ANDRÉ'S POV:
I came back to the Mansion around 12:24pm and I was greeted by our Italian Butler, Mr. Luca. I was only going to drive around the Estate but decided to take a detour. I went out and drove around.
"Are my parents still home?" I asked him.
"No Sir. They left immediately after breakfast this morning." He said and my mood got lighted.
"That's a relief." I muttered. "What about Audrey and Amy?" I asked.
"They aren't here. Mr. Lodovico, one of your Grandfather's chauffeur came and took them to where your Grandparents resides in Hidden Hills."
"That's good."
I went straight to the West Wing where my bedroom was located and entered.
I heaved a sigh. A whole weekend in here. I better get cozy.
GABRIELLA'S POV:
My eyes slowly opened and I saw I was in a dark room or place. I looked at myself and realized I was tied up to a chair with a rope. Even my mouth was tied with a white hanky. I felt the pile of sweat on my forehead. My arms ached from being tied at the back. Have I been tied for too long?
Wait..........where am I?
And.........how did this happen?
Blurry images came to my mind and slowly, I remembered!
Oh my God! I've been kidnapped!
I tried to scream for help but I wasn't able to because they tied my mouth.
I tried to struggle for release but I was too weak and tired.
I went to the gym with an empty stomach. One day I'm going to kill myself.
"Mmmmmmm!" I tried to speak but the clothed prevented me.
"Remove the hanky from her mouth. Let her speak." I heard a voice speak with command.
A person came from my back and removed it from my mouth.
"Someone help! Please somebody! Anybody!" I screamed and ended up losing all my strength.
"There is no use screaming. No one will be able to hear you." The same voice spoke.
"Why did you kidnap me?! I swear you're a very big fool that made a very big mistake in kidnapping me. I belong to a very powerful Italian and Mexican family. Even though he's gone, people still cower in fear when I call my Father's name. I don't think you would want to mess with me. When they find out about this, with just a snap of their fingers, you'll be in jail and you will fucking rot in there."
"Shut up!"
"How dare you kidnap me?! Do you know this is infringement again my rights and it is very well punishable by law!" I quoted for the fucker.
"Shut up! Do not speak to me like that or else I'll cut off your tongue." The person said.
"Try it and I swear I will feed your two fucking balls to my crocodiles." Yeah, I own crocodiles, they live in my private island in Monaco. It was a birthday present from my Italian Grandad when I was two. I was so stupid that time, asking for crocodiles and an island. I haven't even see them since I was four.
Suddenly, a person with a long robe with a hood came to me with a candle that showed a little light in the dark place. I tried to see the person's face but from above the lips and up were covered.
"Don't test my patience young girl!" This time I realized the voice was feminine, and softer.
What the?
What the hell is going on?!
"Wait, I know this voice........Andrea?!" I barked.
"Who is this Andrea you speak of? I am not Andrea? I am uhh Adelaide but everyone calls me the Slayer."
"Andrea it's you. What's going on?" My anger was increasing second by second. I can't believe her! I thought I was kidnapped by real kidnappers! Damn her!
The lights came on and I was surrounded with people in dark robes and their faces were covered. I realized I was in a very luxurious and huge living room.
Where am I?
"Sister Gabriella." One of them called me. "Kneel before us."
"How can I when you tied me up like a goat on a chair." I snapped at their stupid heart attacking act.
"Oh! Right!" Andrea, I think said. She cleared her throat and spoke, this time, more commanding. "Untie her."
Two of them from the background came to me and untied me then made me kneel in front of the others.
"Gabriella raise up your right hand." Andrea commanded.
"Force me and let me see if I w—" Before I could finish, one of them by my side forcefully rose up my hand. I groaned in annoyance. She knows I don't like being forced to do things.
"Do you pledge to be faithful to the F.L.O.W?" She said.
"Flow? What the hell is a F.L.O.W?" I asked.
"Do you or do you not?!" She demanded.
"I do not because you didn't tell me what the hell Flow or is it F.L.O.W!"
"Yes indeed."
"Yes?! I didn't-"
"Now sisters, it's time to sing the sacred song of the victorious cry of the Almighty Falcon." She said so spiritually.
"Does a Falcon cry?" I asked with a furrowed brow.
"Shut up. Sisters, sing with me.....Kamustakaravaleniiiiii, nihum...."
"Nihum." The others replied.
"Hili Hili Hili Hili! Hili ni!"
"Hili nu!"
"Hee hee.."
"Hoo hoo.."
"Wahooo..."
"Hooowa..."
"She cleared her throat then spoke. "Do you promise to...."
"What the fuck?!"
"I ask again, do you promise to be faithful to the Falcon League Of Women?" She asked. So that's F.L.O.W?!
"Uhhh, I promise?"
"And promise to never keep any secret from anyone and lie to us?"
I hesitated a bit. André. Ughh! I'm lying to Andrea.
"Uh yeah I promise."
"And now sisters, time for her to drink from the sacred cup of the great Falcon. Sister Delilah, bring forth the cup." Andrea said.
"Wait, Delilah's in on this too?!"
Damn her! I can't believe it.
She went in somewhere, but she did not waste time in coming back to the living room with a golden goblet on a golden platter.
I didn't expect this from her at all.
She's supposed to scold the hell out of them for this immature and illegal behavior!
She came forth to me and stretched out the platter for me to take the goblet.
"Take it." She ordered.
"Force me." I challenged her.
Delilah and I don't really see eye to eye sometimes.....actually most of the times. Our similar personalities often clash. We're both stubborn, domineering, hot headed and do not like being controlled but like being in control and expect everyone to follow our instructions with utmost respect and precision. We had fights, serious fights that most of the time, made us keep malice with one another for days. The last one we had was over a pencil.
