Urg.

Why the hell does my head hurt like this? It feels like I'm having period cramps but only this time it's in my head.

My head feels as if it's way too heavy for my body and will somehow get detached from my spine at any given moment.

Was I drunk?

I wasn't high that's for sure.

I lean my head further back expecting for it to be pushed further into my pillows but no pillow comes in contact with my head.

That's weird.

All of the sudden all the events from what happened come barging back into my head. Me nervously eating a tuna sandwich while waiting for Liam to come back from his enoucnter with his mom. Bob ringing up and telling me that Justin is at the gate. Me freaking out because I thought Justin was going to claim for custody and letting him in. Justin coming into the house and asking to see Chicka. Me on my way to go fetch Chicka but am stopped when I feel a gun being pressed into my lower back. Justin beginning to explain why he was really there. Me having to go fetch Chicka to prevent Justin from shooting my brains out and then me leaving with Chicka in my arms.

That son of a bitch I think as I slowly open my eyes.

I only remeber riding with Justin in his car and him injecting me with something just before we left town. I was slowly beginning to fall asleep. Lucky for me Chicka was attached to me because of the baby-strap-carrier that I quickly grabbed before we left.

The first thing that comes to my view is a man. Not just any man. No. But like a really buff guy. Like Dwayne Johnson kind of buff. Yikes.

" My boobs hurt." is the first thing that leave my mouth.

Seriously your boobs hurt? That's your first thought? Not ' where is my daughter?' but my boobs hurt my conscience accuses me.

The buff guys doesn't react to my random statement.

" Where are we? " I ask as I look around my unfamiliar surroundings.

I was seated in a chair with a rope tying my arms together and a rope tying my feet together. Real original kidnap scene. Note to sarcasm.

" In a room." the buff guy replies.

I don't like calling him 'buff guy' so let's go with Jeff. My names Jeff, not now conscience.

"Where is the room?" I ask Jeff.

Jeff doesn't move a muscle. Damn I wonder if he can move his neck at all. He's basically like a brick wall. I wonder if he wil move even the slightest if I try and tackle him? Or maybe even tickle?

" In a house." Jeff answers.

Seriously. Is this guy being for real now?

" And where is this house?" I keep on asking Jeff.

" In a neighborhood." he replies in monotone.

I roll my eyes. Touché.

" I like your attitude." I shrug.

For a second I swear I see the corner of his mouth turning up into a light smile but it quickly dissappears and is replaced by his blank face.

" Where's my daughter? " I finally ask the question that should have been the first question to actually leave my mouth.

Jeff tilts his head so that he is looking at me and not at the wall behind me.

" Upstairs with that Justin kid." he replies.

So he can talk without sarcasm. Nice.

Damn my boobs are really sore. I don't know how long I've been out for and I haven't breastfeeded in that time span which is probably why my breast are sore.

" Look Jeff-"

" My name is not Jeff. " Jeff cuts me off while staring at the wall.

I sigh dramatically and try to wriggle myself out of the tight ropes. Of course it's no use. Why do I even bother?

" I have to breastfeed my daughter. My boobs are literally on the verge of exploding. " I try and reason hoping he would believe me. He's a guy he won't really know what will happen.

He doesn't move a muscle. Shocker. Note to my serious use of sarcasm.

" Look Je-, I don't care I'm just going to call you Jeff, if you don't let me feed my daughter then you will be drenched in milk in a couple of minutes because my boobs will explode and there will be milk involved." I threaten him. I smile as I see him tense up.

" Will that really happen? "he asks looking a little frightened.

I lift my eyebrows to try and show him that I'm serious. I know that I'll only have really sore breast and fever if I don't get the milk out but I can be dramatic if it gives me a chance to get out of this place.

" No it won't dumbass." I hear a male voice say behind me.

Seriously. There was someone behind me the whole time? Damn you unknown male voice.

The said male comes into my view and he isn't as buff as Jeff over here. He is muscular. Looks like he's probably in his late twenties with a chestnut mop of hair sticking out everywhere. Something about this guy just gives me the chills.

" Look I just need to feed her-" I start saying but I'm cut off when I hear Chicka cry. The crying seems to become louder as I hear a door being opened from behind me. Why is everything happening behind me for Pete's sake?

" S-she won't s-stop crying." I hear Justin say as he comes into view with a worried and terrified expression on his face.

Ahh that's my girl. Scare the shit out of these men. I'm a proud mom.

" That's because she's hungry you dickhead." I spit.

I thought I couldn't stand the sight of Justin when he dumped me but now I seriously can't even stand breathing the same air as he does. I wonder how he even got involved in all of this.

" Give her bread or something. " Jeff says with the same worried expression as Justin.

" You can't give a 2 month old baby bread you idiot." I say and Jeff flinched at the name I called him.

Aww ladies and gentlemen we have a softy over here. He does look like a big teddy bear now that I'm thinking of it.

" Just give the child to her." the other guy says to Justin as he starts untying the ropes that were binding my hands.

I can't try anything now. God knows what they'll do to Chicka or to me seeing as there are 3 guys in the room. Running won't help because I don't even know how many men are surrounding this place and neither do I know where the hell I am.

Justin hands my crying baby over to me and I start swaying her to calm her down. Her sobs begin to fade out. I'm about to lift my shirt to feed her when I'm reminded that I have an audience.

I look up at 3 sets of curious eyes.

