Abused and Broken

6

I walked into the store, there were a few men. Three to be exact.

Eyes landed on me as I walked through the isles.

I planned on paying, of course. That was until something on the tv flashed.

"More bodies found near Fifth Avenue. Fingerprints of Lauren Jauregui and Y/N Y/L/N found on the bodies. FBI have identified the bodies as 30 year old Tyrone Griffin, and 33 year old Matthew Hussey." I kept my head down as I grabbed the things we needed.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" A masculine voice asked.

"My Owner told me to grab the stuff and meet him in the car." I lied right through my teeth, my eyes still aimed on the floor.

"Bullshit, I saw you ride in here on a motorcycle. What kind of shit are you-" he pulled my hoodie off of my head.

"You're that Y/N girl." I quickly got him in a headlock, choking the man out.

He passed out and I grabbed his wallet, taking his money before looking around.

"Shit shit shit." I thought of my options.

One only having a good outcome.

I grabbed my knife, quickly killing the remaining men and left with the things we needed.

I quickly drove to where Lauren said they'd set up camp, to find nothing.

"Fuck." I looked around for any trace of them.

I found Lauren's necklace laying on the ground.

She left this here?

I looked around and found her bracelet posting in a curtain direction.

I picked it up and got back on my bike, driving in that direction.

My hands gripped the bike's handle until they turned white.

If anything happens to them...

My jaw was clenched as I drove, but it quickly relaxed the moment I saw the car.

I parked and searched the vehicle.

It was empty, most likely abandoned.

I saw a piece of paper kept in place by the windshield wiper.

I grabbed it, finding Lauren's handwriting.

"Y/N, if you find this we're in hiding. Go in the direction the sun sets and find the place where the moon meets the water. There look for a fire. You'll find us there." I hopped on my bike, going west.

After a few minutes of driving I realized what she meant about the water.

There was the beach of Miami.

I hopped off the motorcycle and began to walk.

"You're smarter than you look." The familiar voice of Lauren filled my ears.

I turned around to find her and the girls sitting next to a fire.

"Lauren!" I ran to her, jumping into the taller woman's arms.

"I was so scared! I was almost found out and I had to kill some people and-" Lauren's lips found mine and I immediately relaxed.

A hum left my lips and she smiled, gently pulling away.

"Relax, baby. We're safe now." I nodded and let out a sigh as I brought the bags of the things I stole.

I went over to the girls to find an unfamiliar woman.