Marti POV

After a few agonizing months of being stuck inside the house, I'm finally healed enough to work again and Trevor has me working in a club right now in the next city. He wants more customers and connections. He's at the other side of the club currently.

"Hey you're cute," some guy said to me. I scoffed and rolled my eyes playfully.

"Awfully forward of you," I mentioned.

He chuckled, "how else am I supposed to be? I want you, I should make that clear," he said and leaned in close to me and put his arm over my shoulder on the wall.

I glanced over his shoulder and saw Trevor heading towards us, "might not wanna do that," I said with a smirk, my arms crossing.

"Why not?" The guy asked slyly in my face.

"Because of him," I answered straight.

He didn't have time to turn around before Trevor grabbed his shirt and yanked him away from me. Trevor stuck a knife to the guys neck and whispered to him.

I couldn't hear over the music what was being said but by the ghost white expression on the guys face, Trevor clearly threatened him.

Trevor threw the guy back to his feet and he glared at both of us. "You don't fuck with a king in his own area," he snarled in my face and walked off. Making me chuckle.

"The king of pussies," I retorted back.

He stopped in his step and glared back again at me. "Just wait."

"Come on," Trevor said with his hand on my shoulder. I followed Trevor out of the club while staring down that guy.

I noticed some people were following us out of the club. Trevor immediately texted his crew while I had my hand on a knife. We walked down an alleyway and when we almost got to the end, the guy from inside the club was standing there with two guys behind him.

"Get me the small one, do what you want with the big one," the guy said as he stepped forward.

I rolled my eyes and pulled out my gun. Trevor did as well. The guy held up his hands and backed up as the two guys held up their hands.

"Just piss off, we're leaving your weak area, king," Trevor growled.

"Fine, but we'll find you again, no worries." He said and walked away with his own crew.

Me and Trevor looked at each other confused. "Can't this pussy just let it go?" I said. Trevor laughed at that.

We continued walking until we got to the truck and we told the guys about the douchebags we met. They were hollering with laughter.

"WHO THE FUCK DO THEY THINK THEY ARE?! HAHA! KING?!" Oliver was losing his mind at how funny that was.

"DOES HE THINK HE'S A SUPER VILLAIN OR SOMETHING?!" Richard laughed while clutching his stomach.

"Most likely, the way he was standing there and summoned his goons was fucking hilarious," Trevor said.

"What a joke," I said and payed my head back on Trevor's shoulder. He wrapped his arm around my waist and kissed my neck.

"Not like the area has a lot of buyers anyways, no one barely bit at the bar we went to," Oliver said.

"Same at our club too," I said.

"Well, we'll go to a different town and figure it out and we'll keep going around until we get bigger," Trevor said with a wicked smile.

"I'm not worried, I'm sure we'll always have customers in Castle City, I'd just rather expand quicker rather than later," Oliver explained.

"We already got our own luxury neighborhood that cops don't dare come through, we're getting there quicker than others trust me," Trevor said.

"Haha that is true," Oliver agreed.

I snuggled against Trevor's chest as he laid his head on mine and rubbed my back gently.

"So there's this girl I found," Oliver started, "she's in college now, we used to go to school together when we were younger."

"Oh yeah?" Trevor asked.

"She's gotta be mine," Oliver smirked, "I'll just grab her like you did Marti," he chuckled.

Trevor gave an evil smile, "I've got a plan. Marti, you'll stay home for this incase something bad happens, I don't know how well you are at kidnapping."

I chuckled, "got it."

———

2 years later

My alarm went off at 7AM making me jolt awake and hitting the snooze button. I stretched and got out of bed slowly.

"Fuck I'm sore, I need to stop drinking all night long after work," I said chuckling to myself, I looked down at Trevor sleeping peacefully.

I got up and went to the bathroom and took a quick shower and brushed my teeth in the shower as well. I dried off and put on a tank top, then a black biker outfit with combat boots. I grabbed my wallet and phone then put them inside my jacket pockets and then put my helmet and gloves on. I slipped my backpack on, grabbed my keys from the hook and headed out.

