Matt’s POV

Raged coursed through my veins as I paced my office, each step bringing me closer and closer to my breaking point. All I could see was red I couldn’t fucking stand waiting around for someone to come up with a plan! We were wasting fucking time—precious time. Each minute we wasted here was one that the Vipers were using to do god knows what to Jolie. Just that thought alone made my stomach churn.

“Fuck!” I hissed turning and punching the wall next to my hidden wall armory.

I was so pissed off, stressed out and guilty over losing Jo to the Vipers that I could barely think straight. I wanted to kill those bastards for taking what belonged to me, and I couldn’t sit idly by and wait for my fucktard friends to come up with a plan. No, I had to take action NOW. I would kill any one who touched a hair on Jolie’s head, and mark my words: They. Would. Pay!

Without another thought, I ripped the door to my armory off its hinges and began suiting up. I didn’t give a shit about my life as long as I got Jolie away from the Vipers in one piece. We all had heard how ruthless the Vipers were to their captives and I wasn’t about to sit around and let Jo endure that kind of torture. No, heads would fly before I let anything happen to her!

By the time I had half of my arsenal strapped to my body and a vague plan on how to find the Viper’s compound, the door to my open flew open without warning. I reflexively grabbed the gun in my belt but continued packing up when I saw Gates looking me up and down with a raised brow.

“I’ll get them back…” I said gravely. “I need her, I don’t care.” And that was the truth. I couldn’t picture a day without Jolie by my side and I was already losing my mind in these two hours apart. It was like she was the missing piece of my life that I had been looking for—the one thing that made me whole and I couldn’t give that up. I loved her more than I loved anything else in this shitty world. Jo had become part of me and I couldn’t back down and give up on us now, not when she needed me the most.

“I’m with you,” Gates nodded, reaching for a gun.

“Shads, we can’t just go knocking on door heavily armed, you gotta know that—” Zack’s voice sounded from the doorway to my office, and both Jimmy and Johnny stood beside him. Fucking hell, I didn’t have time for an intervention. We had to move now before it was too late!

“Oh I will make you see! I will find Jolie and bring her back, if just one of these guys will harm a hair on her head, I will fucking kill them all,” I vowed, the urge to kill surging now more than it ever had before. I felt crazed but I couldn’t help it—Someone just took the one thing that meant the most to me.

“We need information first. The Berry’s just arrived, we will let them have their way and try to gather some information, when we know where the girls are, we are all in and help you get them back, but right now… we have nothing, you gotta see, that we need to do some—” Zack continued but I didn’t want to hear it. I turned around grabbed the last gun out of the closet and slammed it shut. I didn’t want to wait! We couldn’t!

“We don’t have fucking time to wait! What if they… We don’t know what they are doing with them! I don’t stand to wait! I need to do something! I need to go find them! I can’t just sit here and fucking wait… I can’t!” I raged, shaking my head and feeling my chest constrict painfully. I needed Jolie with me more than my power and I knew that now.

“If you go out there now, like this, the Vipers will know what you are up to, it will only end worse, Shads, believe me. Stay put, we will make a plan and get the girls back, nothing will happen to them,” Zack said. It was a lie. It was all a fucking lie and I was about to lose it!

“Get out,” I hissed, pinching my eyes and clenching my fists. It was better if they were gone. “Now… GET OUT!”

As soon as the door slammed shut behind them, I let out a loud growl and completely lost control. I flipped over all the chairs and the desk, anger coursing through my veins. I could feel every painful beat of my heart, quickly pumping the toxic emotion throughout my body. It felt like glass pushing through my insides, ripping me apart and making me so tense that it was almost painful to move. But how could I stand still when all I could see was red? I had to move and I had to get some kind of fucking answer because I was so close to the breaking point that I could barely stand to be in my own skin.

How could I have let Jolie slip away from me? I had everything planned out perfectly and now she was fucking gone! I complete failed at my job! I let the one thing that mattered the most to me slip away! If the girls stayed under my and Gates’ supervision the whole time, this would have never happened!

I sank down to the floor and slammed my fists on the floor, every feeling washing over me at once. I missed her and I felt so unbelievable guilty about everything. I put my head back against the wall and looked up the ceiling, feeling my world crumble around me. “Fuck… Jo… I’m so sorry,” I sighed, mentally beating myself up. I hated myself for not being able to protect her and I needed to do something!

