One Smile

17: A Flesh Wound

Jake POV

"Kyle I need your help." I quickly stand up.

"What is happening? Why was Sam crying? Talk Jake," Ethan yells.

"Fuck, I don't know what to do," I mumble while pulling at my hair.

"It is Brandon isn't it. Sam is in trouble isn't she," Naomi whispers.

I just look at her and nod. I don't know how much she knows but I know it is not everything.

"Are you telling me that those messages were to Sam? Shit." Kyle mumbles.

Ethan looks like he is going to explode and I get a notification that Sam shared her location with me.

"I have her location Kyle," I yell. I can't believe she did not tell me. What was she thinking? Why would she not tell me? Is she okay?

"I will make some calls," Kyle says. Before he leaves my phone rings. It is my dad.

Dad Sam-

Listen to me. I talked to Sam, I just got off the phone with her. She is with Brandon. I think he was listening so she tried to hint at what is happening.

"Give the phone to me now," Kyle demands.

I glare at his tone and shove the phone in his hands. He takes it off speaker and leaves the room. I go to follow them but Ethan grabs me by the shirt.

"Tell me what is happening right now Jake or I swear I will kill you," Ethan growls.

I shove him off hard.

"Now is not the time for your shit Ethan. Sam is in trouble and you're wasting time. Get the fuck away from me and let me go to Kyle," I yell.

He goes to say something but Ben holds him back and gestures with his head to leave. I quickly run after Kyle.

"I will get everyone ready. You don't have to pay me, Sam is a close friend of mine," I hear Kyle explain before he hangs up.

"What is happening? This is crazy," I yell at him.

"We are going to go get Sam. My men are on their way here," Kyle says.

"I am coming with," I insist.

"No. You are not trained and I will not piss off your father," Kyle throws back.

"I don't care about my father. She gave me her location. I am going with or without you. I can shoot and fight fine," I yell.

"Ah, so daddy trained you in case shit hit the fan. Smart man. Fine, you can come. No one else. I will not put my men at risk," and then he walks away. "Well don't just stand there, let's go," Kyle yells.

I quickly follow him to the living room where he grabs Ellie's face and kisses her.

"I will be back baby, go to the house please and have the doctors ready. I don't know how Sam is and I don't know if any men will get hurt," Kyle tells her.

"Of course. Please bring her back Kyle," Ellie pleads.

"I am going with you," Ethan huffs.

"No," is all Kyle says. He walks to a closet and unlocks the door. He pulls out two guns and gives me one. I cock it and examine it and he nods his head at me.

"What the fuck is happening. Call the police," Ethan yells.

"No, he will just get away again. It is a long story," Kyle mumbles.

There's a knock at the door and Kyle rushes to it. He opens it up and a bunch of big men walk in.

"Boss. We are ready to go," one responds.