The Mafia Dice Game 2

Chapter 12

Bayliy silently followed the guy to a red container. He opened the door to revile about a dozen girls all huddled together, fear and sadness in their eyes.

They all looked different, giving Bayily a small indication of who they where before this, before getting kidnapped. They look so innocent and young, however everyone looked innocent compared to Bayliy.

A few of them wore jeans with t-shirts, maybe they were college or high school students when they got taken. A few had short fancy dresses and what seemed to be done up hair and makeup, they might of been taken from a club.

"Get in and shut the fuck up" the guy ordered. Anger flared in Bayliy, he grabbed his right arm and twisted it with her right hand, then used her left arm to put him in a choke hold. "Don't fucking forget who the fuck you're talking to. I could end you right here right now and no one would give a fuck" she threatened in his ear.

The guy held fear in his eyes and his face mirrored shock. "I- I'm s-so-sorry Miss Lean" he stuttered out, "the names Brooklyn West you dumb ass" she growled before letting go of him with a force that pushed him forward.

She didn't look his way again as she joined the other girls. He instantly closed the door once she was settled in."Don't worry I'm going to get you all out of here soon" she said to them, "really?"one of the girls asked hopeful. "Soon" Bayliy repeated, "who are you?" Another girl asked.

A small smirk spread on her lips before she replied, "Brooklyn West for now" she said with a wink. They quietened down as they heard footsteps and voices approach.

Bayliy had ruffled her hair and smudged her makeup. She noticed the other girls cower back in fear as the door was opened. The door was opened to revile a few men, one of them was Austin.

He stood with his hands in his pockets scanning each and everyone of their faces and nodding. "They look good" he said before walking away from the door. "Get them out and load them up" he ordered, "Let's go" Another man barked standing at the doorway.

The girls scurried to get up and in a single file walked out with thier heads down. Bayliy joined and glanced at Austin as she exited, she saw him handing the guy a briefcase of money. "Get in" the guard said holding the door to a black van open for them.

"Let's get out of here" Austin shouted as he too walked to a black bugatti and got in driving off. The drive to Bayliy's old house was not far but it was enough time for her to get her emotions in check. She felt imidiate anger and the need to kill when she laid eyes on Austin after all these years.

They got to the house and the car stopped at the front steps, "get out and stand in a straight line over there" the guard said opening the door once again. They all stood in font of the stairs with their heads down, then Austin's car pulled up.

"Let's see what we have here" Austin said rubbing his hands toghter as he got out of the car. He stood in front of them getting a good look at each of them. "Mmm, boys do you have any requests?" He asked turning to his guards.

All at once they chimed in, "I see the new girls came in" Austin's mother said coming down the stairs. "Well aren't you all cute" Claire said as she looked at them all. "Have you choosen yet honey?" She asked turning to Austin.

"No" he answered stepping forward, he walked past all of them but stopped right in front of Bayliy. Confusion on his face, "what's your name?" He asked narrowing his eyes at her. Bayliy looked down and did her best impression of being scared.

"B- Brooklyn We-West" she stuttered a reply, she mentally rolled her eyes at her acting. All she wanted to do was put a bullet between their eyes not act scared of them. But she knew she had to stick to the plan so that everyone can get their share or revenge.

"And where are you from Brooklyn?" He asked stepping closer to her and lifting her face with his index fingure. "F- Fettyville" she repiled, years ago if he touched her she would of felt butterflies and tingles. Now she only felt anger and disgust, to think she actually thought she loved him.

"Mm I've never been there. Have we ever met? You seem very firmiliar to me" he let go of her face. "N- no I- I d- don't believe we- we ha- have" she replied looking down at the floor.

"Then I guess I'll have to keep you around till I find out" he said before walking away, "take the rest to the club and mom you know what to do" he said before putting his sunglasses on and getting into his car.

"Those who have not been chosen for anyone please get back into the van" the guard shouted, a few girls silently cried as they walked back to the vehicle. "The rest of you follow me" Claire said walking up the stairs and into the house.

A sense of nostalgia washed over Bayliy as she walked into the house, her childhood home, the place she grew up in. All the memories of herself, Blake, Max and the twins running around and having fun toghter.

Her breath caught in her throat and she had to hold the tears down as she passed the spot her father was killed at. The last time she was home, the day that everything changed. Thankfully not much had changed in the interior of the house.

However gang members now stayed in the house and girls pranced around like it was a whore house. It basically was, since she was part of the group of girls.

She was now on the inside and she was going to carry out the plan. She had waited so long and now it was finally time.