Chapter 50
Chapter
Fifty
JADE
T his can’t be happening. This cannot be fucking happening right now. My whole life is in the damn hands of these scumbags and I need to figure out a way to get free without getting the kids hurt in the process. Though all I can think about are the screams that came out of Sapphire's tiny little lungs. These idiots have no idea who they are dealing with. They think because I came here without making a scene that I won't kill them with my bare hands? Dead wrong buddy. The only reason I was even remotely in control was because that fucker had a gun on Sapphire’s head. I’d never forgive myself if something happened to my babies.
The whole damn thing is a cliche in the worst ways. Evil men come to kidnap a vulnerable woman and her children. They are taken out of their home at gunpoint into a seedy looking white van. The originality is lacking. All of that means their shitty plan may be in my favor. If I can figure out a way to get to a phone and call Bass, he will come get us. It's only a matter of time before he realizes we are gone and who it is that took me. These idiots didn’t even think to switch up the lackeys doing the dirty work. Skeet and “who fucking knows what that other idiots name is” are as bright as broken lightbulbs buried in the yard.
At the very least I was able to keep hold of my babies. They were screaming bloody murder when they first shoved me in the van and didn’t stop until I was holding them. The poor things are probably starving but I am not about to whip out my tit to feed them when these perverts are watching my every move. I have Saph strapped to my chest on the left and Onyx on the right. Usually I only have one in the carrier at a time but I need to be as hands free as possible and since my babies are tiny and light enough to be strapped on, that is the safest place right now.
It's silent, dead silent. For the first time in my life, I am sitting quietly afraid my big ass mouth will put my babies in danger. After what feels like an eternity the van comes to a stop. Tweedle Dee has been sitting in the back with me the whole ride, looking over with a cheshire grin on his face like he has a secret he is dying to share. Panic starts to set in when I see him reach into his jacket, thinking he's getting the gun back out. I am almost relieved when I don't see it in his hand. Instead there is a syringe. A syringe full of some yellowish liquid I am sure I don’t want anywhere near my fucking body or my babies.
I start to stand when Skeet yanks the back door open and climbs into the van, yanking me back into the seat that hugs the edge of the van. “It's time for a nap Little Wolf.”
That's the last thing I hear before everything goes black.
Screaming. Crying.
I sit up in a daze at the sound of loud cries, My babies. My children are crying. Opening my eyes, I realize they’re no longer strapped tightly on my body. They’re close by but not close enough to be within reach. My mouth is dry, my eyes blurred, and my head is pounding loudly. I'm searching for the strength to open my eyes and get to my children, but I can barely move.
My mind is slowly clearing, focusing once again on the environment around me. It’s cold, dark, and smells like the ocean. The rumbling of waves is heard just outside the hollow walls and a loud horn blares in the distance. I suddenly remember what happened in the back of the van. I was fucking drugged by these assholes, and now my kids are no longer strapped to my chest.
My hands are tied behind my back and my feet bound with duct tape. I assume it's the same that’s wrapped around my wrists. Finally, I am able to fully open my eyes and take in my surroundings. Immediately I know I am not in a house. This place reminds me of a boiler room. A dingy, dark, and cold area that hasn't seen human life in a while. I spin around on my ass trying to get a full view of what I am working with and spot a box across the room. It’s no bigger than a medium sized amazon box and the precious cargo inside is screaming loudly echoing in the room. My babies. Momma’s here little angels. I'm going to get us out of this shit hole. The space seems to be empty, giving me the perfect opportunity to escape without fear of retaliation.
Getting my ass into gear I start to look for a way out of these damn restraints. I can't do shit if I'm a useless ass pretzel. Thinking back to every crime show and murder documentary I’ve watched, wondering what pointless information I absorbed that could help save my life, I remember what I’ve seen about being bound with tape. In one podcast about a woman who was abducted and kept in a basement bound with duct tape, I remember she mentioned how she stood up, crossed her legs, and sat criss-cross applesauce on the floor tearing apart the restraints. Leaning up against the nearest wall I inch my way up until I can get as close to standing as possible and try to do this dumbass tape sit. Spoiler alert it didn’t fucking work. I knock my head against the wall in defeat. There has to be something I can do. Looking around I spot a metal pipe sticking out of the ground.
I crawl my way over to the pipe, breathless by the time I get there. Getting my legs over the pipe is the easy part, though standing up is a bitch. I scrap up all my strength and stand up knowing full well that this is going to fucking hurt. I can barely focus with my baby's loud screams in the background. “Here goes nothing,” I whisper to myself, throwing myself to the ground and tearing off the tape.
“Yes, finally,” I yelp, hurrying to do the same with the tape around my wrists. Once I’m free, I rush over to the box picking Sapphire up first. I cradle her body close to mine, trying to warm her up. Her lips are slightly purplish, her arms ice cold to the touch. These fuckers left them without a blanket. Adjusting Saph in one arm, I reach down to pick up Onyx.
“It’s all going to be okay my sweet babies, I promise you mommy is going to get us out of here.”
Just as I creep toward the door on the far left of the room, I hear the one behind me being loudly swung open. “Where do you think you’re going darling?” Skeet’s voice sends frightening chills down my spine, the most terrifying thing I’ve ever heard. I hug my babies tighter against my body, fearing the worst, preparing for anything. “Tsk, tsk, I really hope you weren’t trying to escape. That would be bad, very, very bad.”
Ignoring him, I rush toward the door but don’t make it far before I hear the click of a gun.
Fuck.
“What do you want, asshole!?” I shout, without turning to face him, clutching my hands in tight fists at my side.
