"Then let's leave"

...

Both the males looked at you before beginning to laugh.

"What are you talking about? You don't seriously think we're gonna listen to you?" Namor spat sinisterly as he twirled his knife. Disgust grew upon your face and you looked at Nathan who seemed to be contemplating the idea. "You're the one who said you're sick of it here.." you mentioned rolling your eyes and Namor's left eye twitched as he frowned. "You little.. Nathan lets just kill her and get out of here"

The ginger cocked his head at you a bit, "She's right. We can leave and go back to headquarters and make sure everything is okay with the boss" Namor groaned loudly and threw his knife so that it stuck deep in the wall. "Listen.. I'm done playing these games Nathaniel. Either you show me proof it wasn't a bust or I'm going to kill her" he quickly shot his head to you with a smile, "After all that trouble she put us through with her running away and begging and crying.. I've been itching to wrap my hands around that neck"

You backed closer to the bedframe as Namors intensity grew. His eyes were constantly wide and alert, almost like he was always on a hunt. Nathan ignored his words and began to search through the closet of the room. He pulled out a black bookbag and began to pack what was already in the near surrounding.

"Get up, we're leaving" Nathan spoke to you. You quickly hopped out of the bed and slowly made your way near him. Namor gripped the handle of the knife before pulling it out of the wall with aggression. He pointed it at you, "Didn't I just say I'm not doing that bullshit? You can leave all you want but the girl stays here for me to deal with"

"I don't think so. She's coming with me"

The atmosphere of the room grew in pressure as the two kidnappers glared at each other. You didn't know what to do or say but you knew staying with Namor would lead to torture and death. Nathan was your best shot. "What about this dress Nathan?" you held the ends of the thin gown.

No way you could leave wearing that. It was already freezing inside the rickety house, imagine the degrees outside. Not only that but it wasn't comfortable in the slightest.

Nathan pulled out a black pair of sweats and a long sleeve, black shirt t0 change into, "Hurry up and put this on" "Here?" "Did I stutter?" attitude left his lips which made you anxious, "Listen I've changed your clothes before alright? Just hurry up so we can leave this dingy house in the care of the psychopath!"

Namor continued to glare at you two with no motion. Quickly you put on the baggy clothing which you assumed belonged to Nathan. You had no knowledge of the time. Hell! You didn't even know what date it was. You were truly at the disadvantaged and now you were wearing one of the two of your kidnappers clothing.

"You know.." Namor sparked with a smile in his eyes, "He doesn't actually care about you" You glanced up at the dark haired male as you adjusted your shirt. "He just wants the money. He doesn't really care about you. He's taking you to headquarters simply because he'll get the money faster. Just stay with me, atleast I'm honest"

You gritted your teeth as your head began to ache. You didn't want to stay with either of them.. Kidnappers. Murderers. Liars. All you felt for them was loathe but atleast you were safe with Nathan. Atleast he wanted to keep you alive.

When you didn't respond or look Namors way, he snapped.

"I know you hear me you bitch"

Nathan grabbed your arm gently after throwing the fully packed bag over his shoulder, "Let's go" You followed behind the ginger still barefoot which he took note of. "My vehicle is deep in the woods. It's okay, I know your feet are cold but I'll get you shoes"

Suddenly he cares.

Namor didn't follow either of you as you exited the house. It was dark out and the thought crossed your mind that you hadn't see daylight in awhile. Nathan took your hand which left you feeling bittersweet. He led you in the woods and through the darkness.

"He'll be back you know. Namor will follow us, I feel it" you spoke softly to Nathan and he nodded. You winced as a stick caught in your toenail. Again you felt pain as you cut your feet on rocks and suddenly Nathan pick you up bridal style. "You don't have to carry me" "I'm aware but we can't have you getting more hurt than you are" You glanced at your bandaged hand before sighing, "I have to be in perfect condition for you to deliver me.. are you even human?" "I have to do what I can to survive. Nothing personal"

You covered your face feeling frustration building yet again for the immoral situation but you knew you'd escape. You just had to escape..

"We're going to headquarters?" you asked him calmly and he nodded.

A black Tahoe came into view which you could only tell from the chrome rims shining in the moonlight. There was a beep from the car as Nathan unlocked the doors with his key. He set you in the passenger seat and you reluctantly put your seatbelt on. You watched as Nathan walked around the car to the driver side but he paused midway.

You cracked the door open as he stood in one place uncomfortable long. "Nathan? Aren't we leaving?"

"Namor if you're going to shoot me, then shoot me"

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