Chapter Thirteen / Harper's pov
"What did you do to him?" I yell as I run towards Bryan.
My god he looks terrible. I hold his face in my hands and examine it. He has a bruise forming on his left eye, a cut in his top lip, a swollen right cheek and a bleeding nose. The blood from his shoulder from the gun shots is running like a river.
Why him? And why now?
"You really thought I was that stupid? That I wouldn't have caught you two? That I won't realize you work for the FBI?! Damn well pulled it off good, I'll give you that." Haze angrily yells loudly.
I stand up and move my hand to my thigh hostler, reaching for my gun but before I can even lift my dress up, I hear Haze shout to the guy next to him 'now' and the next sound I hear is a gun shot ringing in the air, me being pushed down by the force of it.
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"HARPER! HARPER COME ON WAKE UP!" Who is yelling so darn loud?! I squit my eyes adjusting them to the bright light and frown when I don't recognize my surroundings. Trying to process or at least remember why I'm here my brain does a run down of what happened.
Shit I got shot. In my stomach...
I move my right hand to my stomach realizing that the fake belly is gone and my eyes widen, the bullet went right through, luckily hitting my bullet proof vest. Thank God I done the smart decision of putting it on this morning.
This room smells funky. The walls are a god awful green and the ground is well cement. My left hand is handcuffed to a pipe and man does my body feel horrible.
Shit where is Bryan?
"Here Harper." I hear his voice before I spot him a few inches from me. His bruises have faded a little and his wound is closed up. The audacity they had.
"Where are we?" God my voice sounds terrible. How long was I out?
"I don't know. You okay? I didn't see any blood coming from where he shot you." His eyebrows creased in worry and my heart is pinched with a pain.
"I'm okay. Got my vest on. Um how long have we been here?"
"About probably three or four hours, I lost track." He mumbles leaning his head back against the wall.
That long huh. This is just so much fun!
Note the sarcasm?
We have no back up. We haven't informed any FBI agent or Chief about our plan or whereabouts in the last seven hours. We are in deep shit for this, unless...
"Has anyone came in so far?" I ask as I sit up straight and turn my body fully to Bryan.
"One guy but that was about a few minutes after we were throw in here. Heard no noise coming from the outside either. They could've just locked us in here and left." He wearily says cracking his neck.
"If that's so, any weapons around or at least something that can be used as one?" I intrepidly ask
"None I've seen of."
Great..maybe if I just jiggle this cuffs for a while or pull on them it could work.
Bryan at seeing what I'm doing, does the same but we can't be to sure how this is working. We've probably continued it for a couple of minutes till I heard a snap and the cuffs on Bryan's right arm broken in half.
Okay how did he do that faster than me? He's slow. No wait that's just what I love telling myself so I believe that I have more strength than him....why is this being a topic right now?Ugh mentally face palming myself when I do this in situations like these.
Hearing scrambling in the far corner, I look up seeing Bryan throwing what looks like tools out of a box.
Thought he said there aren't weapons? Guess the hammer is mine.
"Move your head." Bryan suddenly appears before me with a Saw in his hand.
Okay he has to leave that behind. We ain't gonna cut anyone in half. I shudder at the brutality of that. That's just harsh. Maybe they deserve it though, nah.
Moving my head aside and allowing him to saw the handcuffs off. Not even two minutes and it's lose. He offers me a pliers and I blithely accept them, cutting at least a couple of times on the first part of the chain to get it off.
Bryan holds out his hand as I throw down the pliers and with a sigh I take his hand. "Woah" I say as I wobble on my feet, Bryan quickly taking hold of my waist holding me.
"You good? We need to get out of here and it's not gonna be easy." He says exhausted.
I nod my head, my brain not even paying attention to what ho saying really and only because we're so close together. And all I want to do it kiss him. I'll save it though, that way it's a victory kiss when we leave here alive.
Cringe, that was way to corny.
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Twenty minutes later we're walking down endless corridors and I'm starting to wonder if this is in fact Haze house. I mean there can't be this many corridors. But then again he is rich. And he has secrets. Why did I let this surprise me?
"My feet are killing me." I complain for what is probably the third time now. I can't help it, I was cuffed to a pipe for four hours starved, then had to pull my damn arm out of its socket, walking for twenty minutes down stupid nothing less hallways.
"Harper quit it!" Bryan scolds annoyed again.
I huff. This man has gotten so irritated he decided to take it out on me. I've done shit. Putting my hand on his shoulder and turning him around with force I frown at him pushing him hard against the wall.
"Look here! I ain't to happy about what happened either! But unless you want to get out here alive get your damn head out of your ass or I'll do it for you!" I yell hearing my voice echoing throughout these walls. "Now I don't care what the fuck you say, I'm taking a break." With that I throw my butt onto the cold cement floor and lean my head back against the wall.
I don't look up at him just closing my eyes, completely ignoring him. But soon enough I feel a head on my shoulder and the words " I'm so sorry for being a bitch."
I smile my eyes still close. I knew I could break him. Silently resting our heads on each other, with his hand in mine making circles on my left hand. This feels peaceful and I don't mind no violence.
"BANG!"
Oh come on! Would you just for once god give me....
"Harper let's go now! Take this." Bryan yells handing me the hammer. "Ready?" He ask
"As I'll ever be."
AUTHORS NOTES: Hello and welcome. I know it short but I am soooo packed with things this December. However I am finishing this off in the next 17 chapters. Yes it is a lot but if you count the days, there's enough time. Anyway in the next chapter hopefully I'll let out whatever I can about my new upcoming book for next year, INEVITABLE COINCIDENCE!!!! So with lots of love enjoy, comment, vote and stay shining ⭐
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