*********Tyler White^^^^*********
Taylor's P.O.V
I wake up chained to a pole. I started crying as I realized what had happened. Grayson Black kidnapped me. The most dangerous gang leader in our town kidnapped me. I was in some deep sh*t. I heard a door being unlocked and a light switched on. I look up to see Grayson looking down at me. I whimper in fear as he crouches down to my level.
"Morning, princess," Grayson says, smirking at me.
"Why am I here?" I demand.
"Because you belong to me," Grayson says.
"I don't belong to you," I hiss. Grayson's eyes darken and I knew I shouldn't have said that.
"Grayson, I'm sorry," I try to say as Grayson unchains me. He yanks me to my feet. I felt his fist collide with my cheek. I cry out as I fall to the ground. Grayson kicks me in the stomach and I pull my knees up to my chest to cover my vital organs. Grayson's foot kicks me in the mouth and I spit out blood. Grayson kicks me in the mouth again. I yelp in pain as Grayson grabs me by my hair and yanks me to my feet. Grayson flings me into a wall. I scream in pain as my back hits the wall. Grayson smirks as he walks over to me. Suddenly the door flies open, and a man with an angry expression walks in.
"How dare you wake me the hell up!" The man yells, then his eyes land on me. I flinch as Grayson kicks me in the mouth again. I start to cough up blood.
"Grayson stop!!!" The man yells. He runs over to us and steps in front of me.
"Get out of my way, Tyler," Grayson growls.
"No, you're going to kill her!" Tyler says. Grayson looks down at me and his eyes widen at what he did.
"Fix her up and then bring into the living room to meet everyone else," Grayson says, before walking out of the basement. Tyler turns toward me and kneels down next to me. I flinch as he reaches toward me.
"I'm not going to hurt you," Tyler says softly. I nod and groan in pain as I try to sit up.
"Easy! I'll help, but I'm going to have to carry you, okay?" Tyler says.
"Okay," I whisper. Tyler carefully picks me up. He carries me up the stairs and into a bathroom. He sits me down on the counter. He grabs a washcloth and wipes the blood off my face. I wince in pain as his hand comes in contact with the cheek that Grayson had hit.
"Sorry, let me check it out," Tyler says, softly.
"I'll get you an ice pack for that okay? But I need to check your stomach okay?" Tyler says. I nod and close my eyes as I feel my shirt being lifted up. I hear Tyler suck in a breath. I open my eyes and look down at my stomach to see a bruise forming.
"Do you want an ice pack for that one too?" Tyler says. I shake my head and Tyler helps me down from the counter.
"Do you think you can walk?" Tyler asks. I try to take a step forward but a sharp pain in my stomach made me lose my balance. Tyler catches me before I fall. He picks me up and carries me into the living room. He sets me down on the floor.
"I'll go get you that ice pack, okay?" Tyler whispers. I nod and Tyler walks off. Suddenly I felt scared because of all the eyes that were on me. Tyler came back in with an ice pack and I felt safe again. Tyler made me feel like I was safe. He hands me the ice pack and I put on my cheek.
"Taylor," Grayson says. I look up at him because I didn't want to make him mad.
"Yes?" I whisper.
