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"Fuck!!! Why did I say that?" I mumble, sitting on the toilet after a shower as I press my cold hands on my face. I sobered up and realized what I had said. I was just drunk talking... right? And he was drunk too... Maybe he forgot. I hope he doesn't remember.

"Hey..." I nervously say as I walk out of the bathroom in my pajamas.

My stomach does somersaults as I see him sitting on the bed shirtless while reading a book and casually chewing on his necklace. The scar on his chest I gave him was so visible. Weirdly, I was glad about that. He looks up at me as I walk to him and he shakes his wet hair from side to side, spraying water drops on me.

"Wanna get snacks for the movie?" He cockily smirks as he stares at my wet cleavage.

"Sure." I sigh in relief. Seems like he doesn't remember. I'm still not ready to commit to a relationship... I don't think...but if it's him...

He beams at me with a shimmer in his eyes as he grabs my hand and we run downstairs.

"We gotta be quiet, everyone is sleeping." He whispers as he halts at the kitchen and I bump into his hard back. He turns and looks down at my body and chuckles.

"What?"

"Your..." He pulls the bottom of my lace night gown out of my panties. "It got tucked in."

My eyes widen and my cheeks turn pink.

"Thanks..." I put my head down, too embarrassed to look at him.

"...Don't be so nervous... you're not the only one." He stares at me and grabs my wrist to place my hand on his chest. His heart was beating crazy fast. My eyes widen and I take his hand, to place on my chest. We stayed there, silently standing in the dark kitchen as we felt each others racing heartbeats.

It felt surreal. I realize the love I thought I felt for guys in the past wasn't real. I never thought about someone as much as I thought about him. All day, everyday, he's on my mind it's almost painful.

"Can... I hug you?" He shyly asks. I bite my bottom lip, nodding my head.

God, why is he so cute.

He places his hand on the back of my head and pulls me to his chest. The smell of light cologne and freshness filled my nostrils. I slowly slide my hands around his torso and I wrap my arms around his waist. It felt so natural to have my body against his. Everything made sense when he held me. I want to climb the Eiffel tower and scream my love for him at the very top for everyone to hear.

He rubs the back of my hair as he lays his chin on the top of my head. "Please don't ever leave me." He mutters so softly, I was lucky to hear him.

I don't ever want to.

Something quickly pricks my neck. "Huh?" I look up at his confused face as I touch the back of my neck. "A needle?" My body becomes weak and my eye lids close as I fall to the floor.

***

"Wake the fuck up you bitch." A raspy voice echoes. A bucket of water gets thrown at me. I squint as a bright flashlight is pointed at me.

"What?" I try to move but my hands and ankles are tightly roped together behind a chair. "What the fuck! Where am I?" I yell as I fall over in the chair from trying to get out. "Get me out of here!"

"Pick her up." The same voice grumbles. Two guys pick me up from chair.

"Don't touch me!" I scream as I start to freak out. "Who are you?!"

"Someone in our gang got punched to death, ring a bell?"

"No!" I lie. He was probably talking about the night we buried the body.

"Cut her fingers off."

"No, no please, anything but that." I say with a shaky voice as my chest quickly rises and falls.

"I'm joking!" He starts laughing. I was still not able to see anything, I felt like I was going blind from the bright light in my eyes.

"That's not fucking funny." I close my eyes since there was no point in having them open. "FUCK!!" I scream at the top of my lungs. "SOMEONE HELP ME!!"

"Splash water on her." He orders.

Freezing water hits my face and body as I start shivering. Tears fill my eyes as I bite my bottom lip to hold in sobs.

"Now about Valentino-"

"No! Do whatever you want to me but you can't lay a single finger on him!" I spit.

"Aha, did he manipulate you to be obsessed with him to the point where you'd take your own life for him?" He laughs.

"I'd die for him any day!"

"Mhmmm... interesting. I like you, so let's make a deal."

"What?" I say angered.

"I'll untie your hands and give you a gun." He comes closer to my face and I feel his heavy breath on my neck which made me want to vomit. "If you have the guts to shoot yourself, then we won't go after Valentino."

"Deal!" I say without a second thought.

He chuckles and orders the two same guys to undo the rope around my wrists.

"Can you turn off that annoying flashlight. I'd like to be able to have my eyes open before I die."

"Very well." He turns off the flashlight and my eyes slowly adjust to the dim light. I look at my burning wrists. I weirdly didn't feel any pain. The only pain I was feeling was knowing I wouldn't be able to see him anymore.

He hands me a gun and I take a deep breath.

I love you... Please live a long and peaceful life. I put the gun to the side of my head and without wasting a single second I pull the trigger.

Huh? I pull the trigger again. Why aren't any bullets coming out. I hopelessly keep trying to shoot. "Fuck! Give me another. Your fucking dumbass didn't put any bullets."

"Marry me."

"What?!"

"I like daring girls like you. Valentino is lucky, but you'll become mine sooner or later. I purposely didn't put any bullets in there. It would be a waist to lose a gorgeous young lady like you."