I couldn’t sit here and pretend everything would be okay in the morning. Fuck no, I needed to get up and do something, or at least find a stiff drink to dull the ache I was feeling in the pit of my stomach. The sickening feeling of the truth—It was all my fault.

With a groan, I picked myself up off the floor and headed out of my office. I could hear voices coming down the hall from the kitchen but I didn’t want to face any of them right now. Hell, I could barely stand to be in our room long enough to grab a bottle of whiskey. Everything here reminded me of Jo and that just made the whole angry, confused, and guilty feeling start all over again. I had to get out of here!

The next thing I knew, I was walking across the dark beach sipping on a whisky in complete shock. It was supposed to be perfect day on this goddamn beach and I was the one who fucked it all up. I was the one who didn’t follow my own damn rules and took my eyes off the girls. I was the one who got in a fight with the woman I loved because I couldn’t let go of even an ounce of control. I was the one who didn’t listen to what she was telling me. Fuck! I was the reason both Jolie and Emery were gone. And for what? So I could prove that I could protect Jo? Well, look what good that did! I failed her…

I should have just listened to Jo. She was right—she was always fucking right! We should have just blew caution to the wind of a few hours and had fun together, then no one would have been able to take her away from me. Hell, if I had listened to Jo, she could have been sitting next to me right now enjoy a drink in the moonlight. But I didn’t know where she was, and that thought crushed me just as the fact that I couldn’t protect her…

I let out a growl as I collapsed down in the sand, pulling the bottle of whisky to my lips and taking four large gulps. The bottle was draining fast but the burning sensation from the alcohol on my throat but didn’t touch the pain or anger I was feeling in my chest. Fuck, I needed something stronger—something to take the pain away. Though deep down I knew the only remedy was to have Jo safely back in my arms.

With a groan, I took another long sip from the bottle and lay back in the sand, my hands clutching it for dear life. My head was spinning from drink more than half a bottle in the span of an hour but I didn’t care. Maybe it would help me forget about losing Jo for a little while. But what if I never got her back?

I pinched my eyes shut, blocking on the one neon light that was shinning brightly on the lifeguard station. Through my eyelids it looked like I was living in a burning inferno, and honestly that’s where I belonged. I didn’t fucking deserve to be free while my girlfriend and sister were trapped at the hands of some ruthless killers. We all heard rumors about what the Vipers did to their captives and just thinking about it was making my veins flood with rage. No, it was my job to get them back!

No one had the right to put those Pagano girls through anymore shit. They had lived a nightmare their entire lives and now I’m sure the Vipers were living up to their vial reputation. Fuck! I couldn’t lay here and wait for someone else to take action. I needed to find one of those Vipers and beat some information out of them! I needed answers so I could get my girl back. Enough with feeling guilty, it was time to redeem myself in Jo’s eyes. I had to make this right!

“Enough fucking around,” I grumbled to myself as I drunkenly stumbled to my feet, the sand making balance a difficult feat. Someone was going to pay for taking those girls tonight! That was for damn sure! With another few swigs to the bottle and stumbling feat, I made it back to the car. I was seeing purely red and there was no turning back.

“It’s time to get the girls back,” I slurred, climbing into the driver’s seat. I could feel my phone vibrating in my pocket but I couldn’t stop now. I was pissed and someone was going to pay for taking those girls.

I pressed my foot down on the accelerator and watched the world fly by at 90 mph. Something snapped inside of me and I didn’t give a damn about anything anymore. My life didn’t matter and I didn’t care that I was being reckless, not as long as justice was served. I just needed to find one of those yellow and gold jackets! I would hit one of those bastards with the car if I saw him, but not before getting some answers.

It wasn’t until I flew around the corner onto Main Street in District three that I saw any live. There at the very end of the street, I could see a blurry outline of a man dressed in one of those gold and black leather jackets. I pushed the pedal down even more, not caring that I was now driving on the wrong side of the road. I didn’t care what stepped in front of the car, not the bench that practically exploded or the mailbox that came out of nowhere; I wasn’t stopping until I reached that bastard.

I quickly slammed on the brakes as I neared that Viper bastard and the car did a 360-degree turn, crashing sideways into a telephone pole. The jolt sent my whiskey bottle flying out the window, smashing on the ground in a million pieces. If I wasn’t already seeing red before, now it was like burning fire behind my eyes. I wanted to kill and I wanted those fuckers to suffer. Never in my life had I ever experienced a rage like this.

