Chapter 57

A little violence ahead. It's not major, if you can't read, just skip that paragraph.

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My main reason for going without informing anyone was that I trust Eric and I know he will inform them as soon as he receives the address. Sooner or later, my brothers, Ashton and others will realise that I'm missing and they'll put the pieces together. I may be stupid for doing this without telling anyone, but I don't know, what if they have spies around here and are keeping an eye on my moves. About Dad, when I didn't give any information six years ago–other than the fact that I didn't actually know– I'm not starting anything again. I'm not jeopardising anything.

It was the next day after opening our mouth about everything to others and also getting call from Mr. Black, that I had to get to the place they called. And since then, Dad has been missing. Will and everyone knows that it's Mr. Black's doing after the threat we received on the phone with Eric. Dad being missing is one of the reasons it was easy to hide in shadow and leave the house.

I already received a message from Mr. Black about the place I have to come. He instructed me to take my car and park it at the given place and from there I have to walk to the actual destination.

My heart was beating fast by the time I parked my car. My hands were getting sweaty. I wiped it on my jeans and took a deep breath and walked to the place I was asked or rather blackmailed to come. It is an old, worn out building at the sidewalk. It's a mystery how this building is even standing. It looked worst from outside, just imagine how it would look from inside.

My phone pinged again.

Get here fast or say goodbye to your father.

I knew this was from Mr. Black and I also knew he wouldn't hurt my father without me being there. I rolled my eyes at his threat and replied back.

I'm here.

As soon as my message was send, the door to the building opened and two burly men walked out. My eyes widen as I saw them striding towards me. I walked backwards, but they were quick enough and caught me by my arm and pulled me in the building.

I struggled against their hold and shouted at them to leave me alone. "Let me go, you buffalo!" I screamed at them. They paid no attention to me, just dragged me into one of the room in the building.

They pushed me as soon as we reached Mr. Black and took their placed at either side of the door. I glared at them with hatred before turning my glare towards Mr. Black. He was leaning against the wall with an evil smirk on his disgusting face. I noticed the room had only two dim lights. There weren't many bulky men in the room. Two man standing near the door, Mr. Black and few of his cronies, Thomas Evans– Eric's Dad.

My eyes then fell on the person tied to the chair and was pretty bruised. My eyes widen when I saw it was Dad who was tied to the chair.

"Dad!" I yelled in shock, before running towards him. I kneeled in front of him to take his face in my hand and exam it. He was punched a few times. There was a cut at the side of his head, from where blood was flowing. Tears pricked my eyes as I looked at him.

"Gwen?" He called in shock. At first his eyes was closed, but as soon as I yelled for him, his eyes opened. "What are you doing here? You shouldn't have come!"

"Didn't I tell you Richard that she will come?" Mr. Black laughed.

I turned angrily towards Mr. Black. "Why the bloody hell would you hurt him!?" I said in outrage.

"Well, your father deserves it." He shrugged.

I wanted to punch the hell out of him, but I was at disadvantage here. I turned to Dad and looked at him in concern. "Are you alright?" I asked him softly.

"I'll be fine. But you shouldn't have come here. Tell me you informed someone before coming here?" He said, his eyes pleading for me to say yes.

"I didn't tell anyone Dad, but trust me, they will be here." I assured him.

"They'll hurt you, Gwen. My job is to protect you, not the other way around. Try to run and leave from here." Dad pleaded. I shook my head. I'm not leaving my Dad here.

"If the family drama is over, can we start?" Thomas muttered, irritatedly.

"Yes!" Mr. Black clapped his hands in excitement.

Soon I was pulled away from Dad by the two burly men. "Let me go. No!" I yelled as I kept on struggling. They pulled me away from Dad, a little in the front.

Mr. Black walked up to me and looked at Dad. "You get to see what happened 6 six years ago because you didn't give me the information."

Dad's eyes widen in horror as he looked at me. "No! Don't you dare touch her. I'll kill you!" He screamed and struggled against his hold.

The sting feeling came soon after. It didn't stop at one, but followed by many. He slapped me, kicked me, punched me and pushed me to the wall causing me to bang my head. He kept on doing it for a while as I struggled to defend myself, which was nearly impossible since the two men were still behind me. Dad kept on shouting and pleading for them to stop, but he won't listen. Mr. Black was like a man on mission.

It hurts. It hurts badly. I could feel blood at the side of my head and my head felt drowsy. My body felt heavy. I knew this would be the end for me. I'm glad by the time my brothers come with the police, Dad will be fine.

When I felt, I'll lose my conscious, he stopped. I was lying on the ground in a fatal position, because my stomach and rib area hurts too much. It felt like hours, but it was only few minutes.

"Thomas, where the hell is your son?" Mr. Black spat. "He is suppose to give us information about the other Wilson family. I'm sure they contacted the police. You better hope your son keeps them away from us."

"Yeah. I just talked to him. He is with them and says he's distracting them. Also, they figured that Gwen is missing too." Thomas, Eric's Dad replied.

My shoulder slumped, knowing that they will be here soon. But I don't think I'll be able to survive. My head and stomach hurts too much. My vision blurred a little. I turned my head towards Dad to make sure he was okay, but flinched at the pain that came. When I was finally successful in looked at him, my heart broke.

Tears were running down his eyes as he stared at me in horror, regret, guilt, concern and sadness. I smiled at him, but I'm sure it looked more like grimace. He turned his attention towards Mr. Black and screamed in anger. "Once I'm free, I swear on Gwen, I'll kill you, Tony Black."

My jaws though broken, fell open as I heard Mr. Black's name. That was not what I was expecting. It's not bad. It's just not fitting him or maybe it is, my head isn't working with me, I guess.

"Really?" He mocked. "Then I guess I should kill you and her before you get a chance to hurt me." With that he pulled out a gun and pointed towards me. "But wait..." He paused. "Let's put a twist."

He walked towards me and roughly pulled me up, causing a cry of pain to escape me. When I was upright, he pulled Dad up too, but pointed a gun at my head as Dad was about to punch him. He pulled out yet other gun and handed it to me.

"Now, the twist is that, Gwen will kill you, Richard," he paused and turned to me. "or I'll kill her."

The burly man came from behind me and pointed the gun at my Dad and left. The gun was still in my hand as I looked at Dad in terror.

"Shoot him, Gwen." Mr. Black commanded. "Or be ready to die."

"Gwen, pull the trigger." Dad ordered. I shook my head.

"I can't hurt you, daddy." I said, thinking about what would happen to Mom. I shook my head furiously.

"Gwen, don't be ridiculous." Dad reasoned. "Do it. It will be fine." His eyes were guarded with a small reassuring smile.

"You have 5 seconds, Gwen." Mr. Black said.

"Gwen."

"5."

"Do it."

"4."

"Now."

"3."

"I promise. I'll be fine."

"2."

"Gwen."

"1."

"I love you, Dad." I whispered.

Before a bullet was fired.

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Sorry for the short chapter and also for a late update. But I didn't know how exactly I'll write this part, so it took a while, but I went with the flow and here it is. Enjoy.

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