《His Possession》NINETEEN
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"Wake up hoe!" Landon said while slapping Greyson on his cheek. We made it back to Tanners apartment and placed Greyson on the couch.
"Please don't hurt me!" He said while bolting up and then trying to run towards the door but I grabbed his collar with my left hand and threw him on the ground. "Man the fuck up! Now." I said while squatting and his face paled. I smirked."I want to know everything you and Jordan did when she got kidnap."
Then my face turned to the stone look I always knew how to make.
"I...i-how do you know about...Jordan?"
I rolled my eyes and ran a hand over my face."Just tell me the damn thing Greyson!"
He flinched and moved back but bumped into Landon's legs.
"I...I-what if I don't?"
"Quit acting like you're a tough guy just tell me the damn details Greyson!"
"Fine.Fine. Just...can I sit down?"
"No."
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"And next thing you know it they placed a cloth over her then she went limp. I tried to fight but then two huge guys came up to me and laughed then both hit the side of my head at the same time and I knocked out." I chuckled and went to Tanner.
"ITS NOT FUNNY!"
"Sure its not." I murmured "Anything?" I asked Tanner.
"Not ye-fûck!"he said while slamming his hands on the desk.
"What!?"
"Fûckin ad got in the way." I slapped the side of his head and he hissed but got back to work.
I went to go sit down next to Landon who's kicking at Greyson because he's to scared to move.
I rolled my eyes and landed on the couch with a 'huff'.
"Soooooo...how do you guys know Jordan." My eyes were still close and I can feel the side of my lips curl up.
"Let's just say I'm really special to her." I said.
"I'm here best friend so I don't know what you're still doing here." Landon said getting up.
"Oh heck no! She was my best friend before you sluts and I knew her longer!" I open my eyes and see Greyson standing up and making his way towards Landon who's making a drink.
"Yeah okay squirm. Just go and do something useful." Landon said while turning his back to him. Greyson had the height but didn't have the muscles.
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"I would show you what a squirm can do slut." He said while trying to swing at Landon,but of course Landon caught his wrist.
"Where you trying to...hit...me?" He said narrowing his eyes.
Greyson's face paled."ugh....no...you see. I was trying to....punch the fly. See."
"You little bit-"
"Okay! Enough. Damn, if you guys are just going to fight then take it outside. I bet you Tanner doesn't want any of Greyson's blood on his floor."
"True!" We heard from the back of the room. I rolled my eyes because my "friends" are idiots.
"IVE GOT IT!" My head snapped towards Tanner who is smiling and typing still.
"What?!" I made my way towards him and I see a red dot in a map.
"I have his location."
I smirked and ruffled his hair. He flipped me off and made calls.
I told Landon to call up some of the gang that we trust but we didn't tell Boss. I told him to grab cars and weapons.
I smirked to myself.
I'm coming for you Jordan.
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I'm in the shower getting ready for a special event. Sañtiago got me a black dress that is long and it has a slit through the right leg, and has a low cut part for the back and a low 'V' neck. He came in the morning and...and...
My sobs filled the bathroom and I was curled up in a ball on the floor just letting the warm water hit me.
Please just let me die. Please God. Just end my life. I'm tired of being weak. Just end it here for me.
I got back up and my hiccups would get loud but then low. I finished washing my self and my hair. I got out and wrapped the towel around my body and looked in the mirror. There was deep bags under my eyes. My eyes were duel. My face lost some of its color. And I've got thinner.
I sighed and slipped in the dress.
Of course it would be tight. I combed my hair and placed it in a nice low bun with a few strands out. I only placed mascara and a little blush on to lightin up my face.
I walked out and I see Sañtiago sitting on my bed with a black suit with a black vest and a white button up with a black bow tie. His hair was slicked to the side and he shaved.
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Once he saw me he looked me up and down and smirked. He got up and walked towards me. I looked down and he raised my chin with two fingers. He tilted his head to the side."Se ven muy bonitos." He said while giving me a peck on the lips. I moved away and tears rimed my eyes but I didn't let them fall.
He smirked then pulled me till my chest was against his. He looks down at me and smirks. He leans down till his face is in the crook of my neck.
His breath fans my neck and I shudder and try to push away. He tightens his hold on my waist. "I can't wait for you to meet the guest of honor tonight. Just of matter of time till they get here." He said while trailing his nose against my neck.
"T-them?" I asked.
He smirked against my skin. "Yes it's just not one." He said while placing a kiss. I pushed at his chest and this time he stepped back.
"There is the heels I want you to wear in the closet." My eyes went to the closet then back at him."I would come back and get you when they are here." He said smiling then walking out.
I sighed and walked towards the closest. There was only black pumps so I grabbed them and walked out. I slipped them on and laid down on the bed.
I just wish someone could save me or aleast a cop. Please God.
Send me a savor.
*****
Hours past by and I took a nap. The knocking on the door woke me up. I sat up and in came Louis. I whimpered away and he rolled his eyes then smirked.
"Not today love. But I wish. But I do have to take you down stairs for the party." He said while walking up to me. I barely noticed he was wearing a suit too. So I kinda relaxed and got up and walked ahead. He placed his hand on the small part of my back and guided me downstairs.
There was a long and large table and with Sañtiago at the end. His eyes shot up when he heard the door open. His eyes met mine and he smiled. He got up and walked towards me.
"Hello love." He said giving me a peck. I turn my head and wiped my mouth. He lead me to the end of the table and sat me on the right of his chair. He sat down and smiled at me. He then looked at Louis and nodded.
Louis headed out the same door we came in. I took the time to look around and saw it was the same room I was in when I was...getting...touched and stabbed. I shuddered at the thought. The room was lit with dim light hanging and candles lit on the table. The table was filled with plates,forks,wine glasses, and flowers here and there. I looked back at Sañtiago and saw he was looking at me. I quickly looked down at my hands that were on my lap. I heard him chuckled.
"W-whos the guest?" I said not looking up.
"What?"
I looked up and was about to repeat myself but was cut off with the door slamming open with yelling.
"DONT FÛCKIN TOUCH ME!" My head snapped to that voice. My heart started to beat faster.
Could it be?
"DONT! MY ARMS AREN'T A BARBIE TOY YOU CAN BEND!" I heard the other voice say.
Am I dreaming.
Then Louis walked infront of the two men who were holding two guys who had sacks over their head. They both wore leather jackets and one had a black shirt while one had a white.
One had tattoos crawling up his neck while the other had crawling out of his sleeves.
"Jaxon?" I asked. The one with the black shirt head snapped towards the sound of my voice.
"J-Jordan?"
My eyes teared up and my heart pounded faster.
"Jaxon!" I was about to get up and run towards him but I felt something cold against the side of head. I slowly turned my head and saw Sañtiagos head cocked to the side and wearing a wicked smile. While he had the gun secured on my temple.
"Now let's begin."
****
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