“You fucker are going to die tonight,” I slurred, as I stumbled out of the car and made my way down the street. “Hey! Where the hell do you think you’re going!” I bellowed after him, my voice dark and threatening.

That fucker had the nerve to turn around and keep walking away from me, pretending he didn’t know what I was talking about. “HEY! I’M FUCKING TALKING TO YOU ASSWHIPE!”

“Who me?” I guy said turning around, looking all surprised. Well wasn’t that fucking cute? Go ahead, act like your fucking gang didn’t take something that belonged to me. See how far that shit got me when I was already beyond pissed. He could play dumb all he wanted, but he wasn’t getting away that easy.

“Yes you!” I raged, still storming towards him. All the alcohol in my system was making me feel invincible and like I could do fucking anything. Oh, this was the wrong time for this fucker to mess with Matthew Charles Sanders! “You think you’re little stunt today was funny, do ya?”

The man waved his hands in front of him, shaking his head. “Stunt? No, buddy, I think you’ve got the wrong guy!”

A sinister laughed escaped my mouth as I grabbed the bastard by the back of the jacket, holding him up in the air. He kicked and squirmed in the air but it was no use, I was easily twice his size. “Buddy? Wrong choice of words,” I hissed before dropping him down on the ground and kicking him hard in the ribs. “You better start fucking talking if you want to live!” I said, drop kicking his ass again.

The guy coughed and crumbled into a heap on the ground, grabbing his ribs. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I don’t even know you—”

“Wrong answer Viper!” I roared, leaning down and pummeling his face and chest as hard as I could with my fist. “Where. Are. Those. Girls? Where. Did. You. Bastards. Take. Them?” I hit between each word, my teeth grinding together as my fists mercilessly moved against this Viper.

“I’m not—” He started and I punched him square in the mouth, his two front teeth flying out with one hit.

“DON’T. FUCKING. LIE. TO. ME!” I continued, hitting and kicking every inch of this swine. “Tell me where they are!” I screamed, grabbing his throat as he coughed up blood on my already blood-covered arms.

“I-I-I…” he wheezed weakly, blood dripping from his mouth and face as I squeezed harder. The Viper bastard was barely conscious but I wasn’t done with him yet. I needed some fucking answers!

“Answer me!” I hissed in his face, reaching down and bending his arm back in the most uncomfortable position. The man let out a scream that was like music to my ears as I dislocated his shoulder. “You better start fucking talking or it’s going to get worse!” I warned before moving back to strangle the guy. I watched as the man opened and closed his mouth, weakly trying to fight back. His eyes were bulging slightly and all I could hear was the manic ringing in my ears.

Somewhere behind me I could hear yelling, but I didn’t couldn’t stop. I needed this guy to stuffer, to feel what I felt. To go through the same pain that their gang was causing me. I squeezed even harder, feeling my heart race in my chest as the life slowly started to drain from my victim.

“What the hell are you doing, Shads? Let go!”

“You’re going to kill him! Stop! We don’t need this shit too!”

Suddenly someone was pulling on my arm and I elbowed them away. No one was going to stop me now, not when I was that close! This Viper was about to snap, I could sense it! He was going to answer me and Jolie would be mine again!

“SHADS!” I felt a hard blow to the back of the head and I let go, turning around to strike down my new attacker. I let out a roar and flexed, ready to hit the first person in my path. The only problem was that two bodies instantly charged me and I fell backwards to the ground, my arms pinned at my sides.

“Will you calm the fuck down?! What the hell are you doing?” I blinked a few times to see the face of Zack starting back at me with a bewildered expression.

I scoffed and struggled against him only to see both Jimmy and Zack holding me down. “I want to finish that Viper bastard off! He needs to be taught a lesson!” I raged, still struggling.

“I think you’ve done enough,” Jimmy said, shaking his head and looking away from the man that was laying lifelessly a few feet away.

“No! He’s going to talk! He’s going to tell me where they are hiding Jolie!” I argued only for Jimmy to solemnly shake his head.

“You need to calm the fuck down,” Zack ordered, grabbing my face and holding my gaze. “You’re not going to get any information out of him because he’s fucking dead and definitely not a Viper,” he continued and I shook my head. No that couldn’t be! I saw the fucking gold and black leather jacket.

“He’s got the fucking jacket on!” I snapped, trying to look over Jimmy to prove the face. “He’s a tried and true Viper!”

