Nathan

I had been locked up for a long time now, okay maybe not a long time, but the lack of windows in the room I was kept in has kind of made it almost impossible for me to determine how long I've been locked up in here.

But in the time I've been here I've come to analyze and understand how things run here, I've even come to understand their routine. And that man has always been around to threaten me about what he intends to do to me.

I don't like saying his name, because it doesn't help make me feel any better about being here.

I have no idea what's going on in the outside world, I don't know if Spade even noticed I'd gone missing, or even Matteo, or even my own father.

I sigh out as I get up and start pacing the room, even if they know I'm missing, I don't think this man would make it any easier for them to find me, seeing as I don't even know where I'm being kept, for all I know I could be in another country, or another continent for that matter.

But whatever the odds, I couldn't just sit here and wait for Spade or whoever to come rescue me, I had to look for a way out of this place on my own.

I didn't even have any personal belongings with me, my phone was taken, my apartment keys, the only thing i have with me are the clothes on my body.

I had been going on and on about how i was going to get out of this godforsaken place, and all my plans seemed faulty at some point and would probably end up in me dead in a ditch somewhere.

But the latest one I deviced was much more easier and plausible but just as dangerous, and would still most likely end up in me dead in a ditch too, but I had to leave this place no matter what.

I wouldn't let that man put his hands on me ever again, ten years ago was the last time and I wanted to hold strong to that promise. I don't care if I have to die to do it, but the only problem there was, I still needed to see Spade.

To explain things to him, to let him know the truth, so even if I die, I'd be happy knowing he finally got the truth and didn't see me as a traitor.

It's funny how being kidnapped can distract you from certain things, like the guilt and heartbreak that had been eating me up since Spade walked out on me at my apartment, not that it stopped completely, but I spent half the time here thinking about how to escape, and the other half, I spent thinking about Spade and how I would explain things to him if I ever saw him again.

In a way, I was kind of hopeful that my plan would work this time, not that I've tried the others before, but I was sure this one that would be the first would actually work and I'd get the hell out of this place.

I stopped pacing when I heard the door turning, an indication someone was coming, I quickly rushed back to the bed as I sat on the edge, feeling my palms go sweaty, as I became fucking nervous and a bit scared.

The man that had been bringing me food, stepped into the room, with the same tray he'd been using since I was brought here, it was a plastic tray and everything used in it was plastic, the bowls, the spoons, even the forks.

And I knew this was all part of an attempt to keep me from trying to escape, but what they failed to grasp was the fact that Spade was my fucking boyfriend, and although I was reluctant to learn, he'd taught me how to use a gun.

And the man that had been coming here with the food, always carried a gun tucked inside his pants by his side. And that was what I was going to use to get out if here

Thinking about it now made it sound very dangerous and it made me want to do it even more, maybe that man was right and I'd been hanging around Spade too much he had corrupted me, but I didn't care, I like it.

The man stopped just close to me as he leaned over and dropped the tray on the table beside the bed, my eyes moved to the weapon, it was still tucked there, and the man always came alone which gave me enough time to do what I wanted to do.

I knew the man wasn't looking at me, and the fact that I was rather smaller than him gave me a good opportunity as I inched closer to him on the bed, my eyes resting on the weapon again as I eyed it wearily

It shouldn't take me long, the longer I sat there contemplating, the harder it became to just pull it out, and the closer he got to getting up from there, and I'd lose my chance

I exhaled out loudly and gathered my mind together, I had to do this, I had to get out of this godforsaken place, so I could see Spade again, Matteo and even Su.

With that in mind, I rushed forward and pulled out the gun from the man's pants, standing up quickly and taking two steps away from the man, he got up just as fast and before he could face me, I had the gun facing him as I followed Spade's directive

He said to turn the safety off, and only put my finger on the trigger if I was ready to shoot

So I clicked the safety off first, but my fingers hasn't moved to the trigger, because as much as I wanted to shoot, I couldn't, I'd never killed a person before, and I don't think I intend to now.

This was just so I could get out of this place, I would threaten him and when I have him on the bed, I'd run as fast as I could.

The man took two steps closer to me as I raised the gun up "don't take a step closer" I matter out, my heart beating, even my hand on the gun was sweaty and moist, my whole body was hot as I felt the urge to move my hand up and swipe the sweat that was threatening to fall on the side of my cheek.

He seemed to not have heard me as he just grunted out and took another step closer to me, by now my hands around the gun was slightly starting to shake and I think he noticed this "I'm going to shoot you, I swear to God" I told him and he curved his lips upward as he grunted out again, he rarely ever spoke so his grunting didn't seem to bother me, and so did my threat, it didn't seem to faze the man as he started after advancing towards me again.

