Lost love

chapter 2

"It's you..." She whispers.

As the blue eyed boy carried nessa out and put her in his car he heard muffled yelling calling her name.

He gets in the driver's seat and speeds off. Thinking to himself how a beautiful young woman can be part of a gang.

To specify a gang that he's rivals with . Both gangs targeting one subject . Who knew it'd cause chaos.

2 hours later

I woke up in the middle of the room on a bed.

Where can I possibly be?

I sit up and look around. My hands handcuffed to the bed frame.

What the fuck.

I struggle to get out of the cuffs until I hear the door open to the boy in black.

He was wearing a A with a arrow going through it. He's probably from the Southside gang .

I look at him with a death stare.

" why are you keep me here?".

He smirks and laughs.

" because your a death trap Hermosa."

A death trap.? What does he mean.

I stood quiet and he lifted my chin up with he finger. I kneed him in the stomach and he grunts. He pins my thighs down .

"Fiesty I see... bravery. "

He signals his body guard to me and he un cuffs me and carries me to another room. It was more empty than others. It felt real heated in the room.

A couple minutes later my hands cuffed together my hair sweaty and my clothes.

Sitting there just made me think and I gonna die today. Is this my last day on earth?. I thought to myself.

I heard footsteps from the door and keys jangling.

The door nob is being opened .
And he pops his head through the door.

"Hola hermosa." He approaches

"Get.  Away.  From .  Me!" I struggle to move my wrist turns red from how tight the cuffs are.

"Quiet down mama's. Dont wanna cause a commotion now do you?."

"If it shuts you up and gets you caught.  Then yes".

He smiles clueless that I had a pick lock holding my hair up. I kick him back and kneed him in the face grabbing the pick lock to unlock the cuffs.  I get up and he pins me down.

"You known I can't hurt you. So why do you make it so hard to not. You don't want to test me. It's either stay here for the rest of your life. Or be good and get to go wherever you want to by MY side." He loosens his grip from my hands.

It's better than being locked up in a room and a house we're no one trusts you.

"Fine."