I rode a few miles in the crisp morning air to the gas station and when I got there I grabbed some bags of chips, some root beer, vodka, and sour cream as dip. "Can I also get some smokes, and some blunt wraps?" I asked as I placed my ID and debit card on the counter. The man smiled at me as he glanced at my ID.

"How's it feel to be 21 finally?" He asked as he scanned it.

I chuckled, "it's pretty good."

"I remember you being 19 when I first saw ya, thanks for being a regular," he said as he swiped the debit card. I was packing everything in my backpack and zipped it. He handed me a pack of cigarettes and blunt wraps. I stuffed those in my pocket and headed out as I put my backpack back on.

That guy at the gas station is always cool. He knows for a fact I'm legally dead but doesn't say nothing to cops. Most of his customers are like us, gang members and drug dealers and he's very well respected around here. He hasn't been robbed in over 30 years because everyone knows if he got robbed, whoever robbed him would be in for a world of hell. No one wants to take a chance like that with their life.

I rode back in peace for a few minutes and when I got the garage, Trevor was talking with a girl, I kind of recognized her but I couldn't remember her name.

"Hey Trevor," I said as I walked up.

"Hey love," He said and kissed me on the lips, and pulled me close to him with an arm around my waist. When he pulled off, he bit his lip and looked me up and down.

God damn it Trevor, why do you have to be so hot.

"Hey, I'm Marie, I'm Oliver's girl, you met me a a few years ago when I helped with the bullet wound you had. but I'm usually at Oliver's house," Marie explained as she pointed to his house.

"Oh yeah I remember you," I started. "How did you two meet?" I asked as Trevor was walking inside.

"Come to my place, let me roll a blunt and I'll tell you the whole story," she said as I followed her across the street and into Oliver's house.

We sat down on the couch as she was rolling a blunt and lit it quickly and handed it to me after taking a few hits.

"Well..." she started.

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Marie POV

I got to the garage and walked to my bike. I froze in my tracks when I saw a guy in a clown mask standing next to my bike. He was smoking a cigarette through the mouth hole. "So Marie, you're looking awful cute today," He smirked as he took a hit.

"What the fuck," I said confused and backed up. Someone put their hands on my shoulders. I looked behind me and saw a taller clown with black hair and tattoos.

"She's not going anywhere," he said and rubbed my shoulders.

I glared back at the other clown by my bike. "Who are you?" I asked.

"My name is Oliver," he smiled. "Your name is Marie Sterling." I looked at him confused. "I know right, how do I know that?" He chuckled, "well it's a long story best not get into it right now. Just give me the keys to your bike."

"Excuse me?" I asked annoyed.

"Keys, you can give them to me or I'll strip you down until I find them," he threatened while stepping towards me.

I rolled my eyes and zipped down my outfit, then clipped the keys off my bra and handed them to him. Then I zipped my outfit back up.

"Thank you," He said while leaning into my face, "nice tits by the way dollface."

I scoffed and rolled my eyes, "fuck you."

"Maybe in a bit, we've gotta get back to the circus for now," he said with a wicked smile.

"We? I'm not going," I protested, crossing my arms.

"Oh yeah you are," Oliver said and turned on his heel away. He got on my bike and put the helmet on and pulled his pistol out and looked at me, then put it back on his hip. He rode off and the clown holding onto my shoulders moved me towards a van.

"What the fuck is this creepy shit," I said irritated. "Mug me of my bike then make me ride in a creeper van."

"Oh hush," a girl said. "Don't make me spank you." She giggled. I sat down in the back away from everyone and they all stared at me. "She's awful cute, don't you think? We could play with her tons." I looked at them like they were insane, well, because they kind of were.

I'm not sure if this is some over extreme prank or if I'm really being kidnapped. Probably kidnapped but a girl can hope this is some sick prank right?

"This is Oliver's chick," the clown with black hair grunted as he sat back and started smoking a cigarette.

"What the fuck..."I said under my breathe.

They all started talking about random things and I tried seeing out the windows but they were blacked out. I couldn't see out of them at all.

I looked back at the clowns and the girl who was complimenting me earlier was closer to me. She got in my lap and pushed me back against the van wall and grabbed my face to look at it.

