My Bad Boy's Gang novel Chapter 43

"Rise and Shine, sweetheart" A voice that belonged to Austin said. My eyes fluttered open as he turned on the light, and I sat up.

He unlocked the chain around my ankle, and grabbed me by the arm and twisted it behind my back, so I couldn't go anywhere.

I slept for about an hour all last night, and after the nightmare; there was no way sleep was even in vocabulary. I was pushed into the kitchen where everyone was.

Austin shoved me forcefully into a chair, and I sat down on the wooden chair. "Eat it" Christopher ordered as he plopped a plate of eggs on the table in front of me.

"I-..I'm allergic to eggs.." I stuttered, and he gave me an Are-You-Serious look. "She claims she's allergic" Christopher called back.

"Well" Taylor said as she came over and set a bowl of cereal in front of me "Cereal okay?" She asked with a small smile.

I nodded slightly, and Zeke ordered "Taylor. Out in the Hall. Now." Taylor then looked back at him, and followed him out of the room.

I heard a door shut then yelling begin. "We do not make friends, with that bitch! She's bait, not a new member!" Zeke yelled from outside the hall.

I flinched and looked down at the cereal. "Zeke! She's 18, and kidnapped! Plus her boyfriend did the drug deal, not her! Cut her some slack. She should be sitting in school, not some warehouse in the middle of Italy!" Taylor yelled back.

I looked back at the door that was still closed for a few seconds, and took in what they were fighting about. "Don't worry about them" James said as he set a glass of water down in front of me "Zeke's not much of a morning person."

"Or a person..." I muttered under my breath. Because theirs no way an actual human being could be as heartless as him. "What?" James asked, not hearing me.

"Nothing" I shook my head and picked around the cereal. I learned that Taylor and James were the only nice ones, everyone else wanted me dead.

The door then swung open and Taylor walked in as if nothing happened. I also learned that there was parts here.

Zeke was the leader, and bossed everyone around. Derrick and Arthur were main "guards"; meaning if someone was to be captivated, they would do it. Ty, and Logan were coders that controlled all the weapons, cars, hacking. Zac, Hayes, and Lance all did routes for driving. Mark and Joe were the mechanics who fixed everything. Blade, Benson, and Tyson were basically sex offenders who drew girls in for weapon holding. Clara, Troian, and Shay delt with drug deals and imports/exports of supplies. Taylor and James had job of escape routes, watching enimes, and spying on other gangs.

"Hey sweetheart" Tyson said as he approached me and pressed his lips to my neck, and I quickly grabbed his arm and twisted it back as I punched him. I was then grabbed by Derrick and Arthur.

Tyson held the side of his jaw and his nose was bleeding. My heart was racing and I breathed heavily as he looked up with his piercing blue eyes meeting mine.

"Lock her" Tyson said with his voice cold and husky. "Whoa, whoa, whoa" James cut in.

"You're the one who tried to give her a hickey!" Taylor exclaimed. "Yeah, locking her in is a bit extreme" James said.

Everyone looked at Zeke for the last call, and he looked at me with dark eyes, and he tossed the apple in his hands back and fourth as he thought.

"Lock her" Zeke said final. I was then being dragged out of the room and down the hall. I began to panic as I had no idea what the term 'Lock Her' meant.

Derrick and Arthur came to an end of a Hallway, and Arthur grabbed keys put of his pocket, then unlocking the door.

I was pushed into a very small closet of mirrors everywhere that acted as walls. I fell t the ground once I was pushed, and Arthur then took the door and turned it around so I didn't have a way out.

The door knob was now out in the hallway and the door was replaced with just another mirror wall.

I knew exactly what this was for, and it was to torture someone slowly as they would become claustrophobic and go insane.

The mirror would appear to make the he closet look bigger but then you'd realize it wasn't big by physical touch and you'd only see your reflection surrounding you. It would mess with your mind and mental stability.

I took a deep breath and tried to remind myself it was just a closet over and over again.

I sat down on the ground and pulled my knees up to my chest and laid my head on my knees as I tried to think about anything to distract me.

* * * * * * *

Ryker Anderson

"Ryker..." A voice that was Leah sighed. I kept my back to her as I stared ahead at the ground, and stayed silent.

I then heard footsteps and she came up and sat down next to me. "Ryker, you really need to get to sleep" She said and I stayed silent still.

