Chasing Storm

18. Four Months

This chapter is going to have snippets of  Storm and Ace life in the span of 4 months (because there's no reason why it should be more than one chapter)so pay attention to the POV switch.

~ Ace ~

I slowly opened my eyes, squinting at the harsh light that was shining in my face. I tried to look around but I stopped when I felt a sharp pain crawling up my neck.

Where the fuck am I?

I tried to move but my hands were tied behind my back. I looked down seeing that my feet were also tied up, leaving me completely powerless.

"What the fuck?!" I groaned.

"Looks like he up boss." I hear to the left of me.

I shift my eyes to the left, trying to see who it was that was talking but it was no use.

"Ahh finally." I hear a voice muttered then heavy footsteps makings it's way towards me.

The light in front of me was so damn bright and I couldn't see anything. I tried to look around it but again it was no use.

"Shawn Serrano or whatever you go by now a days." The voice said.

"Who is that?" I questioned.

I heard a deep chuckle and then the sound of shuffling beside me.

"Oh me. Well I'm just some guy that's been trying to get ahold of you for some time now."

I frowned, "I need a name." I say.

"Aht Aht, I'll tell you my name when I feel like it but for now let's catch up." He says. We

"Catch up? I don't even fucking know you." I say.

"That's what you think but I promise you know exactly who I am."

"So why don't you enlighten me, tell me who you are."

"Like I said before, I'll tell you who I am when I feel like it." He said, I can tell he was enjoying this by the way he spoke.

"Ughhhhh let me the fuck out!" I yelled, trying to pull my arms apart.

How could I let this happen! I'm usually alway on high alert, I never have my guard down but this time I failed to see the danger that was right in front of me, fucking Cynthia. I'm going to kill her.

"Calm the fuck down." Another voice says.

"Suck my dick." I spit.

Someone started laughing like what I said was the funniest thing in the world.

"Your funny Shawn, real funny." The first guy said.

"Who are you? Was this a trap? Are you one of Angelo's men?" I asked.

"Angelo? Who the fuck is that?" The voice said.

"Angelo Bianchi."

"Oh no I work for myself." He replied.

"Then what the fuck do you want from me?!" I yelled.

I heard him sigh, "you know, your really starting to piss me off with all these questions."

"Fuck you!" I yell, struggling against the restraints.

"Put him to sleep." I hear the voice say then the sound of him getting up and walking away.

Someone gripped my right arm then felt a sharp pinch.

"What the fuck did you just give me." I yell.