THIRD PERSON'S POV
The doctor rushed to catch her before she hit the ground, smirking sinisterly. He finally had her in his arms again, it's been so long. He wanted nothing more but to kiss her plump lips swollen.
Angel's parent rushed to him "Doctor, what happened?" Her mother questioned alarmed that she had fallen unconscious again
"She's fine, I just sedated her to knock her out so she can calm down. She still needs rest. I hope you don't mind "
"Of course not, doctor. As long as she's okay"
"Let's go back inside" He says and carries her inside
Upon getting to the ward, he asked them to stay outside as he was going to set her down so they don't disturb her. Her parents reluctantly agreed and he closed the door.
As the door closed, his eyes finally revealed longing as he stared at Angel's face. He gently placed her on the bed and tucked her in, he placed his hand on her cheek rubbing softly. "Why'd you leave me for him?, hmm?. I know I made a mistake and I was ready to apologize so we could finally be back together but you got back with him?, don't you love me anymore??" He whispers and all of a sudden he stops, he stands up and walks out of the ward. As he got outside, Angel's parents asked if they could go inside
"Of course but please make sure not to disturb her"
"We won't, we won't"
"Okay then. Please excuse me "
They entered the room and sat on both sides of the bed, each of them taking one of her hands and rubbing it lightly offering silent comfort
Meanwhile....
In the doctor's office, he sat down on his chair appearing to be deep in thought. Suddenly he picked up the phone and dialed someone
Phone conversation
"I have her here with me"
" Hey Chris. No greetings today ?"
"Shut it"
" Fine, you have her already?. Is she dead or alive??"
"Ashton, what'd you mean dead or alive?. I told you I was cooperating with you solely because of her so why would she be dead?"
"I was pulling your legs, bro"
"We aren't friends to be that familiar with each other"
"Whatever, I don't care. I just need to teach her a lesson that's all"
" I have no problem with that, as long as she's alive"
It was silent on the other end for a while " What about the guy?, you want him alive too?"
Chris scoffs " Alive?, I'd rather he dies"
Ashton chuckles and asks " Thought you said you loved her, why hurt her??"
" How's that your business?, thought you wanted revenge for your boss" Chris retorts back
" And I will. No need to get all hulky on me. Just bring her her soon"
" Fine"
He sits in his office contemplating his to take her out of the hospital without raising suspicion and he couldn't come up with any ideas so he decided to wait until they called that she was awake. And as if lady luck was on his side, he was called five minutes later that she woke up
IN THE WARD
ANGEL'S POV( should have continued in third person's POV but we all need to know how she feels in a particular place to come. Peace ✨✌️)
I stare at the white ceiling lifelessly, angry at myself for not being able to get to Sammy. Was he even safe??,
And my parents are proving particularly difficult right now, they wouldn't even let me sit up from the bed and they called the doctor as soon as I opened my eyes as if they were afraid I'd run away again which I found amusing and a silly smile crept onto my lips but it soon disappeared when the so called doctor walked inside
Chris!! What was he doing here??, I sure have a knack for bringing bad luck to myself
I maintain my composure as he walked towards me smiling sickenly, I couldn't help but shiver slightly as I realized something was off about him. And he must have been the one to knock me out
"How are you feeling, Miss Angel?" He stops by the foot of the bed
"I'm good doctor"
"That's great, any discomforts?"
"Nope, all good. By the way, how did I pass out, doc?"
" Well, due to the fact that your emotions were unstable and all over the place and you also wanted to endanger yourself. I had to resort to such means, I hope Miss Angel doesn't mind?" He asked smiling gently but his smile gave me the creeps. He could have won an Oscar without even trying
" It's okay doc. " I turn to my mum " uh, mum. Can I talk to the doctor privately?, I have some questions for him"
" Okay, your father and I are gonna be in the lobby" she holds onto my father " honey come on, let's go"
As soon as they walk out the door, my smile dropped and I turn to face Chris with a deadpan expression "can you drop the act now??"
"Fine, it was interesting to play doctor with you though. You know I always wanted to try roleplaying but you just seemed to stubborn to listen"
" Cocky bastard, what'd you want?"