The more steps he took forward, the more I took back as I finally stopped at the door, my back hit it, my hands were clammy and were shaking, I was sweating profusely, because at this point I didn't know what to do, actually I knew what I had to do, buy I didn't think I had the balls to do it as I swallowed hard.

He should just stop already "I don't want to shoot you, but I will if you don't stop" I whispered out, feeling my whole nerve leave me as I realized he wasn't going to stop.

He wouldn't stop, even if I threatened him till tomorrow, he'd just keep coming until he would collect the gun from me, and I didn't want to think about what would happen if he took this gun from me.

I shut my eyes tight and I heard the sound of the gun, my heart beating wildly as my hands was shaking and I could feel the vibration in my fingertips, just like I had felt it the first time Stefano made me shoot a gun, even the slight clapback on my shoulder.

My chest was rising and falling as I opened my eyes slowly and peered through my lashes and on the floor was the man that had been coming to bring food for me since I'd been taken, and there was blood coming out of his chest, his eyes were wide open as he stared back at me, with dead soulless eyes.

My hands immediately started shaking as my whole body shook, my system shut down and bile rose up my throat, before I could stop myself, I hunched over the other side of the door and threw up.

I got back up breathing hard as my chest caved in and my head had suddenly become too heavy for me, the room was spinning. I'd killed someone, I shot him and he was now dead.

I looked at my hand and the gun dropped with a loud thud on the ground, my hands were shaking and my whole body felt too tired to even move.

But I couldn't stay here, someone else must have heard the gunshot, and it won't take them long before they came rushing into this room.

I turned around breathing hard and ran as fast as I could, I could literally hear the sound of my heartbeat, it felt as if my heart was in my throat. My shaky hands reached for the doorknob and I twisted, thank God the door was open, I rushed out and I was in a corridor, very long that I didn't think I could actually see the end on both sides

Without thinking it through I dashed towards the left side, passing by different doors as I ran as fast as I could, I could already hear heavy footsteps as people were already running on the floor I was in, I couldn't let them catch me.

They were barking orders at each other, that for a second I stopped hearing my own heartbeat, but it came back when I realize, I had no idea where I was going. But I didn't stop running.

I didn't mean to shoot that man, it just happened. Shooting him was not part of my plans at all, I just wanted to threaten him and run, but now I had shot him and every man in this house which I could tell was fucking huge, was after me

I was about to rush past when I spotted a long flight of stairs that led down, I breathed out a sigh of relief, it'll definitely get me closer to getting out of here, so I rushed down on it, still keeping in mind that I was probably being chased.

The stairs was longer than I thought, but that was the least of my problem as I slowly approached the last of the stairs, I was already seeing a very flamboyant and luxurious living room, huge golden chandelier hanging up from the high end ceiling, the almost indigo, golden chairs, and very wide living room.

I stepped into it, breathing hard as my eyes darted around, probably looking for the exit door, so I could get out of here. There was a huge bar that I don't think I could consider a mini bar, just by the west side of the living room.

I saw a door on the opposite side of the bar and I breathed out, this was fucking too easy, or was it? I rushed towards it, hoping no one would stop me, just as I was about to open the door, it flew open and there stood men, huge tall men with big guns, without waiting to count them, I ran away and headed towards the stairs I just came down from.

But I was once again shocked when I came face to face with another set of men, dressed the same as the first. I gasped out as I knew I was fucked. I was trapped in the middle of both parties, with nowhere to run to again.

I swallowed hard when one of them took a swing at me, I didn't see it coming until when it was inches away from my face, and it hit me hard, it sent me flying across the room as I landed on the shiny tiled floor, groaning as my head hit the ground.

I felt my jaw loosen as I knew I had broken a bone there. I tried to get up, but my head was throbbing fast and loud, this felt way different than my father's punch.

Another one of the men stopped in front of me, and my eyes landed on his shiny shoes, before he grabbed me by the collar and turned me around so I'm facing up, he delivered another punch to my face, whipping my head to the side as I felt the metallic taste in my mouth.

I coughed out and blood splattered out of my mouth and onto the shiny floor. I groaned out as I felt my face hurt like there were thousands of needles being pricked into my skin, but that was only the beginning as I started getting kicked in the stomach

The first one sent me curving into a ball as I groaned out, at first it was just one person, but soon I lost count, as one landed on my stomach, cracking my ribs, another hit my chest, and then my back.

I couldn't even tell where they were coming from, but they hurt like a bitch as I groaned out, feeling my bones break as they kept hitting me, hurling me in different directions

My vision had gotten blurry as i tried to keep my eyes open, but the more they hit, a face appeared in my line of vision and it wasn't blurry or hazy, it was very clear to me. Spade I was seeing Spade, but then my eyes started closing, slowly but surely it started closing. Until it finally closed, but the last image and the last thing that left my lips, was Spade.

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