Patrick's POV
We made it up to the hotel room and my heart was racing. I wasn't really sure what was going to happen. Pete just nodded towards me as we entered the room. When I first walked in, I tripped over a large case that had fallen in front of the door.
"Sorry!" I could hear Joe call out.
I blushed a bit and straightened out my clothes. We walked further into the room and before us was two queen sized beds adorned with horrid sheets. Who thought that yellow and black was a good idea? The bed sets don't really match anything in this room. My eyes averted away from the bed to a beautiful blonde. She was wearing black leather pants that fit her in all the right ways. Her halter top was leather as well and it cut off just above her belly button. She had her belly button pierced. My eyes met her piercing blue eyes. She smiled, flashing off her pearly whites. She was one bad ass that was for sure.
I immediately felt horrible for ogling someone other the Rose. I shook my head trying to clear my mind. I heard Joe whisper something to either Pete or Andy. I turned around quickly glared at them, they just chuckled.
"So, how can I help?" She had a very thick Russian accent.
I was startled by her voice, I wasn't expecting that. "U-uhm," I stuttered.
"Rose. His girlfriend has been kidnapped." Pete spoke for me.
"Ah, I see." The Russian girl spoke, thinking. "Do I kill the man?"
Silence filled the room. We all thought that was what should happened but hearing it out loud from her was shocking. Could I still want this? My mind screamed yes. I just want that bastard away from my Rose.
"Yes." And for once my voice sounded strong and sure.
She smiled. "Yay, fun. Where is the girl?"
I shrugged. "I'm not sure, I can give you his licenses plate number and a picture of her."
"The picture will work and so will the licenses plate" She held out her perfectly manicured hand.
How was this girl a hit-man? She looked very well groomed. Maybe it's the money she gets from her job. I just hope she is as good as Joe was saying. I fished out my wallet and found the picture. I glanced down at Rose's smiling face and I couldn't help but smile back. I placed the photo in her hand and put my wallet back in my jeans. I then told her all I knew about the car and license plate.
"Thank you." She said. "Oh, my name is Natasha."
I nodded. "Patrick is mine."
"Oh, I know. I'm a big fan of you." She smiled.
Joe snickered and in that instance I wanted to punch him hard in the face.
"So, shall I go find the girl?" Natasha asked.
We all nodded. I watched as she slipped on black combat boots and picked up the large case I fell over. She waved goodbye and walked out the door.
"What the hell Joe?" I said after a few moments passed.
He just laughed.
Rose's POV
He started to kiss down my neck, he defiantly wasn't tired. Damn it. I thought for sure he would be going to bed. I just laid there and tried to feign sleep, it wasn't working. I kept squirming.
"Rose..you taste so sweet." He said between each kiss.
I gagged. Then his hands were trailing up my body, if he wasn't going to stop I was going to hurt him. He placed his hands on my chest and I could feel the anger starting to boil.
"Can we not?" I asked. "I'm really sleepy..." I tried my best to sound sincere.
"Of course, my love. I have you for entirety. Waiting a night won't kill me." He chuckled.
Ewwww!!!!
One long, agonizing hour later he was finally asleep. I began to slowly get out of bed being careful not to jostle the bed too much. When he gave me the tour of the house I noticed several places I could get out of.
I made it out of the bedroom, I was finally going to be free. I couldn't help but smile. All I could think about was being with Patrick again. I just want him to hold me and tell me that it's okay now. I just want to be safe.
I found the window located above the bathroom on the far right side of the house and I quickly climbed out. I jumped down and winced as I hit the ground hard. I shook out my right ankle trying to rid the pain some. I half ran into the woods behind the house. I would be able to find a way out and I would be safe.
"ROSE!" Adam called out angrily and I could feel myself froze in place in fear.
I could hear him running towards the direction I was in and I quickly hid behind a tree and held my breath.
"Rose..."He called out more sweetly.
I gulped and slowly let in more air, I could feel myself become dizzy.
"Rose..."He called out but it sounded sinister.
Then before I could run away he had his arms around me. "There you are." He growled.
He quickly picked me up and took me back to the house. The moment we were inside the house and he had set me down, I punched him. I winced. Shit, that hurt. He looked at me with pure rage and the next thing I know I'm falling and I'm suddenly surrounded by darkness.
He hit me.
I'm not sure how much time had passed but when I woke up it was light outside and my head was pounding. I went to rub my head to find that I was restrained. I looked at my wrist, I was tied up with rope. I tried to wiggle my way out but only caused myself pain. I sighed, frustrated.
"Glad to see you are awake. " His voice startled me.
I nervously looked over at him and he was obviously still upset.
"You will NOT be leaving my sight no matter what. You're official punishment starts today. That hit was nothing compared to what I'm going to do to you." As he spoke my heart began to sink.
All because I wanted to escape. Why is this happening? I felt a tear slide down my cheek as I looked away from him.
Natasha's POV
She climbed into her red Mercedes and began her journey to Jerry. Jerry was very good at his job and with his help she would be able to find the girl. She must be extremely important if they're paying me a very large sum, she thought to herself as she drove. She made a sharp left and drove down a very bumpy road. A few miles down the rough terrain she found Jerry's trailer.
The trailer looked to be an old 1950's model and was in obvious need of repair. She cringed at the sight of the place but decided that it must not bother Jerry all that much. Before she could make it to the door, Jerry had came running out. Jerry was a fat man and was very short. He had a big, black bushy beard and beady brown eyes. His skin was tan and rough from working outside. Jerry was in his mid 50's but his personality made him seem much younger.
"Natasha!" He shouted as he pulled her into his arms.
She hugged him back and noticed he smelled like coffee. "Jerry."
He pulled back and smiled. "So, what brings you here? New case?"
She just nodded.
And just like that he switched into a more serious mood. "Who are we searching for?"
"A girl named Rose. I have her photo and I also have information the car that the man is driving" Natasha pulled it out and handed it to him.
Jerry studied the picture as he listened and then responded,"She seems so young."
Natasha nodded in agreement.
"Alrighty, you can stay here in the mean time. I'll start researching and figuring out what I can do to locate her. Was she kidnapped?" Jerry asked as he lead her into his home.
"Yes, apparently by her best friend's killer." Natasha said as she breathed in the coffee smell the permeated the room.
"Damn." Jerry said as he poured to coffees. He handed one to Natasha and she just smiled.
Jerry got set up at him computer and began his search.
(I hope you guys enjoy this chapter! Sorry it took so long for me to update! Man, this story is getting intense haha Thank you everyone who has been reading. I can't believe I'm at 9k reads already! :D)