" Some privacy will be appreciated." I say irritated at the pervs standing in front of me.

" Don't try anything funny." the other guy, which I'm naming Mitch because he just looks like a Mitch, warns me.

I roll my eyes as they start making their way out of the room. I start feeding Chicka and feel instantly relieved knowing that the pain will go away after a few minutes.

I can't believe I actually let Justin get into the house. If I never allowed him to come inside then I wouldn't be sitting here. For the first time I actually listen to Liam when he tells me what to do and yet I still end up in the middle of the danger. I'm royally pissed.

I just hope Liam will be able to think of something to get me out of here. I feel bad for putting him in danger. Actually I don't, he's the reason I'm in danger in the first place. Okay I do still feel bad. Last time I was in this kind of danger was with the whole pool house story. That's when I killed a man. The memory sends a chill down my spine. I really hope this time around it doesn't lead to me killing someone or someone I love being killed.

"You done?" I hear Mitch yell from outside the room.

I nod but then realize that he can't see me and reply with a quick 'yeah' and the door opens short after. In comes the three men and Justin comes to take Chicka away.

I growl at him and he slightly flinches at the sound coming out of me.

" I won't hurt her. She's my daughter as well." he says with sincerity in his eyes. His statement makes me feel a little relieved. I know Justin isn't a trained killer and he may be a dick but he's just a teenage guy and I know he won't hurt his own daughter.

I quickly give Chicka a kiss on the head as Justin prays her out of my grip. My hands are quickly tied behind me by Jeff and I'm stuck facing a pissed off looking Mitch.

"Would it kill you to smile?" I ask sarcastically.

He makes a weird sound with his mouth and then he spits right beside my foot. Disgusting. Pig.

" Jeff he's being mean to me." I whine. Jeff bumps his shoulder into Mitch sending him stumbling back a little.

" Leave her alone. I'm in charge of keeping her here." Jeff mumbles to Mitch.

Mitch just flips him off and goes to stand behind me again.

I swift my gaze back at Jeff and smile at him. He's actually a pretty nice guy, well besides from the whole kidnapping thing I guess. He's just doing his job. He probably has a family to provide for and this is most likely the only way he can earn money. Just like that Ronald guy that I witnessed being shot at that party Liam took me to. He also had a family. It really breaks my heart how they are doing this for their families and then end up dead.

" Can you like move your neck?" I blurt out without even thinking.

That earns me a chuckle from Jeff but no reply. At least I know he has some emotion hidden behind the buff guy act.

" So are you guys part of The Snakes as well?" I decide to ask questions that might be helpful.

Jeff nods.

" We are the remaining members of the gang. Apart from the fools that went after Leila to make her the new leader we turned our backs against them and in stead pledged our loyalty to someone who is more worthy." Mitch answers proudly.

" Who? Rose?" I can't help but laugh. This is ridiculous.

" You're correct. " I hear a femine voice. This time I get clear goosebumps from the familiar voice. Rose.

I hear the clicking of her heels against the floor as she comes to stand in front of me and smiles brightly at me. Why the hell is she always smiling? Kinda creeps me out.

" How are you doing sweetie?" she asks with a smile.

" Fantastic." I reply sarcastically. Gosh my attitude is dripping with sarcasm today. I tend to do that when I'm in these kind of situations.

Rose doesn't react to my sarcasm as she keeps on smiling. Okay seriously I'm getting a little freaked out over here.

" You have a beautiful baby." she says with a light giggle. Oh great the psychopath giggles as well.

I just give her a fake smile not really wanting to talk to her. It's just a matter of time before Liam comes in to save the day. Hopefully.

" Don't worry Everly. I won't harm her. I'm a mother as well and that goes against my morals." she continues to speak when I don't reply.

I give her a slight nod. I trust that she'll stick to her word. I mean it's just wrong in so many ways to harm an innocent baby. I'm not worried about them doing something to Chicka, I'm just worried that she gets caught up somewhere between a gun fight or something and accidentally gets hurt. I trust in Justin to keep her safe, even though he's the one who brought her towards the danger in the first place.

I'm brought back to reality when I hear shuffling from behind me. I try and look at what the noise is about but I can't see what's going on behind me.

" Oh goody. You have a visitor Everly." Rose says all excitedly. Okay am I the only one finding it weird that Rose gets excited like a teenager before her first date? I mean come on where is the professionalism? I prefer Jeff over her anytime. She's not intimidating. She's just annoying.

I hear a chair being dragged along the floor making an awful noise. I shut my eyes close trying to avoid the deafening sound but open them when I hear someone almost being thrown into the chair.

" Always the one for an entrance." Stella says with an annoyed expression on her face.

Wait Stella's here? That means- Liam must be close. But Stella got caught... Stella never gets caught though. Oh no something horrible must have happened.

" Nice to see you too Stella. " Rose smiles. That damn awful smile.

Stella only rolls her eyes and focuses her attention on me. She smiles when she sees that I'm not covered in bruises which she probably expected, heck even I expected it.

Stella doesn't say anything instead she smirks and winks at me. I was confused for a few seconds but then realization hit me. That wasn't only a wink, it was The Wink. I knew exactly what that wink meant.

She's up to something.

Something big is about to go down and I have a pretty good feeling about it.

Let's just hope that my 'Stella- knowledge' is that good that I know what she's saying through a single wink.

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