<<Evan POV>>

I slowly squint my eyes open, noticing something over my head which was maybe a bag. I also tried reaching for the bag, but my wrists winced at the pain around it, a rash?

"Hello? Anybody!" I screamed, I could heart my own voice muffled. The bag was ripped off my head, the light almost blinding me.

"Hey Ev." My eyes adjusted to they guy in front of me.

"Who-Who are you?" I asked, he laughed.

"My name is Allan. We've been watching you know." He walked around me.

"You. I should've known you'd plan this. Where's Lui!" He laughed again.

"That's not your concern. We need answers and so do you." I shook my head,

"I'm not telling you shit! Let me go!" He shook his head and walked away from me. "Where the hell are you going? Get back here!"

"You're of no use to us now. Maybe some persuading will change your mind?" He opened the door and left, the door re-opened and Lui came in.

"Lui! How could you!" I struggled at the tight restraints that we're starting to make my hands sore.

"How could I? It's simple," He punched me on my right cheek, "I just did."

"Lui-" he swung at my left, cause ing me to cough. "This isn't you!" He growled and kicked my abdomen.

"Then what is!? I love that woman Vanoss! Brock is not gonna take her away from me!" He kicked the chair over, I hissed in pain as my wrists felt the pressure of the chair and my weight, not fat, against them. He knelt down proceeded to hit me across the right of my face. "This is the actual me, Evan!" He yelled, "the one that is enjoying beating the shit out of you!"

"Lui! That's enough, he's had enough." Allan said from the door, Lui growled and flicked my nose as he got up. "A little harsh. Don't you think?" I heard Lui mumble something before the door shut. My breathe had slows down to a abnormal and hazardous level. I felt my heart slow itself down, then beat faster which caused me to cringe, my chair was slowly being lifted, I squeezed my eyes shut ready for the next beating until I felt soft hands caress both my cheeks.

"Delirious..?" I open one eye and saw a black haired girl staring at me with hazel eyes, "what're you..who are you?" She walked behind me and undid my restraints. "Are..you Jaime?" She came back in front of me, shaking her head no as she helped me get up.

"I'm Tessa." She whispered. "I'm here to help you get out of here." She guided me to through the dark room and to a door. She opened it and tugged my hand through white walled hallways. She waited stop at each corner and look down a hallway.

"Where are we anyway?" I whispered. She didn't answer until we started moving down the next corner.

"Allan's family home." She whispered. "It's been abandoned but he managed to find it." She got to a light brown wood door and opened it slowly, gasping and almost shutting it before I heard Allan call her name. "Stay here." She whispered. I stayed behind the door for 3 minutes before I became curious, I followed distant voices to a dark lit room a couple ways down the hallway.

"I can't believe that Jonathan guy, eh?" A man laughed.

"We gotta talk about him? It's killing me to know what the rookie we sent did." A girl growled.

"Oh c'mon. She ain't doin' anything bad."

"I ain't sayin she is. But she better get the job done."

"Killing off Jonathan is easier said then done." I heard something metal hit the wall harshly before the man cleared his throat. "He's been here longer than any of us."

"Was here longer than any of us." The girl said, her heels clicking as she walked around. "What about the guy he was with?"

"Which one? There were numerous ones."

"I meant the asian one. The one with buff arms and black hair, he's my type." I heard the man scoff like a girl before walking to what I assume is the girl.

"And I'm not your type? We're together you know."

"I know, I'm sorry." She laughed. "Still, is there a plan B that Allan has?"

"More like a Plan C. If he doesn't get anything out of the asian guy you love so much, the he's gonna bomb the whole hotel." I was shocked, my wrist was yanked and pulled around a corner. I looks into the hazel eyes that seemed lined with worry and anger.

"I told you to stay put!" She whispered. "You could've gotten us both in hell!" She yanked my arm again back to the door, opening it and running outside, where she pushed me into the trunk of her red Sudan. "Sorry." She said when she closed it.

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She unlocked the trunk and pulled me out. I stretched my arms and legs as I walked up to the hotel doors.

"You heard what you need to." I turned around to look at her. "Now you need to leave."

"Why did you help?" She shrugged, taking out a cigarette and lighting it. She blew the smoke out in the air before speaking.

"Sick of Allan's shit he puts people through." She said, breathing in the smoke then exhaling it. "You should probably stop speeding to me now. This is perhaps and hopefully the last time you ever speak, hear, or see me. G'bye Ev." She hopped into her car and sped off, as I walked to the hotel doors. With stares following my every move, I made my way to my room. The elevator seemed to take longer than usual, which was a benefit cause it gave me time to think.

We gotta get out of here

[A/N]: Oh my god! Thank you all so much for 3k reads! I was so surprised when I saw my stories reads. I HAD to give you guys a chapter. Sorry for the delay, there was some writers block for this story. I promise there will be better chapters than this, thank you all! I love you!! Sorry for the errors and crappy chapter, I'LL WRITE BETTER! PROMISE!!
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