"Zayn Malik, I swear, if you hurt her, I will break every bone in your body." I laughed at Harry's harmless threat. Cute. He thought he could hurt me. I remarked coldly, "You won't do anything unless you WANT her hurt." I turned to Jade, the precious gemstone Harry was trying to defend. She was bound by rope and her hands and feet, sitting up on the couch beside me. I had the call on speaker so she could hear mine and Harry's conversation. I smirked at her, "You hear that, babe?" I held her chin tightly. "Your little boyfriend wants you to get hurt." A tear rolled down her cheek. She shook her head, trying to make me loosen my grip on her face. I let go and then backhanded her right cheek. She let out a bloodcurdling scream of pain. I could feel Harry's anger boiling over. "WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER!? WHEN I FIND YOU-" he screamed before I cut him off. "But you're not going to find me." I started. I stood up and walked over to the table beside the couch. I picked up my handgun that lay there, waiting to be shot. I stood by the couch, gripping it in my hand. "Because if you do," With a slight *click*, I cocked the gun and aimed it at Jade. "You can kiss your precious gemstone goodbye."