“No,” Jimmy said sadly, pulling me up to my feet. “He’s just got a yellow and black letterman jacket on. He’s not a Viper…” Jimmy ran his hand over the back of my head and I looked down at my blood-covered hands. No, that couldn’t be… that bastard was a Viper, I was sure of it.

“Come on, let’s get out of here before the cops come,” Zack said, taking my arm but I pulled it out of his reach. I shook my head and walked back towards my totaled car, not ready to give up on Jolie so easily. I couldn’t just go back to the compound and wait. I needed answers. “Fuck, Shads, you’ve made enough of a mess tonight, don’t do anything else stupid. Just come back so we can figure this shit out!”

The only problem was that I couldn’t go back to the compound right now. Everything there reminded me of Jolie and how it was my fault that she was gone. I needed answers and I wasn’t going to find them sitting around at home.

“Come on, Matt. Please,” Jimmy said, following me to the car but I just shook my head. “Just come back with us. We need to find Gates too.” I didn’t give a damn what they needed to do. I needed to find my fucking girlfriend.

“Don’t do this, Shads!” Zack called after me.

I held up my middle finger as I climbed into the car and pulled away from the curb and headed towards District 6. Through the rearview mirror I could see Zack’s headlights. I knew they would follow me, but for now I needed some time to process everything away from the compound.


Emery’s POV

Everything was spinning as I slowly started to regain consciousness, my head painfully throbbing with a wave of nausea. Not to mention my unusually heavy eyelids or the very uncomfortable position I was laying in. All I knew was that I didn’t feel good and I couldn’t stop thinking about the nightmare I just had.

I groaned lightly and rolled onto my back, trying to forget that awful dream. The whole thing was hazy, but from what I could remember, Jo and I had been kidnapped from the beach. The vivid image of a large toothless brute with a noxious cloth coming towards my face playing on repeat in my head and I just couldn’t get it to go away. No! That wasn’t real! It had to be a dream, especially since Brian promised to never let anything happen to us.

“Look who finally is awake,” I heard a deep voice I didn’t recognize laugh. Oh no, no, no… that nightmare couldn’t have really happened. “I thought we might have taken a too high dose, I mean, you girls have not much meat on their bones.”

With an overwhelming need to discredit my nightmare, I quickly opened my heavy eyelids and blinked a few times to clear my blurred vision. I just needed to prove to myself that I was sleeping soundly in Brian’s arms on the beach. My uncomfortable position just had to be from laying on him, right?


“I like them that way,” another voice said, making my skin crawl.

My heart started to race, as my eyes grew wide, taking in my surroundings. I was in a dark stone room that looked like an unfinished basement, laying on a dirty old stripped mattress, with one large very bright neon light hanging above my head. Thankfully when I looked up, my sister’s blue eyes were staring back at me. She looked panicked.

“I know, you do, Joey. If this wasn’t our lucky day, huh?” a booming voice sounded to my right and I instantly jumped. I looked around bewildered, my heart ready to burst out of my chest from fear. I hadn’t realized Jo and I weren’t alone.

My eyes darted to the source of the sound and I gasped, my heart stopping all together. There in front of us were three very dangerous and brutish looking men. They wore gold and black leather jackets and looked between Jo and like I like they wanted to eat me alive and kill us all at the same time.

“This is all we could offer you, I bet at the Avenged compound you are used to more luxury, but you better get used to getting shit from now on,” he continued as my panic started to rise.

My heart started racing faster and I bit down on my bottom lip. So they knew who we were? Oh, god how did they find out the Avenged guys had us? What did they want with us, anyway? I didn’t know what was going on and I felt like I was going to be sick all over again. I could feel both tears and panic rising but I swallowed thickly trying to remain strong. I couldn’t let them see that I was scared. What were these monsters going to do with us? That thought alone terrified me to no ends.

“So whose girl is this, what you think Barry?” The man to the left said, looking Jolie up and down with a hunger in his eyes. She ducked her head and looked down at her feet, curling up into a ball. They better not fucking touch her!

And just like that, the guy reached forward and smacked her hard across the face. “What the hell is your problem!” I snapped, trying to move towards my sister but the creepy gangly looking guy pushed me back against the wall. “Leave her alone!”

“Easy now, puppet, we don’t want that pretty little face bruised too, do we?” he whispered in my ear, sending terrified shivers down my spine. What did he mean too?

