| Savanna |
"Why isn't she tied up?" Was the first thing she said, I was starstruck, I felt like I was dreaming when seeing her walk through that door, I imagined her to be some kind of doppelgänger, Elena Gilbert style, but this was very real. She stood tall and proud, confidence radiating off of her as she stood amongst the men.
"You really think she could get away sis? From us?" One of the men spoke whilst the rest laughed. Sis?
"Yes, Rob, she can fuckin get away. You do remember who her father is, right?" She continued, slowly turning to face me before she approached me, crouching down in front of me.
"She put two of my men in hospital, she's not innocent." She spat, looking at me with gritted teeth and disgust.
I was at a loss of words, I couldn't find the right words to describe the situation or even speak; this was out of this world.
"How could you?" I asked, feeling literal tears in my eyes. She helped me the most, she was the most welcoming, she literally helped me continue living my life despite being on constant watch. I thought she understood and wanted to help me, that's why I was so confused.
"What? You thought I'd want to be friends with somebody like you? An undercover whore who lives off of her father and tries to act like she is innocent?" This was betrayal, not only to me, but mostly to Jason who clearly trusted Andrea more than enough to be allowing her in his home, to be around his organisation, to be around me.
"Wh-why are you doing this? What do you want from us?" As soon as I finished my sentence, she turned and looked at Jason who groaned slightly, I watched as his head moved a little and he slowly woke up. "I don't want you, you're just going to help me to get what I really want" With that, she stood up and turned to face Jason.
Jason looked up slowly, he looked down at his hands and instantly began trying to break free. As strong as he was, he was tied down from his ankles to his hands, he wasn't going anywhere. He looked up at Andrea, a look of confusion to his face, pure confusion, not even a single drop of anger, he looked betrayed. He looked over at me, we made eye contact and instantly his eyes turned dark, anger flushed through him once again as he looked up at Andrea again.
"You look... confused, Jason, I'm happy to answer any of your questions" Sarcasm thick in her voice as she folded her arms, putting her weight on to one foot whilst looking down at Jason with a clear look of evil on her face.
Jason stayed quiet, he looked up at her with anger and I didn't think he was a loss of words like me, I think he was genuinely so angry that he would explode if he spoke. Or, this was just Jason when he was betrayed, he went in to silent mode because he was plotting a way to get revenge, harder.
"The silent treatment, right," She paused, almost laughing as she turned to look at her men.
"Strap him up" She simply said before they each nodded and two of them left the room. I looked over at Jason with confusion, he made eye contact with me and almost gave me a look of sympathy. I felt helpless, I wasn't tied up but I couldn't move because my body was so weak, I had marks on my body from god knows what and it made me fearful for these people because it was clear they were capable of a lot if they had the nerve to kidnap Jason McCann.
But this was Andrea, she had been trained by Jason, she knew almost everything and that's probably why she felt so confident in her plan, or whatever she was doing.
Seconds later the men walked in rolling in a table ahead of them. It had some sort of large battery sat on it with a bunch of wires hanging loosely. The men stopped it just behind Jason before they took the ends of each of the wires before sticking them on to Jason's chest, there were 6 wires now attached to him. I looked over at Andrea who nodded her head at the other two men, one I knew was Rob as that's why Andrea called him not too long ago. Rob and the other man then approached me before one of them took my wrists and bound them together.
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Intentions | Jason McCann |
Fanfiction"You know who my father is, Mr McCann." "What you tryna say?" "I come from a Mafia family, that is what I'm trying to say." "Baby girl, I ain't gotta be no Mafia boss just to control you the way I do."