A few moments passed ands she spoke out of the silence "Your so sleep deprived it's going to start effecting your health."

"Don't fucking tell me what to do, Leah!" I snapped out if anger, and she stared at me for a second.

"Did you take your meds this morning?" She asked knowingly. "Yes!" I yelled, standing up from the bench.

"Why is that I can't be mad without someone thinking I didn't take my meds or am just having moodswings?! Maybe I'm mad because my girlfriend got fucking kidnapped, and I have no idea where she is or what's happening to her!" I yelled angirly.

I kicked a trashcan and it fell over and I placed my forehead up against some telephone pole, and closed my eyes shut as I regretted everything I did.

From not telling Rain in the first place, lying to her about a lot, to her getting kidnapped because I had to be a dick and leave her.

Leah placed a hand on my shoulder and sighed "Ryker, it's all going to be okay. I promise will find her."

"And what if she's dead by the time we find her?! Huh, Leah?! Because it doesn't matter on the gang; they all want to kill her to get to me because I was a idiot and got caught in a faulty drug deal!" I yelled.

"Listen; I can't lie to you, as your older sister I'm going to tell you it's all going to be alright and will be fine. But honestly were trying our hardest to track her down, and I don't know how things are going to plan out" Leah said.

"You remember when mom and dad got rid of us, and we were put in foster care. We all got sepereated over time and weren't sure if we were going to see each other. After days, weeks, months, even years; we finally got out and everything turned alright. That's how this will end up" Leah said.

"I don't understand you, Leah. First you tell me that it's going to be okay, then you say it may not, and then you say it'll be okay again" I scoffed.

She sighed and tucked her blond hair behind her ear "I know, I'm just showing the reality and dreams of the problem. If you dream and hope enough, it'll come true. Just ask Rain, she's the biggest dreamer there is."

I breathed a small laugh under my breath "Yeah, she's not the most optimistic person there is." Leah smiled slightly and chuckled before saying "Now if you actually listened to me for once, things might actually work out."

I rolled my eyes and said "Love you Big Sis." She smiled "Love you too Little Bro" then fist pounding me and walking away to where everyone was mapping things out.

My phone buzzed and I looked down on my screen to see a picture of Rain and Melanie on the beach together smiling and laughing.

I snapped back to reality and answered the call from Dawson.

* * * * * * * *

Rain Thompson

"And if you have a minute why don't we go. Talk about it somewhere only we know? This could be the end of everything. So why don't we go

Somewhere only we know Somewhere only we know?" I repeated song lyrics over and over again under my breath as I hugged my knees and rocked back and fourth.

I was about to break and go insane, because I felt like I was in this closet for days, and the walls were closing in on me. I've only seen my reflection of a reflection from the reflection behind me that was a reflection of the one ahead of me.

My breathing was unsteady and panic coursed through my veins. My face was pale white, and I started hearing things of people whispering in my ear. The whispers were of some other language that I couldn't understand yet it bothered me.

The whispers turned into screams, and a shrieking sound was present. I buried my head into my knees and covered my ears with my hands and screamed "STOP! STOP! LEAVE ME ALONE!"

I began crying hysterically and the screams only became louder and I couldn't escaped them. I screamed at the top of my lungs in agony and squeezed my eyes shut.

I looked up into the mirror and saw a face that was recognizable to me but it turned into a bunch of different things, and then turning from a fire, to knife, then a heartbeat going dead.

"AHAHA!" I screamed and punched the mirror as the glass shattered everywhere and cut me. The screams went louder and felt like if someone stood right up to your ear and just screamed.

I began walking around in a crooked circle hunched over in the closet and had my hands covered over my ears. I cried hysterically and begged the screams to stop.

I eventually feel to my knees once I couldn't take it anymore and sobbed my eyes out and screamed once again. "RYKER!" I screamed in hope, wanting him to just appear.

I was then grabbed and pulled put of the mirror closet. I placed my hands on the ground as I hunched over and caught my breath, stared down at the ground, tears still escaping my eyes.

James pulled me into his chest and rubbed circles on my back. "Ryker" I cried still with hope and wanted just to hear his voice.

"He's not here, Rain" James said quietly and I broke down into tears and James watched me with sympathy and guilt all over his face.

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"Teenage Model by the name Rain Eliza Thompson of age 18, hasn't been seen in weeks. A search warrant has been sent out looking for her, and she was last seen with the New York City Gang; Crusdaes. Her father; Sheriff Dean Thompson has some words to say" A reported informed as she stared right at the camera.