“I am talking to you, bitch!” The guy before her shouted as she chocked back tears.

“Who is your Avenged guy? Gates?” He repeated and I looked up at him, my eyebrows gathered together. What did he mean? Wait, they thought we belonged to Shadows and Brian? So they didn’t know we were the missing Pagano girls?! Well at least that was good news.

I quickly turned to look at Jo only for the creepy gangly guy to lean into me, his hand running up my exposed leg in my cut off denim shorts. “No… I bet you are Vengeance’s girl… he always liked the redheads at the bar,” he purred and I pushed myself as far away from him as I could, biting my tongue. I wasn’t going to tell these guys shit.

“Leave me alone,” I hissed, kicking my legs at the guy to get him off me as the biggest brute continued to taunt Jolie.

“Oh I like a little fight, just keep going, the more you fight, the more I will want you” The Joey guy groaned leaning into me, his hands creeping up to the hem of my shorts. No please… please. Thankfully the guy in charge snapped his fingers and the man climbed off of me.

“Enough for now, go get back to work. Make sure no one followed us. Let the ladies have some privacy and think about what will happen to them… because I bet, the Avenged guys don’t even want you back, after we are through with you,” With that the three guys left, and the door slammed shut. The lock turned and I turned to Jolie, panic flooding through my veins.

“Jo…” I gasped, feeling the tears starting to form in my eyes. “What-what are we going to do?”

Jo pulled me into her arms and hugged me to her. I could feel silent sobs shake her body. “I-I don’t know…” she quietly cried. “You-you don’t think they traded us to them do you?”

I pulled away and looked at my sister, opening and closing my mouth like a fish out of water. I shook my head and swallowed thickly. “No… No Brian wouldn’t do that… he-he promised,” I gapped, not able to believe that was true. “Did Matt?”

Jolie whipped her eyes and bit down on her bottom lip. No… he said he loved her. I saw the way he looked at my sister on her birthday, it was the same way Brian was looking at me on the beach… “No but we had a fight and-and what if he decided that he didn’t want to—”

“Stop that right now,” I interrupted, looking at my sister with a stern look, even though I was still terrified. “Something just went wrong. They wouldn’t do this to us, Jo and you know it. But for now… we need a plan to get out of here. They obviously don’t know who we are and I think that’s for the better.”

Jolie nodded her head in agreement and carefully started looking around the small room. The only way out of the cold, dark, stone cell was the door that our three captors just left through. “If they come back, don’t tell them anything… not even if we get separated,” she said, still trying to fight the tears from coming. I knew how she felt but cry wasn’t going to get us anywhere.

“How about we don’t even tell them our names…” I whispered in her ear, not wanting anything to get out. Who knows if our cell was bugged or not. “For all future purposes here… I will be Emily and you are Joann, got it?” Jo continued and now it was my turn to nod.

Suddenly the door burst back open and two men looked down at Jo and I with a sinister grin. I swallowed thickly and tried to hide the tremor of fear that short through my body. “I see you have both had enough time to come to your senses,” the big man said stepping towards me. “Must be you are ready to talk now! C’mon, Red, you’re first,” he said, referring to the red wig that was still very well secured to my head.

“No! I’m not going anywhere with you!” He reached out to grab my arm but immediately wrestled it away from him, earning a hard blow to the face in return. I gasped and felt tears instantly fill my eye after the hardest blow I had ever experienced.

“When I say come, bitch, you come,” he hissed, before grabbing my arm and dragging my struggling form out of the room.

“No! Jo! No!” I cried, fighting all the way down the hall. “Take me back! I don’t want to go anywhere with you!” I spat, fighting as hard as I could.

The man pushed open a door, threw me roughly to the ground, and kicked me in the stomach. That motion alone knocked the wind out of me and I gasped for air as he pulled me up form the floor. I struggled to find my breath as he strapped me into an icy cold metal chair in the middle of the room.

“You fight or you don’t give us what we want and you pay the consequences. Got me, Red?” He laughed, grabbing my cheeks and pinching hard. I swear between the slap and this I was going to have a gnarly bruise on my cheek.

I whimpered and nodded before he pushed my head roughly back against the metal chair. I could feel my heart pumping wildly in my chest as I looked around the room in pure terror. There were the two men from earlier standing against the wall as well as a few more equally frightening ones. What were they going to do with me here?

