Ariana's POV: When I woke up, I expected to be in some dark room tied up with someone holding a gun to my head. To my surprise, I woke up in the exact same spot I passed out. Nothing happened to me. I groggily opened the car door and stumbled out, tripping and falling to the ground. I was still coming back to my senses when I felt someone grab me and pull me up. My body, however, was frozen, not trying to escape from the grip.
"We have to go now." I faintly heard Dembe's voice. "Raymond." I caught myself mumbling. "Raymond. Raymond?" I started coming back to reality. All the muffled noises became clear. My eyes widened and I quickly shook my head. "Raymond?! Raymond?!" My voice got louder. I struggled to get away from Dembe as he tried to get me into the car. "Just wait a second!" I snapped at him. He quickly let go and I ran forward a few feet, looking in all directions. "Raymond!" I yelled again. I dropped to my knees and started to cry. Dembe helped me up and got me into the car.
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I was silent the whole ride back to the apartment. My crying stopped as I just stared out the window. My heart was aching for so many reasons. I felt guilty about that fight with Raymond earlier. I'm sure he had a reason for doing it with Katarina. Knowing Ray it was either for a job or he was just drunk. But he was still in the wrong. I felt horrible though because I didn't even kiss him before we got out of the car. We always do a quick peck on the lips before meeting with or raiding someone, just in case something bad were to happen.Dembe escorted me into the apartment. "Perhaps I should stay. Whoever took Raymond might come back." He said. I was silent for a moment then shook my head. "No. Go home and rest," I said, "if they come for me, I'll get Red myself. Then, I'll kill Wolfgang." Dembe nodded. "As you wish. Good day Mrs. Reddington." He said before leaving. I loaded all three guns throughout the house and the one I always keep in my bra. If Wolfgang comes for me, he's getting a bullet in his skull.
I tried to take a nap on the couch. Rustling from outside the door woke me up. I slowly sat upwards as the noise continued. At first I thought it was just Dembe. Then a paper was slid under the door and the rustling got further away. I made my way to the door and grabbed the paper. There's was an address to a warehouse on it. The image on the other side horrified me.
Raymond, bound, beaten, and bloodied.
Anger and fear consumed me. Now I knew I was going to kill Wolfgang. And make him suffer. I threw the picture down and I grabbed my keys, hid I knife in my boot, made sure I had my secret gun concealed, and I left. I'm coming Raymond...
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Crimes of Passion (#Wattys2017)
FanfictionPreviously ranked #1 in #theblacklist • Ariana Fletcher has been a criminal since she was 16. She started out nonviolent, but that all changed. She never guessed this path she chose would lead her to the love of her life, who just so happens to be R...