The camera cut to a clip of my dad talking "She's been missing for weeks, and I don't know why she ran away. We have no trackings of her yet, but we tracked her text messages down and are hoping to find her soon."

BULL! He knows where I am, and I didn't run away. Plus I don't have my phone, so the trackings not going to do much.

I sat in the room alone with a blanket wrapped around me and the old early 2002 TV that was as thick as Zeke's skull.

It was 3 a.m., I couldn't sleep and I was convinced I was an insomniac now. After the the mirror closet, I was sent to 'my room' and chained up and locked in.

The door opened and Tyson walked in. I quickly acted like I was asleep, and he seemed to be on the phone with someone.

"Yeah, we got her" He said and a few moments went by "Yeah, I saw the news. Her dad sent put a search warrant and tracking her phone, but she doesn't have her phone."

He opened the fridge and got something out of it then closing it shut. "No dude, we're going to keep her captive and shoot Anderson right in front of her eyes. It's killing to birds with one stone."

My heart sunk in my chest and I kept my eyes closed like I was asleep. "Tomorrow we're going to make her-" He started but then stopped.

I then heard footsteps approach closer to the couch. My body became tense and I swallowed a lump in my throat.

"I got to go dude. Call you later" Tyson said then handing up the phone and throwing it somewhere to the side. I peaked through my eyes and saw him walk in front of the couch and over to a chair that was on the side.

I screamed internally that he sat down, and moments went by. I then heard a door open then slam shut.

I opened my eyes and right away a pair of hands wrapped around my neck. I looked up to see Tyson and he gritted "You little fucker, I thought you were to old to okay pretend."

I grabbed his hands and tried to peak them off my neck from loosing oxygen. He took his hands off my neck only to pull me off the couch and slammed me up against a wall.

"Reme that day when we were in my room, and I was just trying to be the loving boyfriend I was but you were a litte butch and screamed. My mom then came in and I spent 5 months in jail" He gritted.

"Our relationship was illegal" I gritted back through my teeth. "Yeah, well now it's not" He said then making hands down to the buttons of me jeans, and I tried to push him away but he slammed me back up against the wall.

I squirmed in his grip, and he unbuttoned my jeans. "Tyson, stop" I begged, squirming in his grip. He unzipped them then starting to pull them down.

I stopped him before he could pull them down and kneed him where the sun don't shine. He groaned in pain and grabbed that area. I quickly escaped and ran out of the room.

It wasn't long before I realized Tyson was chasing after me. It wasn't even that he was desperate or horny; Tyson could get any girl he wanted, it was the fact that he just wanted to get back at me.

I came to a dead end, and began panicking. I turned around to see Tyson approach "You can't Run from me Rain." I was grabbed by the wrist and pushed unto the room I was held chained in.

He pushed me down onto the bed and chained my ankle then both my wrist to shorter chains so I couldn't move far.

The metal dug into my skin everytime I moved, and Tyson was overtop of me "Still won't put out? Guess I just have to make you."

"Tyson! Stop it!" I begged and he pulled my jeans down of my legs and threw them to the ground. He then started to pulled off my shirt but I squirmed and kicked to try and get away.

I kicked him off me then standing up and trying to run away when the chains stopped me and he pulled me down to his lap.

He ripped my shirt, and I was left in underwear and a bra. "Let me go!" I squirmed and he kept me under his grip.

He pushed me back onto the bed and pulled off his shirt revealing his 6 pack abs.

Ryker's are better...

"Admit baby" He whispered leaning closer to me and whispering into my ear "Our sex was the best you've had."

"My mom always told me not to lie" I said as I tried to push him off me. He leaned in and pressed his lips to mine. I quickly pulled back from him to make room and pushed him away.

He glared at me and grabbed my wrist then putting them above my head under his grip so I couldn't move. He pressed his lips back to mine and I tried to pull away and squirmed under his grip.

One of his hands moved to under me and put his hand to my lower back then pushing me up against him so we were chest to chest.

His lips felt gross on mine and everything felt so wrong. I didn't kiss back and I wanted to be anywhere but here right now. He grabbed my butt and I flinched.

It wasn't even Sexual harassment..it was becoming rape...

There was a knock at the door and Tyson had to pull away. I caught my breath and relief came over me, Tyson yelled "What?!"