“Welcome to the question room,” the guy, who I think was named Barry started. “You play by our rules now and if you’re a good girl, we wont kill your sister,” he smirked and I gritted my teeth.

“You wont touch her,” I hissed, causing all the men to laugh.

“Oh, red is a feisty one, isn’t she boys?” Said the man boss guy, who I still didn’t know his name.

“I like them feisty,” the creepy gangly one piped up. “Want me to break her? She’ll do anything you want after I’m through,” and I couldn’t help but shutter at his tone and the way that he looked at me. I would stay as far away from that man as humanly possibly.

“No… not yet, but you’re turn will come Joey. I’m sure if they are willing to fuck Avenged they would like a real Viper to play with too,” The man said and my face paled. They were just joking around right? They wouldn’t force me to-to… oh god!

“So let’s start off with an easy question for today,” Barry started, crossing his arms and looking at me with a devilish smirk. “What’s your name?”

“Eat shit,” I snapped, only to feel another hard blow to the face. The slap was so hard that the opposite side of my face hit the cold metal chair, giving me whiplash. Barry grabbed my wrist and leaned forward, his foul breath making me want to gag.

“We’ll try that again. What is your name,” he hissed and spit in his face. I wasn’t going to tell these guys shit! This time I receive a solid punch to the jaw, me cry out in pain as a drop of blood fell from my lip. “Don’t mess with me or you will meet your worst nightmare,” his hand was suddenly on my throat, squeezing just enough so that I couldn’t breath. “This is tame, princess. Now tell me what your name is or I will bring your sister in here and when you don’t answer, she get’s your punishment.”

No! These bastards weren’t going to lay a hand on my sister! “Em-Em-Emily,” I lied, gasping for air. Thankfully the man was satisfied with my answer and let go of my throat.

“See now, that wasn’t too hard. It’s a shame we had to bruise up that pretty face of yours already and just for a name,” he chuckled. “Now tell me your sisters.”

“Why do you care?” I snapped, feeling the man grab a fistful of hair, pulling hard.

“Why do I care? Hmm… oh I’m sorry. We forgot to introduce ourselves. How rude of us gentlemen,” he said, twisting tighter. Any more and the wig would surely free itself from my hair. “I’m Billy head of the Gold Vipers’ gang and your little boyfriends owe us a debt for killing a few of our men a few weeks ago. Ring any bells, Emily,” he sneered.

“No…” I hissed, my eyes wincing from how hard he was holding my hair. There was a bobby pin digging into my scalp and I was afraid it wouldn’t hold.

The big brute scoffed and let go of my hair. “Did you hear that boys? The Avenged girl is playing dumb! Do you know what we do to people that play dumb?” He asked, the group before looking back at me. I could feel the terror rising inside as he looked at me with twisted smirk.

I whimpered and shook my head, only to earn a loud laugh. “We take a souvenir and send it to your loved ones… or we break some ribs,” he said as I recoiled again. “So what’s it going to be, Emily? Souvenir or broken ribs?”

“No…I really don’t now what you’re talking about,” I tried, shaking my head and trying to stop the tears from coming down. Billy pulled out a knife, cut the chords holding me in the chair, and pushed me down on the floor on my knees. “Please…” I begged, looking up at the man with tear-filled eyes. “I have nothing to do with Avenged affairs! My sister and I are innocent?”

The man grabbed my hair, twisting it between his fingers and yanking upwards. No, no, no… he was going to pull off the wig if he pulled much harder! “Innocent? Sleeping with the devils themselves and you’re innocent?” He laughed. “We’ll see how innocent you are after we’re done with you. I’m sure your Avenged boyfriend would love a piece of these pretty red locks to remember you by.”

“No!” I gasped just as he took the knife and cut of a chunk of hair, both blonde and red.

Billy raised a brow and looked at the clump of hair in his hands with a smirk. “Would you look at that, boys?” He said, holding it up. “It looks as though we’ve got a disguise on our hands!”

I fell backwards on my bottom and scooted backwards across the floor as the man came towards me. “No please… It’s-it’s not what you think.” I stammered as he backed me into a corner.

“We don’t like liars here…” he said before grabbing both my throat and my hair and yanking the wig off my head as hard has he could. I let out a cry as the bobbi pins ribbed a patch of hair from my scalp. “Looks like we’ve got a blondie on our hands gentlemen!”

He said before I felt another hard blow to the face and darkness took over.

Notes

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