"I already told you what I want. I want you"
"You'd be crazy if you really think I'd come back to you cause you feel like it. This isn't a Chinese drama, bruh. It's real life. Wake up"
He chuckles and says " it's exactly because of the way you're actively rejecting me that I knew you needed to be punished"
I chuckle coldly " Punished??, doctor Chris seems to be joking " I look at him with murderous intent visible in my eyes
" Well, well. Miss Angel better not take my words lightly"
" Or what?, bend me over and spank me or forcer yourself on me ?" His hands that were moving to remove the IV seemed to pause slightly before forcefully removing it causing me to furrow my brows slightly in pain
" Despite the fact that the image of you being bent over is a tempting one, I won't do that at least not now."
" You son of a bitch "
" And I won't be able to promise my baby girl the safety of her parents if she doesn't listen well"
I laugh " what?, are you planning to harm them in broad daylight?. "
" Not necessarily, you can see they trust me a lot. It wouldn't require much effort "
" Hmm. You think I can't protect them?, you can't harm them as long as I'm alive, heck even if I died you won't be able to touch them"
" Including him?" He says smiling unnervingly at me
Despite my troubling thoughts, I stare back defiantly not backing down " I can protect them even if I can't, I'd die trying"
He smiles lightly" I think the only useful part of that sentence is the latter cause you already failed at the former"
My blood pressure skyrocketed at his words. How did this happen?, he's supposed to be safe. Where's he?, is he even still alive??
Watching as my thoughts were finally revealed on my face. Chris smirks "well, well, well. Looks like Miss Angel isn't quite confident anymore now, is she?"
" Shut it" I grit out " if you in as much harm just one strand of his hair, I can promise you a very fulfilling death" I say meaning every word
" Ooh, is our little baby mad at me " he taunts
" Thought I freaking told you to stop calling me that "
" I'd call you anything I like and you're not really in a position to bargain with me now are you??.....baby girl"
I clench my teeth to stop myself from lashing out at him again so I stood up and punched him squarely on his jaw, he staggers clearly not expecting it and he knocked the IV stand down causing some noise " call me that one more time and you'd really regret it"
He wipes the blood off his lips and smiles at me "feisty, I like it" Scum
My parents rushed in alarmed, probably having heard the the noise
" Darling, c'mere " I walk over " you okay?"
" Yes dad"
" What happened??, we heard some noise "
" Nothing" I smile " Dad, the doctor said I was good to go"
" Is that so?" He asks Chris
" Yes sir, she's perfectly fine"
" Okay that's good" he turns to me " darling, let's go home"
" Yeah, about that...." I trail off trying to find the perfect excuse
" Yes??" Mum asks
" I was thinking of treating the doctor to a meal, y'know to thank him and then I'd go check on Sammy when I'm done. So how about you guys go home now and I'd come back home before you know it?" I smile
Dad frowns, showing his obvious displeasure at me staying back and I knew he wanted to talk to me. Luckily for me, my mum intervenes" honey, let's go. She needs this outing y'know, she hasn't been out of the house since forever and she'd be back soon, right baby?"
" Absolutely mum" I thank her silently
" Fine "
As soon as they drove off from the hospital, I breathe a sigh of relief as I turn to face my captor
" Where's he??"
" Who?" He grins
" Don't play dumb "
" Well, to be honest--"
" That's a first" I cut in
" Bitch. He's a bargaining chip to make you cooperate and if you cooperate he won't be in danger for sometime but if you don't, he'd die immediately "
" So you're basically keeping him as my leash"
" Smart girl" I glare at him and he chuckles
I turn my back to him as I dial Roman
" Boss, take care of my parents "
" No greetings " his voice sounded sleepy he really was too free for a gang leader
" I'd be busy for sometime and I won't be around to watch them so don't forget " I hang up the phone and toss it to him " You wouldn't want Roman to find me now, would you?" He frowns and smashes my phone
"Oh well, you're buying me a new one"
"Shut up and let's go "
"Whatever, I hope wherever you're taking me is neat and not stinky " I fake gag
No response
He walked me to his car, open the door for me and pushed me inside causing me to almost hit my head
"Heyy, careful. What if I hit my head?"
