A/N: early update.. Enjoy!

"Move your ass Amelia!"

"Hold it tight, don't let go..never point it towards a target you don't want to harm"

"You have to be faster damn it!"

"Stop bitching and stand up properly"

"Don't be so hard on her Michael"

I woke up gasping..oh my god.

   My butt is numb.. I adjusted myself on the chair, I don't know what time it is right now.. The little lamp hanging from the ceiling is the only source of light.
I took a look at Michael, he was asleep but his face was held in a frown and his eyebrows knitted together.. He's probably in pain.. The inner me was sipping a glass of vodka with an i-need-it-don't-look-at-me-like-that look.

I decided to just let her be..
I don't know why this is happening, I thought I finally had my shit together.. I was becoming better, I thought Mason and I could continue our life..together this time, but apparently fate had other plans written for us.

I heard muffled voices from upstairs and shouting, I couldn't tell who or what was happening up there..then there was a loud BANG! ...my breath hitched and I stiffened, I know what a gun sounds like, it wouldn't be the first time I've heard one.

Michael's eyes bursted open eyeing me from head to toe, and I finally saw his brown eyes...

"You okay?!" I nodded and looked at the stairs.."that was a gun Michael.. " I informed the lad in front of me and he nodded slowly not looking me in the eye.

"I guess it's us next.." I declared when I heard foot steps nearing the door.."don't say that Amelia!..you're going to be alright, everything is going to be okay.." He tried to smile reassuringly but I could see the helplessness in his eyes, I mirrored his expression and looked back at the stairs..only the door stayed closed and whom ever was there walked away...

"See?..we're going to be fine.." Michael replied

"What's the issue between Mason and Christian?'' I asked Michael.." Well..I didn't know he was still alive until the day before yesterday when he imprisoned me here, Mason found out via the note Christian sent him when he brought you here I assume.." I kept my gaze steady nodding for him to continue..

"Well...Christian.. Killed his mother while Mason watched..he was 11 at the time, Christian was 16 I think..he was a delinquent who used and sold drugs..he was planning to kill Mason too but he couldn't out run him..Mr James.. Their father..he took care of Mason and protected him, all these years..he told Mason that his brother was dead, he didn't want them to reconnect in the future." I looked down and heard him sigh.."I'm sorry you're caught up in all this mess..I'm sure Mason is sorry too, but he loves you like I've never seen anyone love anyone before".

I love him too, I love him despite all the baggage..now knowing what Mason went through as a child..my heart aches...I just wish he's okay.

I felt my arms stiffen and I tried to stretch them behind my back.. "Careful.. You'll hurt yourself." Michael warned me..wait a minute...

"What's wrong?" He questioned me when I stopped moving all of a sudden..I stretched my arms again and pulled them up..and up..and up...this is easy.

"Oh my god!" I heard him gasp when my hands were now in front of me..."oh well Michael.. You weren't kidding! ..I am quite flexible"..thank god for ballet!
I bit the rope and got it to loose up a bit, I heard foot steps nearing the door once more

  "put them back behind your back!'' Michael snapped and I obliged stretching my arms again and twisting them behind my back once more.

"Why do I have to baby sit the little brats while you all chill?!"

"Just follow the damn orders Robert!" I heard two men arguing as soon as the door opened then this Robert guy showed up.."fucking shit..'' He muttered and took the seat in the corner.

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"Sup.." I nodded at him when he looked at me after quite a while of silence, i could feel Michael tense due to my outgoing.. "Did you just sup me?!'' He looked confused, he was rather young to be honest..dirty blonde hair with brown eyes, his body built looked seemingly like Raymond's.

''I just wanted to know how you doing that's all, chill dude.." Michael's gasp was audible this time.."you think you can make fun of me?!" He grabbed his chair and placed it in front of me, sat and leaned in.."I really want to hurt you right now.. " he informed me calm and expressionless then tugged at my cheek which made me wince.

"Oh come on Robert!..I'm sorry I broke your nose, you're a handsome man..not like the other monsters here, they look vicious.." I said bitterly.."I need a man like you.. you know..kind..sweet..and handsome.." I bit my lip and winced

  "you really hurt me you know..I guess we're even huh.." I looked up at him from under my lashes batting them for effect and saw him gulp, but he didn't move..so I used the women's ultimate weapon..I started crying.

"I really could use a hug right now.." I said during sobs.."this is all too much for me, I've never asked for any of this..I'm scared.." I sniffed and leaned forward with my head hung low, I felt a hand pat shoulder but I didn't look up..I felt him coming closer to me..that's it...closer..

"Oh Fuck!!..MY NOSE!!!'' I head bumped his face making him fal back to the floor and then retrieved my arms in front of me using the loosened rope and raping it around his neck cutting off his air..he squirmed and tapped the floor a couple times..i waited a few moments then let go..leaving him panting on the floor fighting to get the air back to his lungs. When I looked behind me I saw a table with some stuff on it..duck tape,a long rope, cuffs, knives, a baseball bat?..hhmm..

For a moment I was thinking weather they used them on Michael.. I shuddered at the thought
There was my bag on the table too.

I got the cuffs and cuffed his hands behind his back and then grabbed the rope, cut a little of it and tied his ankles together duck taping his mouth

  "You know.. You're too young for this shit Robert, get a hold of your self..finish college and get a decent job'' when I stood up I noticed something shining from inside his jacket pocket..."nice piece! 9mm Baretta..a bit too big for you don't you think?..I'm keeping this one'' I patted his cheek and stood back up eyeing the silver gun in my grasp, I tucked it behind my back in my jeans..when I turned around Michael's eyes and mouth were wide opened.. I don't think he was even breathing.

I walked toward him grabbing a knife from the table and he flinched.."relax damn it!'' I went behind him to find that he's bin cuffed and not tied up like i was, there were no cuff keys here, i got a hair pin from my hair then took a look at my bracelet..I'm surprised they left it on me, I saw this thin long metal clip right next to where the little flat metal rectangle that says "A&M for ever"..Mason wouldn't mind would he?..I pulled it out thinking the bracelet would brake but nothing happened,.. Thank god..the clip looked like a thin nail..

  "what are you doing?" Michael questioned with a not-so-sure tone.."trying to pick the cuffs open.." I answered.."oh come on Amelia, as if you'd be able to.." .

"Voilà.." Releasing his hands from the cuffs i tried to get him on his feet supporting his weight on my shoulder putting the knife in my jean pocket and grabbing the remaining of the rope stuffing it inside my bag hanging it on my shoulder..thank god for police TV shows ..we walked upstairs and I stopped at the last step..opened the door carefully and peeked out before stepping out, it was a bit dark but I could hear muffled voices everywhere

 
  "Amelia..this is..Mason's house from when he was a child!".

  A/N: so..I actually hate the kind of stories that have an "amnesia" plot to it AND kidnapping..but this just happened 😅
This actually was supposed to be a really dark story XD.. No love shit no amnesia but I got weak I admit 😅✋
Love ya all my sweet readers 💖