The Mobster's Princess [Tom Holland x Reader]

VIII

You shot your eyes open, a horrendous headache immediately following after. You were sitting on a stone cold ground. You pulled your arms, which were a little spread out from your sides to feel they were chained, so you couldn't even bring them to your lap, much less your sides.

You groaned in pain, your headache throbbed, but only a moment after you'd made noise the door opened, revealing a seemingly blinding light, as the room was completely dark before hand.

"She's awake, miss." Someone said, and then you heard heels click against the floor and get closer to you.

"So this is the princess. Not very royalty like if you ask me." She said as she crossed her arms. She wore black ripped jeans and a black tank top- her skin was dark and her hair was very curly, she was also quite tall. She sneered as she looked down at you. You shrugged, honestly loosing all hope. "Sorry lady, you caught me at a bad time, try coming again later and maybe I'll look more princess like." You said with a smile, one that slightly pained your head.

A harsh slap was directed at your face and your head jerked to the side at the sudden force. "Don't you dare. I don't want any attitude from you." She growled as she pointed a finger at you. She stood up straight and turned around. "Interrogate her. Use any means necissary but I want her alive." She said as she then stormed out of the room.

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Tom was desprate, he couldn't rest. He didn't want to rest, he wanted to find answers. "Tom." Haz said nearly busting down the door, making Tom's head shoot up from where it was in his hands. "We may have a lead, one of the guys followed the car back to the location where Y/N was taken, but to be safe they cut off contact for now." He said and Tom stood up, careful not to use his injured shoulder from the previous day. "Did he say where? Or any identities on who broke in?" Tom asked but Haz shook his head. Tom slowly sat back down.

"And the new location?" Tom asked as he looked down at his desk, the contract for your kidnapping in front of him, pictures of you were laid across his desk. "Nearly moved in, but it'll be smaller than here." Haz informed. "That's fine. Just as long as we don't get attacked again." Tom said, without looking up at Haz.

"We'll find her Tom." Haz reassuringly said and Tom looked up, "And we're going to kill whoever took her from me." Tom said, balling his fists up until his knuckles were white.

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If they hadn't stopped torturing you, you didn't know how much longer you could have held on. It almost felt like you were bleeding out of every pore of your body. You'd never been in so much pain in your life. If you had the option to just curl up in a ball into the ground and die immediately, you'd take it then and there.

You were not going to last much longer, even if they weren't "interrogating" you. It felt as if every inch of your being was aching. You wanted to just drift off into a deep sleep, but you didn't know if you'd wake up again.

A red, and slow flashing light was coming through the slit of the door. Was it an alarm light? Why couldn't you hear if it was an alarm? This cell wasn't like the other one, as the other one you couldn't hear anything on the outside. This one you could hear someone coming up to your cell from a hall away.

Of which now you could hear, hurried footsteps- multiple pairs of footsteps approaching your cell. The door bust wide open, you had a sliver of hope it was Tom, or even Haz. But it was the lady and one of her henchmen. "Grab her, take her to the car." She ordered. The chains on your wrists were cut by bolt cutters, so you had cuffs and some dangling chains on your wrists. You were grabbed and thrown over the man's shoulder as he then followed the evil woman out of the room and down various halls all of which you paid no mind to as your ravaging headache was too painful to ignore.

Then, you swore you heard a shot, and just as you did the man fell with an agonizing scream, making you tumble to the ground. You looked up to see Tom, pistol aimed up, his hair was messy, eyes were bloodshot, as if he hadn't slept. The top part of his black button up shirt was undone.

You suddenly felt your hair being grabbed and you were pulled up by your hair. A knife was now being held to your throat. The pain from your head was becoming unbearable. Tears streamed down your face from the pain.

"Let her go, Zendaya." He growled and she smirked. "Not a chance Tom. I want the ransome for her, and that's what's going to happen. So either you give it to me now, or I'll take her with me, and collect another ransome."  She said as she took one step backwards with you in hand.

"My men are tearing this building apart piece by piece. Your entire livelyhood is being destroyed. Let her go before I have to end you too." Tom said, the pistol still aimed upwards, making you anxious as you didn't exactly want to get shot.

Just then a large explosion erupted, practically making the whole building shake. The woman who was holding you- Zendaya, faultered for a moment. You took the opportunity to elbow her harshly in the stomach, making her drop the knife. You quickly grabbed it and turned around. Holding the knife towards her but from a distance so if she even moved a muscle, you'd have enough time to jab at her.

Zendaya raised her hands. "Not as stupid as I thought." She snarkily remarked. But the building rumbled again before you could even say a word, and a piece of the ceiling between you and Zendaya fell, making you jump backwards. You felt yourself being grabbed again and you began to squirm, panic filling your chest once more. "Hey. Hey!" It was Tom.

You'd forgotten he had been behind you when you'd turned around onto Zendaya.

"It's okay, you're safe now." He said as you turned around after dropping the knife. You immediately hugged Tom, and he hesitated as he hadn't expected this from you. He then wrapped his arms around you tightly.

"Lets get you out of here."