Marti POV

He slipped the collar in my hand. "I'll put this on when we get to the event," I stated. He had a look of slight disappointment before he turned to a drawer, he pulled the drawer open and held out two eye masks in front of me.

"We'll need these as well," he said as he handed me one.

"You got everything?" I asked.

"Give me a moment," he said and walked away to get some items from the bedroom. He came back after a few minutes. "Do you?" He asked as he gripped my chin and gave me a rough kiss.

"I do," I said as I stared into his eyes.

"Here, before we go," he said and held out an extravagant lit blunt to me. The smoke coming off the end was burning my nostrils already.

This is kind of nerve wracking, immediately trying to get dressed up and go out when that all just happened.

I took it from him with a nervous smile and took a hit from it. Trevor had a huge smile on his face as I handed it back. I felt like I was already halfway there.

I have to make sure I don't pass out... Trevor really wants to go to this club tonight. I don't wanna make him have to skip because of me.

Though it is odd, I feel like Trevor wouldn't want to go out after something like that... Especially since the window to our home isn't even fixed yet, not even a piece of wood over the window.

I can't believe Jackson would really do something like that. He was supposed to be my best friend...

After about 20 minutes, we finally finished it. My entire body felt like air as I gave him a hug. "How cute," He said. I nuzzled my face into his chest. "Are you ready?" He asked.

"Yep," I said and stood up straight. I gave him a quick peck and he gave me a genuine smile.

Wow. He really is beautiful. How did I get so lucky...

Wait... Lucky...?

Was it really luck that brought us together?

My body froze. My heart started skipping beats in fear. I felt the back of my neck sweat as I've come to the realization in that moment, that simple thought of false bliss, that none of this was luck at all.

He kidnapped me. He stalked me for months, kidnapped me, and held me hostage against my will.

But was it really against my will? It definitely was at first but right now I don't know. Where exactly would I go if I were to leave Trevor? Going back to Castle could get me killed just as easily as staying here. I definitely don't have any home to go back to... not even parents to go back to. No friends to call...

My body felt like it had a rush of cold go up, more dark thoughts swirling in my brain as I stand here with him. My fingers and toes started tingling rapidly as my entire body felt numb and uneasy.

What is this...

I haven't felt this high since back at the camper. Right, the camper, where all this started. Where he hurt me, violated me, drugged me, tormenting me.

Why am I thinking like this about my kidnapper...? I mean I can't be insane for being okay at the moment, he isn't hurting me right now ad hasn't hurt me in a while. He's been very protective over me and has risked his life a lot to keep me safe.

But he still kidnapped me.

I can't remember what this is called.

Insanity?

Maybe.

"Lets head out then," he said while staring deep into my eyes, pulling me from my unorganized thoughts.

"Right, yeah," I said with a gulp as he patted my side and we walked out of the closet together. We got to the elevator and he was already running his fingers through my hair. Lovingly twirling his fingers on the length and scratching my scalp.

I just have to think how I normally am now... I'll be okay.

Everything is okay.

"You're going to have a lot of fun here I promise," he said to me as he wrapped an arm around me and pulled me close to him.

"I better with all this hype towards the club," I laughed as I poked his cheek.

He grabbed my finger and kissed it quickly, "you will."

I also still couldn't help but think about Jackson... was he really here for revenge? Did all of the Dzhaun really brainwash him that badly?

I guess... I'm kind of brainwashed too. I mean I am in a way.

I need to leave.

What if he lied about Jackson?

I should've realized this sooner... I still feel high though. Whatever we smoked back at the house, it feels weird and stronger than usual.

"Trevor," I started. He gripped my face, making me look up at him then stared into my soul. I felt more fear strike me than before.

"Yes?" He asked, "y'know Marti, your eyes are the most beautiful dark brown," He said with a slight malice in his tone.

Holy Shit. There's no way he somehow knows something already. Did my voice change? Was it my attitude? Was it because I didn't look at him? Did he see the expressions on my face?

It could be anything.

He could just be in a sadistic mood right now too. I'm hoping it's just that, but I know his malicious tone when I hear it.

"Um... W-what was in that blunt earlier?" I asked with a heavy breath.

"There was some wax... and regular ground bud, why?" He asked, looking between my eyes.

Oh that's why. The wax most likely.

"Oh... ha, yeah, the wax, that makes sense, ha... uhm, I was just curious, it uh, I feel like it's kinda hitting me harder than usual right now is all," I chuckled.

I hope that sounded good...

"Gotcha," he said while cocking his head slightly. He let go of my chin and stood back up straight, wrapping a tight arm around me and kissing the top of my head. "Don't worry Marti, you know I'm always here to protect you." I snuggled into him slightly and nodded.

