing and lowered my hands. All eyes were on me and I nodded slightly, my guard still up like always.

We entered many rooms that let to more and we finally entered a room with a metal desk and a buff man with black hair, tan skin, and he looked Canadian.

"Well isn't it the Denis son himself!" He greeted. He looked so familiar. Canadian, black hair, tan skin. Evan. I looked around and saw posters of the Fong company hanging up.

"Well it isn't a delight to see you Mr. Fong." I growled. He smiled, it looked so much like Evan.

"Well I suppose you know why your here now that you see the posters and who I look like." He grinned. I nodded my head and looked around me. I was surrounded. Tall men who were strong circled around me. Did they think I was dangerous?

"Let me guess, Evan and Tyler are working for you to capture me so I can't kill the principal?" I made my voice sound bored and full of sarcasm to throw off their guard.

"Yea, hey why don't you guys chain him up and wait till my son comes home." He smiled to the men. Not even a second after two big hands were placed on my arms and I felt force on my back. Without hesitation I struggled.

"Why me? Let me go! Evan won't like this and you know it!" I screamed at Mr. Fong. He chuckled and closed his door. I felt my pressure point in the back of my neck being pushed on. My nerves cramped up and I flinched in pain.

We entered a concrete room, it was bars for a small window, a iron cage in the corner, chains hanging from the ceiling, and a toilet with a sink in the other corner. Great.

They slammed my against the wall and put thick cuffs around my ankles and wrists. They connected to the ground and wall great. I struggled against the chains but it wasn't very useful. I sat on the ground and wrapped my arms around my knees and rocked back and forth. Guess I I just have to wait.

Time skip to Evan pov:

I looked at the metal building. According to my phone this was our hide out and potentially my dad needed me here. Knocking in a secret code the door opened to one of our guards.

"Afternoon Evan your father has a surprise. It's feisty by the way." He winked at me and I rolled my eyes. Dad being dad caught someone. I entered a room and froze. My blood went cold and my nerves tensed. I saw Delirious chained to the ground with cuts on his arms.

"Delirious?" I called his name and he looked up. I looked into his icy blue eyes and felt guilt flood over me. I dropped me bag and slid to his aid.

"Evan stop." I heard an all to familiar voice. I turned and saw my dad holding a gun by his side. I couldn't disobey so I stood up slowly and joined his side. I saw del glare at me and focus on my gun in my dad's hand.

"What the hell dad! He's my best friend why is he chained up?" I shouted. His face stayed calm and expressionless. I hated it when he did that.

"You really don't know?" He asked raising an eyebrow. I looked at Delirious then him and back.

"Don't know what?" I snapped. I saw a vein pop out of delirious neck and he struggled against the chains.

"Your friend here is the Denis boy, he is Jonathan Denis. The one who was going to kill the principal along with his buddy. Luke Patterson."