I know, ridiculous.
"I don't think you want me to."
"Oh really? Or maybe you're just scared of me." I smirked
"Will the both of you stop. Gabriella just take it for piss' sake!" Andrea almost barked at us.
I cursed her under my breath and then took the goblet. I first looked into the goblet then to Andrea. Why is it red?
"Drink, drink the divine blood of the great Falcon." As soon as she said that, I froze.
"What did you say?" I stared at her in disbelief. "Oh my goodness Andrea! Falcon?! Blood?! FALCON?! What kind of Falcon? The bird Falcon or the....." She gasped. "....I can't believe you killed one of our classmates. How can you be so cruel?..." I gasped again. "Is it DJ?"
"Oh my gosh no! Relax, it's just strawberry juice mixed with cranberry and a tea spoon of red label, that's all."
"Oh." My heart relaxed, a bit. I took the goblet to my lips and drank the content.
I finished everything. Wow! Not that bad, not that bad at all! It's actually very sweet.
I licked my lips as a smile fought it's way to my face. "It's has such a tantalizing taste, and why was it looking like a fizzy drink.....like coke? Why was it soooo.....bubbly? Is there a hidden ingredient?" I asked as they revealed their faces. They were all Falcons like I suspected.
"Oh!" Andrea giggled evilly. "Yes, there is."
"What is it?" I asked as I smiled in confusion.
"Natasha's saliva." Scarlet said and I looked at Natasha, standing there, grinning like an evil witch.
"What?" I asked again. Not trusting my ears.
"You heard right." Delilah smirked.
"Hi bitch." She giggled at me.
I think I'm gonna....throw up. I dropped the goblet on the floor and ran to the automated sensor door. Thank God it was leading to the outside. I ran out and went to a shrub were I puked my heart out.
Damn those bitches!
***
"How do I look?" I said as I gained the attention of everyone whilst I stood on the stairs.
"Dayuuuum, you look hot!"
"I swear I am in love with your figure."
"No doubt about it, you're sexy."
"Looking good slayer!"
Compliments upon compliments as I came down from the stairs in my outfit.
After the whole episode with me throwing up and then coming back and lashing out my anger on them. I demanded for answers and they gave me, in details.
They explained why they kidnapped me. Andrea asked Natasha what she wanted for her birthday and she said she wants them to kidnap me, which they did. It was for revenge over what I did to her and Scarlet. I tricked them into drinking milk but it was actually powder mixed with water in a glass. She made them kidnap me to scare me. Then they said whilst I was unconscious, they decided to do their annual initiation for Falcon newbies. Which was all that.
The whole me drinking the blood signified me becoming a full fleshed Falcon and officially, I became part of their clan.
Yeah, I am surrounded by insane people but I can't deny, it was kinda fun being kidnapped.
I wanted to go home and take a bath and change then come back here but Andrea insisted I do that here. She even offered me to choose any of her clothes to wear. I was actually surprised when I realized that we were the same size when it came to clothes. I actually thought I was fatter than her.
Kylie helped in the outfit picking and my makeup and my hair and my shoes. She was really good in fashion. She decided on a Mi Corazon Halter Top with a white coloured skirt from the Fashion brand, Fashion Nova.
But there was one thing that was going through my mind, is anyone worried about my disappearance. I haven't received any call or text message from anyone. What about André? Wasn't he worried to check up on me?
Oh, I forgot, he's too busy with Chloe. I started thinking negative things and and images popped to my head about them having a heated rough and wild sex on bed with their bodies gushed with sweat making my body cringe a lot.
No, he wouldn't do that to me, right?
"Wow Gee, you look amazing!" Andrea said as she came to me.
I wanted to reply her but Kylie butted in.
"Thank you." Kylie said as she giggled. We both looked at her. "What? I'm her stylist." She shrugged her shoulders and we laughed.
"Gaby you look so amazing, literally!" Natasha came to me and hugged me.
"Awwww, thanks Nat. Happy birthday." I said to her smiling and she grinned. "Today is your birthday so I'm not going to kill you, tomorrow, I will come to your house and finish you off so that you'll understand the risk of being in the state of getting a heart attack." I said and her smile fell. "Smile darling, but tomorrow...." I chuckled nastily.
"Okay okay Gaby, chill. You can plan killing her later. By the way speaking of killing her tomorrow, instead of killing her in her house, why don't you just do it here, with us, in....my house, ummm, so, will your mom be cool with the idea of her daughter doing a sleepover at her friend's house throughout the weekend?" Andrea asked with hope.
"Well—"
"We promise there will be full security inside and outside the Mansion. The Estate is very secured as well and on every street has a CCTV cameras in case of any mysterious activities are taking place, they'll be able to stop it in time. I promise you and her that you won't get kidnapped and she won't receive any death threats about her daughter or kidnappers calling her saying that have you and asking for ransom before they release her daughter."
She was talking as though she knew who I am and who my family is and most especially, who my mother is. Does she know my mom is Ariana Sanchez? I only told Drake, and as for Kylie, I think she does, maybe. The first day she came to my house and saw my mom, she acted....normal. As though she didn't know who she was seeing. Well, whatever...
"Chill, she'll agree." I said and she grinned.
"Oh Andi, here you go." Kira handed her a long white cloth.
"Thanks." She turned to me. "As leader of F.L.O.W, I present thee, your official robe." She said and stretched forth it to me. I took it.
"What is this?" I looked at it.
"Your robe." Kylie said. "You're now a full fleshed Falcon.
"Aww." I let out a short laugh. "But why is mine white and yours' are black?"
"Because you're a virgin. Remember when Chloe made you reveal it to everyone at that party when we were playing Truth or Dare?" Natasha said and we all looked at her.
Damn! Damn! Damn!
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