"The fuck is wrong with you. No! give me a gun! I want to shoot myself." Tears run down my cheeks. "Please... I'm begging you!" I fall to my knees as I start balling out.

"You're a funny one." The three of them walk out and lock the door behind them.

Where am I? I need to find a way to get out of here. Suddenly a thought occurs to me.

"Wait! I need to tell you something." I yell, wiping the tears away, hoping the strange dark figure would hear me.

"What?" He opens the door.

"It's kind of... well it's kind of embarrassing. Could you come in alone?" I say as I grab the rope that was once around my wrists and I tuck it in the back of my panties.

"Yes...?" He closes the door behind him and walks up to me. I still couldn't see his features very well but he sounded a little older than me.

"When I'm stressed, I faint unless I feel better. Could you help me?" I shyly ask as I fiddle with my fingers. He smirks and and licks his lips.

Holy shit men are so easy.

"My ankles hurt though, could you undo them?"

"Fine." He bends down and let's me ankles loose. I roll my eyes before he comes back up. He looks at me and I put on my fake seductive smile.

"So..." I push down the strap of my wet dress off my shoulder. He stares at me as I throw him against the chair and he sits. "Good boy." I suck on his finger as I straddle his legs trying my best not to throw up. He heavily breaths against my lips. "No... we can't kiss right away." There was no way I was gonna kiss this bastard. He gulps as his erection grows. Fuck, that's gross. "Unbuckle." I say looking at his crotch. Without hesitating, he grabs his belt.

This fucker... I tried holding in a laugh at how desperate and pathetic he looked. I pull out the rope and I swing it around his neck as I tightly squeeze. His hands grab the rope as his face turns red. "Sorry..." I whisper in his ear as he falls over unconscious.

"Fuck yea!" I punch the air as excitement runs through my veins and blood. "That felt amazing." I say as I notice a gun in the back of his belt. I check for bullets and I grab it. I pull my dress back up as I tip toe out of the room.

Truth is, I've never shot a gun before, but I remember my dad talking about guns since he liked to hunt when I was little. I was totally against it, but it might save my life right now.

There was a long dark hallway with no windows, just doors. Deep painful screams come from the end of the hall. Shit. I shake off my nerves and I quickly crawl to the last door. I look through the key hole and I see Val getting aggressively punched in the stomach and throwing up blood by the same two guys that had left. His face was purple and bloody. He looked dead in the eyes, hopeless.

"FUCK!!!" His torturous screams pained my heart. I have to go save him. I close my eyes and I take a deep breath. I swing the door open with my leg and the two of them turn their heads. Val's head was facing down, he didn't even move a muscle.

"The fuck is she doing here?" The taller one asks. Val's head jolts up and he looks at me.

"Amore? Don't come-"

I ignore him and I point the gun towards them. I shoot the tall one in the chest as he falls over. "Holy fuck." I gasp. I had no idea I had that in me. "If you come any closer, I-I'll shoot."

"Hey, just calm down." The other one says.

"I told you to kill me and not lay a single finger on my Val!" I say enraged.

"You did?" Val asks shocked as he desperately tries to get to me but is tied down.

He quickly reaches in his pocket and pulls out a knife. Without any time to react, he slices my thigh as he runs over to me. I freeze from shock as I slowly look down at the blood rushing out of my leg.

"Kate!" Val screams. "You fucker. You're dead!" He rips the thick rope off his wrists and clenches his fist. He violently swings the chair to the floor as it crashes. I couldn't even tell what face he was making because he was bleeding so much. He sprints to him and punches him up the jaw. "Throw the gun."

I follow his order as I push the gun to him.

"P-Please don't shoot."

"Shut..." He shoots him in the shoulder.

"The..." In the heart.

"Fuck..." In the stomach.

"Up!" In the face.

He kept repeatedly shooting him in the face with his eyes not even flinching at the gruesome body. He was so fixated on what he was doing like a psychopath he didn't hear me yell at him. "Stop!" I crawl over to him and I grab onto his shoulder.

"Huh...? Oh Kate!" His eyes turn back to normal and he sighs in relief as he tightly squeezes me."I was so worried." He says between quick kisses all over my face and shoulders.

"It's okay now, I'm right here." His tense shoulders relax and he lays his head on my chest.

"I love you so much, don't leave me... please." He vulnerably whispers.

H-He loves me? My eyes widen and I become speechless.

"Let's get out of here." He says lifting his head and pushing my wet hair behind my ear.

"U-Uh o-okay." I stutter still not knowing what to say.

He loves me! A smile appears on my face as we stand up together.

"We're fucked." He says looking at our blood dripping on the floor as I limp down the hall.

"That doesn't matter, as long as we're together none of that matters." I look up to him as he helps me walk.

"Yeah... you're right." He stops and effortlessly picks my up in his arms.

"Doesn't your face hurt?"

"Like hell." He painfully smiles.