Will he really protect me, always?

The elevator finally got to the garage level and we walked out. He opened my door for me and I sat in the passenger seat. He closed the door for me and got to his side. He got in and shut the door behind him. I sat back in the seat as closed my eyes for a few seconds. He turned on some rap music and we drove off.

I stared at all of the city lights and looked at all of the people walking with friends, lovers, family, having fun and talking, laughing, bar hopping. I'm not sure I'll be able to do that like other people. But I'm not sure if I would be able to fit in with people like that at this point.

"Marti," Trevor said sternly, catching me from my daze.

I looked at him, "Yes?"

"What's on your mind?" He asked, while placing a soft hand on my cheek.

"My parents," I admitted. Which is true, they have been on my mind recently and I've just shoved everything down as if it will never spill. I looked around and we were parked already. I looked back at him, he was staring at me.

"I'm sorry Marti," he said and gave me a hug, "we don't have to do anything that you don't want to tonight, okay?" he whispered to me and gave me a soft kiss on the side of my neck.

"Okay," I said with a soft smile.

"Are you ready?" He asked softly while rubbing my cheek with his thumb.

"Uhm..." I started and paused when I saw him light up another blunt.

"Take your time, my love," he said and smiled at me while taking a hit. I smiled back at him and crawled closer to him, laying my head in his lap. He ran his fingers through my hair and every now and then handed me the blunt.

Weird how an hour ago I was close to having a panic attack and now I don't want to be anywhere else in the world but in his lap.

"Are you ready?" he asked as he put the blunt out, I nodded and pulled the collar out of my pocket and placed it on. He put an eye mask over me and strapped it around my head. Then he put on his own, I watched his fingers tie the strap behind his head and he smirked at me looking at him.

The same mask he wore before.

We got out of the car and he ran to my side quickly, hooking me to a leash and pinning me against the car with his body. He kissed my cheek and then got to my ear, "you're beautiful," he whispered. "I won't let anyone touch you. If they do, I'll kill them."

"Understood... Master," I whispered back while glancing at his lips.

He chuckled and stood back up straight, "Good boy," he said and pulled me to his lips, kissing me. "Lets head in."

I nodded and walked by his side as he was holding my leash. I was a bit paranoid at the situation being similar to the club back in Castle. They looked at Trevor's weapons but just gave them back. So more people have their weapons and drugs. They didn't even check Trevor for drugs, just wanted to check out his new piece. The bouncers say that if you're in trouble we're the ones with neon glowing necklaces that looked like thick cuffs. No one else is allowed to wear them. So at least they have security of some sort.

We finally got inside and smoke hit my nose once more, this club, you're only allowed to smoke weed inside. If you want to smoke a cigarette, you have to go on the balcony outside.

An interesting concept I'll say...

"Let's go get some drinks," Trevor said as he pulled me to the bar. They didn't card Trevor or I, they just took our orders. "One whiskey, and," Trevor paused and looked me over, "vodka cranberry, make it extra strong. Thank you," Trevor held out cash and the bartender took it and started making our drinks immediately. He watched the drinks being made, he didn't even try to make conversation with me, just ran his fingers up my back to my head, then back down.

"Here you go," the bartender said and handed us two glasses. My glass had a cover on it and a straw. I chuckled but then it hit me.

This bartender is trying to make sure I don't get drugged... this is so sweet. It's a shame he has no idea that Trevor will straight up shove a pill down my throat anyways.

"Thank you," I said with a smile and took my cup. Trevor took his glass and shot it down almost immediately and placed it back down on the bar. Then we walked to another area of the club, through the crowd of people on the dance floor. The balcony was spacious, a lot of people were out here but their cigarette smoke didn't interfere with each other.

Trevor had us sit at the end of the balcony and I sat in his lap. He lit two cigarettes and handed me one.

"Thank you sir," I said and took a hit.

"No problem my sweet kitten," He said with a genuine smile on his face, looking at me.

I sat there for a second enjoying the wholesome moment of us looking into each others eyes. I could forget everything bad that's happened while looking into his deep blue color.

"Mr. Ivanov," a waiter said walking up.

"Hello, what can I do for you?" Trevor asked while still looking at me.

"The police are looking for you, we suggest leaving out back, it can give you a direct line to the parking lot where they won't see you," the waiter said.

So this is exactly that kind of club. But I'm not shocked, Trevor doesn't like to go out anywhere unless he knows he has 100% control over what's going on around him.

But why are the cops here?

"I'm not wanted for anything," Trevor said confused as we stood up and he put his cigarette out.

"We wouldn't care even if you were sir, but police being here looks bad on business and people end up leaving or not showing up. So you have to go," the waiter said. "You can take the cup with you, follow me."

