Tiana's POV
I was walking out of the shop after ending the last interview. I had an idea of who I was going to hire, but I couldn't be sure until I did the interviews that I had lined up next week. I looked across the street to see that Tristan and Derrick were sitting in the car watching as always.
Everything seemed normal.... Seemed being the operative word because nothing was normal. I had just locked the door and was waking to my truck, when I felt someone grab my elbow. Immediately I turned around to check who ever it was, only to be faced with the wicked thot of the north.
"What do you want Sarah?" I asked in annoyed voice.
"You know what I want." She says with an evil smirk.
"This getting old Sarah." I deadpan. "I don't understand why you won't let it the fuck go. It's pathetic to keep going after someone who doesn't, hasn't, and never will want you."
I watched as her face went red and screwed into a nasty sneer. "You fucking bitch, you know nothing." She cried. "He wanted me until you came along with your little bastard brat."
'This bitch is delusional.' I thought. "Bitch I done told you about talking about my child like you've lost your rabbit ass mind." I warned. "Now like I fucking said... Jay doesn't want you and he never will. If he did you guys would've been together when he came back to Atlanta and found out about Aiden. Me and Jason weren't together for almost six years. Don't you think he would've started a relationship with you in that time period if he wanted you?"
"Shut up!" She shouts, suddenly pulling out a gun from her purse. "He wants me... I just need to make sure you and your brat are out of the way."
Just then my mommy senses started tingling. I look out of the corner of my eye to see Tristan Derek stepping out of the car with their guns in tow. "Where's my son Sarah?" Iask, feeling panic rise up in me.
"Wouldn't you like to know." She says with an evil smirk spreading across her face.
'The fuck this bitch just ' "Where is my fucking son bitch!?" I shout, stepping forward only to bring brought back by two pairs of strong hands. "What the fuck?!" I scream, trying to break free of these strange men's grip.
"Don't worry I let you see your bastard soon." She grins. "But first things first... Call off your dogs." She orders, nodding her head over to Tristan and Derek, whom where pointing their guns at her head.
"Why so you can just take me." I challenge.
"Because if you don't I'll make sure your son beaten to death and delivered on your grandmother's front porch." She cackles like the witch she is.
I felt the air leave my body at the image of my beautiful baby boy beaten, bruised and dead. It's not something I could handle. I would gladly stake whatever she threw my way if that meant Aiden would be okay.
"Guys.. stand down." I instruct.
"Tiana, you know we can't do that." Tristan says assertively.
"You can and you will." I say firmly. "Aiden comes first."
"Aww isn't that sweet" Sarah says in a sickening sweet voice. "To bad we don't have time for this. Boys but her in the van." She orders and the two men begin to drag me away.
"Let her go." I here Derek yell before a series of gunshots follow.
I looked back in the last thing I saw was Derek go down before a bag was placed over my head and I was thrown into a van.
***ABOUT AN HOUR AND A HALF LATER***
I woke up in a dark room with a soft floor. I sat up and looked around. There was a queen size bed in the middle of the room and it had plain black bedding. The carpet seemed to be grey or something along those lines. The next thing I noticed was a large flat screen facing the bed followed by me noticing the huge metal door. "What the fuck is this shit?" I thought aloud. I also notice that there was a huge metal door with a bunch of locks.
