Tattoos and Scars | Rewritten Version

Chapter 3 || Panic and Run

"You fucking assholes, let me go, I have a life too, you know! I was supposed to be walking home from work!" I cough once more, wiping the blood off my lips. "Let me the fuck go! You're lucky I'm a lover of peace and nonviolence and also that I'm currently in no state of beating someone to death."

"Make her shut up!" The tattoo-less man groans. "Shut up!"

"Blake, we're kidnapping her, let her scream," The girl announces. Then she turns around in her seat to face me. "Scream."

So I let out a blood curdling scream. "You fucking asses, let me out of this car this instant! I thought y'all were doing something fun, so I came to check it out, and turns out you're KILLING people?! THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU ALL!"

"Blake, gag her," Adrian Black says.

"Whoa there, Adrian, the only person Blake should be gagging is me!" The girl hisses, which earns her a look from both men. "Oh... you meant that gag. Please forget all I said."

"Anna... why..." This Blake dude shakes his head and grabs a piece of cloth.

"Oh no you don't mister! You better get that cloth away from me before I use my crutches!" I shout in a threatening tone. Blake pauses mid way and glances at Anna.

"Told you to let her go," Anna shrugs, looking away from him in a manner that says 'you're on your own now'. Blake rolls his eyes and miraculously manages to wrap that cloth around my mouth, keeping me from shouting.

"Yur fughin mmphhh!" I shout through the cloth. Well, Bailey. This is what you get for being so curious.

Curiosity killed the cat, they said. Sadly, I don't have nine lives. "Lemph mph mph hmph!" I growl, but my voice is muffled out by the cloth. I want their throats! Well, except Anna's because she wanted to let me go.

I hope the men die in ditches with cockroaches and bloodsucking leeches! Oh wait... my hands aren't tied. Idiots.

I remove the cloth from my mouth, and toss it at Adrian Black. "Bitch ass mother trucker!" I don't say the actual curse word because I usually save that word for my dad. "Let me the fuck go before I turn you all into vampires!"

"It's not too late to take her back..." Anna offers, but the two men still remain stubborn as fuck. I'm telling you, men and their egos are the largest things humankind could face.

"I'm too young to go to jail!" Blake snaps back.

"I'm not going to snitch on you guys! Just let me the fuck go, and I'll keep a secret. You can trust me. Besides, why would I want to spend another second thinking about you guys?"

"She has a point," Anna tells Blake. I swear, I'm going to start liking this girl if she wasn't one of the people kidnapping me.

"Let me go!" I hiss, coughing up blood once more. "Or at least tell your men to stop throwing people into the backseat of the car! Especially when they have broken ribs! I take back saying you were cool, Adrian Black! You are the total opposite of cool. You are uncool!"

"Are you done?" He asks from the driver seat.

"No, I will never be done insulting you, but as of now, yes. I am done."

"Firstly, I am very cool. And secondly, we can let you go. But that would mean putting a bullet in your head."

"Kidnapping is fine. As long as I get my own bedroom and TV. You kill people for a living, so I'm guessing you're rich right? And you are definitely not cool if you smoke. What's cool about slowly killing yourself?"

"We are kidnapping you."

"I know that."

"Then why the fuck are you asking for a TV?"

"Isn't that what kidnappers do. I mean, at least in the books I read online."

"We should have let her go," Anna comments, giving them all that 'now you suffer' look. I think I see some slight regret in Adrian Black's face but it's extremely hard to tell. Blake's face is all regrets.

I start coughing more, considering how loud I've been screaming. All of a sudden, I feel lightheaded...

"Adrian, we're going the wrong way," Anna tells him.

"No, I'm not."

"Are you blind?"

"I'm taking her to the damn hospital." 

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a/n: before you say anything, he's probably just taking her to the hospital so she doesn't bloody up his car. such a man. 

again, sarcasm. 

and in this book, adrian and blake are 21. just to make things more interesting. and anna is 19. yeet.

and this chapter is 1327 words!! i'm so proud. 

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