"Understood," Trevor said as I put my cigarette out quickly as well.

We followed the waiter out and to the back of the club. He directed us to our car, Trevor handed him a 100$ bill.

"Pleasure doing business with you Mr. Ivanov, hope to see you again," the waiter said as he tucked it into his shirt pocket.

"You will see me again no worries," Trevor said as he rolled up the window. We backed out of the parking spot and drove back down the road.

After about five minutes of silence, I noticed in the rear view mirror that a car had been following us. "Trevor, there's a car following us," I mentioned.

"Don't worry... I see," he whispered while glaring into the rear view mirror. He turned right and sped down the road and made a quick left. Then sped up again. I held onto the handle above me and held onto the seat with my other hand.

"You're not gonna die. Chill out." He said irritated as he made more sharp turns.

"I-I don't think that... I'm just really high right now," I said with a slight pant.

He busted out laughing and continued turning, eventually the car wasn't to be seen anymore and he slowed down into a random parking lot behind a tall brick wall.

"You're cute you know that?" Trevor chuckled as he unbuckled his belt and came towards me. I smiled up at him sweetly as he grabbed my cup and moved my seat down. He took a sip from the drink and set it down in the cup holder. "I wanna fuck you right here," he whispered against my lips as he gripped my jaw.

"Please do," I moaned back at him while he was pulling my jacket off.

"As you wish," he sighed out with a smirk on his face. He gripped my neck and started grinding against me, slowly pulling off my pants with each thrust against me. Then pushed his hand into my underwear, making me shiver from his cold touch.

We were so into each other we didn't notice the flashing lights that pulled up next to us. Trevor froze and put his hand over my mouth. I was blinking in surprise and looking at the lights all around us now.

"I really hope that's not for us," Trevor whispered, "I'm not done fucking you yet and I'm going to be in a very bad mood if I don't get to." I giggled at that and he winked at me. He moved his head up slightly and looked.

I knew with a simple sigh that the cops were here for us.

"You can just drive away right?" I whispered while looking at him.

"I should've told you the real reason why I wanted to leave the apartment tonight," he whispered, then looked back at me, "I knew they were coming for us whether I had protection from this cities police or not. I knew this was going to happen sooner or later no matter how many people I pay off... I have a fund saved for you."

"What do you mean? What are you talking about?" I asked, now realizing that Trevor's behavior all night hasn't been like his usual self. "Are we done?" I asked with a slight break in my voice.

He opened his mouth then looked around sighing. "I... I think we might be," he stopped talking for a second and stared off, "unless." He looked back at me. "Marti, I love you."

"What are you gonna do?" I asked panicked.

"Don't worry, you'll be okay," he said, kissing my forehead and pulling my clothes back on.

"What do you mean "I'll be okay," what about you?" I asked while sitting up, he pushed me back down in the seat.

"Don't worry Marti," He said and gave me a soft kiss. "I love you, please just say it back... I want to hear you say it."

I started crying, harder than I've cried in a long time. I could feel my entire body shaking, a lump in my throat and my head felt light. "I love you, Trevor."

"Trevor Ivanov, exit the vehicle now." We heard over a loudspeaker.

"No," I cried out, tears going down my face. He held onto my face and gave me another kiss and hugged me tightly. I held onto him and tried to pull him back as he unlocked the door. "Trevor don't, they'll just shoot you and you know it."

"Close your eyes little mouse, I love you with all my heart," he said to me and handcuffed me to the steering wheel.

I yanked on it, "no Trevor!" I yelled as he opened up the car door and held his hands up as he was getting out.

"I surrender!" he shouted as he walked away from the car. I yanked as hard as I could but couldn't get the cuff off, I stared at Trevor as he was instantly shot down.

My whole world felt blank. Ringing in my ears from the loud bang of the guns, the yelling, Trevor's face twisted in pure pain as he falls to the ground, blood gushing from his arms and legs. I watched in horror as he twitched on the ground and struggled to move his head and look at me. He gave me a weak smile as he was yanked up by the cop and handcuffed, then shoved into an ambulance.

"Are you Marti?" the officer who walked up to me asked. I couldn't process what happened and what was going on. I looked up at him with tears still falling and nodded gently. "Okay, let's get you back home where you belong." He said and uncuffed me from the steering wheel.

Home? Trevor was my home, now he's bleeding out to death in the back of an ambulance. My parents committed suicide. I have no outside family.

"I don't have a home to go to..." I said.

"Yes... you do, your parents have been looking for you for years," he stated.

I looked up at him with wide eyes, "my parents?!" I asked shocked. "I thought they were dead."

He sighed with a hurt look on his face, "you've been through a lot, I know, it's time for you to learn the truth, Marti."

"The truth?"