"Uhm," I started.

"Hmm," she said and looked at my neck and down my body while sitting on me.

"C-can you get off?" I asked annoyed.

"Oh but why? I can feel your heart beat," she whispered in my face as her hand was over my heart.

I looked away and she pulled my jaw to make me look at her. "We're gonna have so much fun with you before Oliver gets to, or at least make it look so since we're close."

"What does that mean?" I asked as she got out a knife and stabbed my pants. I gasped and kept my hands back, hoping she didn't mean to murder me. She started ripping at them to make them into shorts. "What are you doing?" I asked.

"Making you a cuter outfit, easier that way," she said and ripped the other side.

"Easier-?" I asked before she covered my mouth with a piece of tape. I couldn't get a word out. She held the knife to my neck.

"Follow me kitten." She said threateningly.

I rolled my eyes irritated and followed her, glaring at her the whole time. "Tie her hands up behind her back," another clown said. He had blonde hair.

The guy with black hair tied my hands behind my back and she unzipped my outfit as he was finishing the tie.

She used the knife to cut my bra and giggled. "She's quite perky," she said as she grabbed one of my breasts.

"Oh c'mon," I muffled and moved back a bit. The guy wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me back with him.

"C'mon, that's enough, Oliver is gonna wreck this girl and he didn't give you permission to touch her like that," he retorted annoyed and zipped up my outfit.

"You're one to talk with how you treat Marti," the girl laughed.

"Oh eat my ass," he snapped.

"Thank you... also wreck me?" I asked through the tape.

"You'll see," he sighed annoyed as we stopped abruptly.

"We're here!" The person driving shouted. "Oliver texted me like 16 times, he wants her right now at his house."

"Okay," the guy with black hair said and the door opened. He pulled me out and walked me over to one of the many houses on the property. It looked like luxury property inside the dense forest. They were beautiful homes.

Glass windows, three stories tall. There were five houses that I could see on one side of the road that were like this. They were expensive I know it.

"Well this is your new home," the clown with black hair said.

Oliver opened the door to his house, it was three story from the outside from looks of it. I was brought inside and he was annoyed as he looked me over.

"Yo Ellie! What the fuck did you do to her huh?!" He yelled.

"Nothing too bad," she said in a teasing voice. "Have fun with her, I just tied her up for you!"

Oliver rolled his eyes and brought me inside. He pulled the tape off my mouth and untied me. "Thank you..." I muttered and looked around. "Where is my bike and why am I here?" I asked.

"You're not getting your keys back, I hid them," he explained. I glared at him. "And you're here because I needed a new girl and you seem like a good choice."

"I don't even know you," I snarled and headed towards the couch and sat down. May as well get comfy.

"Hurtful that you don't remember me, we were in school together not too long ago, until I got expelled because of your bitchy best friend," he said as he made himself a drink. "Would you like a drink?"

"W-What so this is revenge on her or something? Why kidnap me then?" I asked. "And no thank you."

"No I'm more hurt you don't remember me, I already got revenge on your bitchy friend a while back, you know she really likes getting gangbanged," he said and took a sip of a red solo cup.

"Oh good god," I said, rubbing my forehead as he sat next to me on the couch. He handed me a blanket and I wrapped myself up in it. "Thank you."

"She likes it up the ass too, such a cumslut I swear, she let everyone go in on her and shoved their cocks and pussies in her face, never seen anything like it," he said and chuckled.

I scoffed in complete disgust. "You're joking right? What are you smoking?" I asked slightly horrified.

"Mostly weed, and no I'm serious, she tried contacting me again to come back so my revenge is, she'll never get anything like it again," he said with a smile.

"What the fuck," I said.

"Do you want that?" He asked with a serious tone.

I glared at him, "no," I said with murderous intent.

"God damn you're so serious," he chuckled. "You're safer with me than anyone else here actually, I don't like rape, it's fucking creepy."

"Wait she actually consented to all that?" I asked confused and shocked.

"Yeah she did, why do you think I told you I'd never seen anything like it?" He said seriously while staring at me.

"Jesus fucking Christ... well when can I leave?" I asked.

"Never."