" Who cares?"
"So you're saying even if I was disfigured you'd still 'want' me ?" I ask air quoting the want
His frown deepens even more " if you hadn't been actively rejecting me then I'd have given you a princess carry"
" Nevermind, I'd rather be disfigured than be with you talk less of your princess carry"
He starts the car engine and he stopped talking but I continue to grill him to get something out of him cause I couldn't go into this blind which is basically what I'm doing if I don't ask some questions
Clears throat " You said you won't hurt him as long as I cooperate right?"
" I didn't say that. Don't put words into my mouth "
" Then what'd you say?" I tilt my head looking particularly obedient and knowing he loved when I am obedient, I smile lightly awaiting my answer
" I said as long as you cooperate, he'll be fine for the time being "
" For the time being?" I pause as I try to grasp what he said and when I did, I was fuming
" You son of a bitch, you're a bastard "
" If I wasn't one, how else would I get you to reconsider?"
" He better be safe"
" Or what?" He grins
" I'm telling you, if anything happens to him you can forget about being even 25 feet near me "
" I don't care what you want or feel. You should know better by now, I just want you that's all"
" I hate you. So much. I regret ever knowing you. I regret ever accepting you in the first place, you beast" I bite out
He slams on the brake " shut up"
Ouch, this bastard can't even drive properly, my head feels like it's gonna split into two
" What?, can't even drive properly and you wanna get back together?. Dream on"
He gets out of the car and after slamming the door he walks up to my side " Get out"
" With pleasure " I smile knowing what was coming next and as soon as I got out of the car, a punch was delivered to my face so hard that I stumbled
Ouch, my pretty face. Well, I can't fight back just yet, I need him to make me bleed before I beat him up
"Come on, think I can't take a punch?" I smile with my blood painted teeth "or is our little bastard tired already?"
"Shut it" and he kicked me so hard in the ribs that I doubled over, blood pooled in my mouth, the sharp metallic taste coating my tongue.
I sucked in a slow, steady breath, ignoring the fire in my ribs where Chris's knee had landed. He stood a few feet away, shaking out his fist, chest rising and falling with labored breaths. He was enjoying this, watching me break. Heh. Boomer
I spat blood onto the dirt, wiped my mouth with the back of my hand and smirked. "That all you got?, you hit like a teenage girl "
His jaw clenched. "You really don't know when to shut up."
"Guess I learned from the best."
That did it. He stepped forward, raising his fist again but I was faster. That's enough!
I lunged, slamming my forehead into his nose. CRACK. His strangled curse was music to my ears as he stumbled back, hands flying to his face. Blood gushed between his fingers.
I didn't let up.
With precision, I drove my knee into his ribs once, twice, three times. He wheezed, his body folding as he fell to his knees, clutching his side. I grabbed his collar, yanked him close, and hissed in his ear, "You really thought you could own me again?. I already told you that you'd be crazy to think I'll come back to you but you just had to be stubborn, isn't it?"
Then I slammed my fist into his jaw, sending him sprawling onto the ground. He groaned, trying to crawl away, but I stepped over him, pressing my boot against his chest.
"Get up," I ordered, my voice cold and sharp. "We're still going."
Chris coughed, wheezing as he forced himself upright. His eyes burned with fury but he obeyed. He had no choice.
I slid into the car, gripping my knees as I stared out the window. My stomach twisted. I had won this round, but whatever waited for me at the end of this ride… it would be worse.
Much worse
And I was right...
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The warehouse smelled of rust, sweat, and something rancid. The least they could do was at least make sure this place wasn't stinky.
My arms were bound behind me, my wrists burning from the tight rope. My body ached from the punches, but I sat straight, my head high. They could beat me until my bones shattered, but I wouldn't give them what they wanted.
Chris stood off to the side, arms crossed, watching.
He wasn't just letting this happen, he was enjoying it. The bastard might wanna play hero later
My stomach curled with disgust but I didn't look at him. My focus was on Ashton, the man pacing in front of me. He wore a sharp suit, his expensive cologne failing to mask the stench of blood and sweat in the room. His smirk was lazy, confident like he already knew how this would end. And that was always a bad thing
"I expected more fight from you, Angel," Ashton mused. "Guess you're just another weak little girl without a weapon in hand."
