Wait (Lashton)

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They were on their way to the location from the tracker, Ashton felt different. Weird if anything, he didn't know why he felt different for this mission. All he wanted to do was go back home with Luke. That's all he ever wants to do in life. No matter what.

"You guys know what to do. Nothing new nothing different. You ready?" Ashton's dad asked as they all nodded. They exited the van, barging into the old wooden cabin carefully.

Again, there was nothing there, but making sure all the rooms were clear, Ashton set off a trip wire that was low to the ground. Smoke started coming out the walls and filling the room. Everyone started coughing, it was hard to see with the thick smoke covering everywhere.

Flash bang grenades were thrown into the room making everyone fall to their knees at the suddenly sound. Swarms of men came into the room blocking every exit wearing gas masks. Everyone started to feel dizzy, the room was spinning, then everything went dark.

Meanwhile, Victor scrapped up some more men and he's been working with them for the past months, plotting his revenge to the last detail, making sure everything was perfect and no one was to get in the way.

When him and his men came in the smoke filled room, the sight of them so helpless and not fighting back was almost boring to him, but he proudly smirked when seeing his plan is now moving forward, he has the upper hand now.

While they were all out cold, they started tying them to chairs all in a line next to each other, now all they had to do was wait for them to wake up. They would sit and wait there all night if that's what it took.

They were knocked out until the sun started to rise the next day, but still, Victor and his men sat and waited until each one of them woke up.

Of course, Ashton would be the last one to wake up, the rest of them kept struggling to break free, to do something. They've never felt so helpless before in their lives, it's weird. Soon, Ashton's head began to move and he woke up.

"Let the party begin." He laughed evilly. "You know, it's such a shame you didn't have Luke, I would've loved to have my fun with him. Tell me Ashton, how is he? I'm sure he's very good in bed, what a tight little ass of his. You're a lucky man." He mocked, smirking at how he got under Ashton's skin when he talking about Luke like that. Watching him trying to break free from the rope that held his wrists and ankles back.

"Don't you fucking talk about him like that." He threatened. "Or what? What're you gonna do? If I am correct, I am the one who isn't tied up. So I get to do what I want. You can't do shit and I know how much that bothers you."

"I wonder how long it'll take them to break free over at your house. Surely, Ricky and his dad can't hold them off long enough for Luke to run."

"What makes you think they'll listen to you?" Ashton's dad butted in. "Well, seeing as they listened to me this far and after all, Mason is my son and Shawn is my nephew. When I tell you he was mad when you killed his dad, he was finally on board with us. At first, he wanted nothing to do with it, then, you Ashton, killed his dad, he was more than angry to have his revenge."

"Enough talking. Let's have our fun. I think...we should let you get a taste of what you've been doing to my son and my nephew. If you thought we only had a tracker in that stupid little basement of yours, you're so mistaken." He chucked then suddenly swung his fist across Ashton's face.

Everything they did to Mason and Shawn, Victor and his guys did to them. Every one of them.

Soon, Victor held a knife in his hand. "You're not the only one who knows that trick." He started while pressing the tip of the knife directly on his arm. "You cut just right and you're fine." He started dragging the knife down his arm. "But...go to deep and you die." He put more pressure as the knife sliced his arm.