pain.

That is all I felt when I got dragged out into the large van, a blindfold over me as I was shoved into the cold ground.

I heard him repeat his words again, his voice coming out into a harsh grit.

"Don't fucking hurt her," he said to the man, and I felt him shove me a bit lighter.

It was silent. No words were spoken as the van started up again, trotting down the bumpy dark road and into the Main Street.

"Where are you taking me," I said, my tone so emotionless; so dull.

"be quiet," one of the men spat out, "or we'll have to cover your mouth."

I took a deep breath as I closed my eyes, twisting my hands around the bound ties at my wrists.

"Kye," I breathed out, and I heard him breathe in.

"I hate you, so fucking much."

✥ ✥ ✥

I don't know how long it was before we stopped, and I was pushed out, being forced to walk forward.

I heard doors open, and then them shutting behind me as we continued to move, down a hallway I presumed.

I counted, each step, each sudden cough. My senses were heightened, I couldn't see, couldn't breathe.

I couldn't focus.

He betrayed me. After everything.

I felt an arm brush beside me, and a chill was sent down my spine, a feeling in my chest saying it was Kye.

A pair of arms stopped me from moving, keeping me in place as a voice started to talk.

I was lead into a room, where my blindfold was taken off, revealing a dark empty space.

Only two people stood.

James, and Kye.

"Aliyah," James smiled, his thumb trailing across my cheek.

"You're finally here," he said, glancing back at Kye who leaned against the wall with his arms crossed.

"You need to let me go," I gritted out, "leave me the fuck alone."

His smile just grew more, a wicked grin on his lips as he tossed the blindfold to Kye.

"You won't be alone any time soon," he said. "I finally caught you, you're in my hands now."

I narrowed my eyes at him, clenching my jaw so tight my teeth were seconds away from breaking.

I didn't glance at Kye once, not a single movement towards him, not even a thought.

"What do you want from me," I said as James looked down at me, placing his hand back on my cheek.

"For you to be mine," he said.

"We can rule this mafia world together, you and I."

I spat on his face, his head moving to the side from the sudden impact.

"Bitch," he muttered out, grabbing me by the throat.

"If you ever do that again, I'll make sure you won't see the living daylight again."

I was fuming, my nostrils flaring as he removed his hand from me, adjusting his suit.

"Take her to her room," he said to Kye, quickly walking out and slamming the door.

I kept my gaze forward as Kye walked closer to me, each step making my heart pound.

He grabbed my wrists and lifted me up from the chair, placing me in front of him as he lead me out the doors.

No one spoke as he brought me to the room, opening it and stepping inside.

He untied the binds, and I quickly flipped myself over to take him down.

It must have took him by surprise because he fell to the floor, my forearm to his throat as I held him down.

"You fucking bastard," I spat out, digging my arm into his skin.

"You bastard!" I cried out, taking my other hand and punching him in the chest repeatedly, the tears slipping from my eyes.

He quickly caught my wrists, pinning them to my sides and he flipped me onto the the ground.

"Let me go!" I screamed, thrashing in his grip as he held on tighter.

He never said anything, just keeping me down as I continued to fight him, my words coming out into faint sobs as my body started to ease.

I don't know how long it was, but I was pinning myself to his chest, crying into his shirt as he picked me up, placing me onto the bed.

He didn't say anything then either, even when he stared down at my shallow breathing body, my tear stained cheeks, and my red puffy eyes.

"You need to be up at seven tomorrow," he said quietly, giving me one last glance as he left the room, leaving me to fall asleep to my own sobs.