I exhaled sharply, letting out a low chuckle. "This is supposed to break me?" I lifted my head, smirking through the blood dripping down my chin. "Please. I've had worse fights in my sleep."
His smirk faltered. He nodded at one of his men.
A fist slammed into my gut. I gasped, but I bit down my reaction, refusing to show weakness.
"You hit like a toddler, I'm not surprised though. Your boss Robert also hit like a pussy and he died like one " I muttered
Another punch. Another bruise. I rolled my shoulders, smirking through the pain. They wanted me to scream? To beg?
Not a damn chance, then the door creaked open.
My breath hitched and they dragged him in.
Samuel
His face was battered, one eye nearly swollen shut. His hands were bound behind him, his legs barely supporting his weight. But when his gaze met mine, there was no fear. Just silent pleading.
I turned back to Ashton, my voice calm, controlled betraying my chaotic thoughts "Let him go."
Ashton grinned. "You see, that's not how this works. You killed my boss, Angel. You think I'd let that slide?"
"Take it out on me," I said through clenched teeth. "Not him."
He tilted his head, pretending to consider it. Then he grinned. "No fun in that, is there?"
The first punch landed on Samuel's ribs.
I thrashed in my chair. "I swear to God--"
The next blow cracked against his jaw.
I yanked at the ropes, rage turning my vision red. "I will kill every last one of you!"
They didn't stop. Samuel grunted, barely able to stand. And then, CRACK.
The steel pipe collided with his ribs. He collapsed, coughing up blood.
Something inside me snapped.
A scream tore from my throat, raw and inhuman. My muscles burned as I yanked at the ropes, my body shaking with fury. My pulse thundered in my ears. My nails dug into my palms, my wrists twisting against the restraints.
The chair creaked.
Then, CRACK.
The wood shattered beneath me. I hit the ground hard, pain shooting through my knees.
The room stilled.
Then I moved.
I kicked out, sweeping one of Ashton's men off his feet. Before he could react, I grabbed a jagged piece of broken chair and slammed it into another's skull. Chaos erupted. Just how I loved it
Two thugs lunged. I ducked under a punch, elbowed one in the throat, and slammed my knee into another's stomach.
Three down. Seventeen to go.
Chris was still standing there, watching.
I met his gaze, my breathing heavy. "You just stood there," I whispered. "You wanted this."
He smirked. "You deserved it. You're a bitch, you're just a tool that can be discarded whenever and be replaced whenever and you dared to hit me. "
The words were gasoline on an already raging fire.
I launched at him.
He barely had time to react before my fist connected with his jaw. He stumbled back, but I didn't stop. I rained down blows his ribs, his stomach, his throat. I wanted him to hurt.
"You think" punch "you can control me" punch "you think I'll ever be yours again?"
Chris wheezed, trying to fight back, but he was weak. He had always been weak. I was just too afraid to notice
I grabbed the broken chair leg and rammed it into his gut. He gasped, blood spilling from his lips.
"I should've killed you a long time ago," I whispered, and with one final strike, I ended him with a bullet to the head
The room had gone eerily silent.
Ashton took a slow step back, realization dawning on his face. "Shoot her," he barked
Too late. I was already on him.
I kicked the gun from his hand, ducked under a wild swing, and drove my fist into his ribs. He staggered but I didn't stop. I grabbed his collar, slammed his face into the concrete and let the sickening crack of his skull be the last sound he ever made.
Panting, I turned to the remaining men. Blood dripped from my hands. My breath was ragged.
"Who's next?" I growled
.
Weapons clattered to the ground.
They ran.
I wasted no time. I stumbled to Samuel, dropping to my knees. His breathing was shallow, his body weak.
I cupped his cheek. "Hey. Stay with me, Sammy. Please "
His eyelids fluttered. "You… really know how to make an entrance. Kitten."
A broken laugh slipped from my lips. "You're not dying on me. Not today."
I wouldn't let him.