He laughs, a dark, menacing crow. “Finally someone asks what I want. It’s always Skeet go murder the idiot who dared step foot in our territory. Skeet go scare the addict who owes us money for the product he stole. Skeet, kidnap the whore who ruined my son's life. Oh what I want never matters to anyone. ”
Abruptly, I turn at his last statement. “What the hell did you just say?” I ask, my voice quavering in anger.
“I want you darling,” he mutters slowly, inching closer to me. I back up at his advance, the skeevy look in his eyes, making my insides shake with terror. “And I’m going to have you before I turn you over to him.” He reaches for me just as the back door is kicked open, startling the both of us.
“No need for any of that Skeet. I’m here now.” A threatening presence is felt in the room as heavy boots tread against the concrete floor.
“Kane,” I mumble, mostly to myself.
Of course it’s him. How did I ever think otherwise? Skeet isn’t smart enough to act alone, nor capable of doing this by his own merit. Kane Dalton put him up to it, and I’m certain it was by order of my dear daddy in law.
Nonetheless, I know I need to get out of here, no matter who’s behind this, I have only myself to blame. I should have listened to Stephan’s threats, taken them more seriously than I did. He wants me gone, out of his son's life and he will do whatever it takes to ensure that happens. Even killing me and my babies.
“My dear friend Kane, I’m not sure any of this concerns you,” Skeet says, pointing the gun away from me and toward Kane. “Last I checked, I no longer follow your orders nor am I under your payroll. I’m a free agent, Dalton, a hitman for hire.”
“You think Stephan trusted you with something as important as this?” Kane responds, unable to hide his amusement. “Oh come on Skeet, I knew you and Toby were fucking idiots, but tell me you really didn’t think he wouldn’t have a backup plan.”
“What the hell are you saying?” Skeet asks rather furiously.
“I mean that’s why I’m here, to ensure this goes as planned. He needs our pretty little lady here gone, her children dealt with, and I’m here to make sure that is exactly what happens.”
“Fuck you Dalton,” I shout reaching for a metal pipe that was leaning against the floor. “I won’t let you get anywhere near me or any one of my kids.”
“You won’t have a choice, pretty girl.” He steps toward me as soon as Skeet lowers the gun in confusion. I freeze as he approaches, cringing when he reaches out to me, trailing his fingers over Sapphire’s little blond head. “You will do exactly as I say you understand Jade,” he whispers against my ear, bringing his lips down to my neck.
“You’re fucking crazy, you psycho…”
“Shh,” he murmurs, his finger now resting upon my lips. “You will do as I say if you want to get out of here alive. Your brother and Sebastian are right outside that door, waiting for my cue to enter. I will disarm Skeet, but it only gives you about twenty seconds to run and duck for cover before the two of them come barging in.”
“What?” I mutter in shock at what I’m hearing. This can’t be true. Kane can’t be working with Sebastian, he can’t be seriously trying to help me out of this mess. “I don’t…”
“What are you two whispering about?” Skeet shouts, walking over to us.
His lackey Toby, watches us intently, producing a gun from his pocket and keeping it at arm's length.
“Skeet, you two can go now. I’ll handle it from here.”
Skeet laughs loudly, shaking his head in disagreement, “Nah Dalton, I don’t take orders from you. Silver paid me a pretty penny to finish this job and that is exactly what I plan to do.”
Kane smirks widely at me, winking before he turns to face Skeet. “Looks like you’re not understanding me.” Now it’s Kane who pulls a gun out of his back pocket pointing it directly at Skeet's temple. “I’m not asking you to leave Skeet, I’m giving you the opportunity to walk out of here in one piece.”
Kane’s gesture only makes Skeet laugh, “You’re the one who’s not hearing me out, Kane. I’m not going anywhere without Jade’s pretty little head on a spike I’ll then plant on the Silver’s front lawn.”
“Your head is the one who will be on the end of a fucking spike!” Sebastian shouts as he barges through the door behind us. The shock from his sudden arrival catches us all off guard. Skeet manages to yank Kane’s gun out of his hand while Toby points his directly at Sebastian who rushes to my side.
Sebastian’s arms wrap around us, holding us closely to his body, sharing his warmth and feeling of security. My baby came to save me, to save us. I knew he’d never leave us.
“Sebastian…”
“What a pretty little picture,” Skeet mocks, advancing toward us. “The whole family is together again. You know Stephan is doing all this to ensure his son can continue his legacy without the threat of this lowly whore. But I’m sure he won’t mind if I take you all out instead.”
“Get the fuck away from us, you son of a bitch. Hurt them and I’ll fucking kill you.” Sabastian moves to stand in front of us, shielding us with his body.
“Sebastian, no please,” I cry out, Skeet’s gun pointed at his head.
“You should have listened to your old man, son. You should have listened when he ordered you to forget about her and the measly little crush. I mean I get it, she is a vision,” he utters, making a chef’s kiss gesture.
“You fucking asshole!”
“Nuh-uh uh,” Skeet murmurs, waving his gun back and forth. “I’m the one in charge now.” “He warned you all of this would happen darling. You should have taken the money when he offered it. Could have run off and started a new life anywhere, yet you chose to stay and in turn put all of their lives in danger. You have only yourself to blame for all of this Jade...”
“I’m warning you Skeet,” Kane mutters, watching from the sideline .
“I’m tired of your warnings and threats Dalton. I’m sick and tired of these rich little fuckers getting it all. The money, the power, the looks, the girl. It’s time for us regular guys to get a piece of the cake. So I’ve decided to go rogue. I won’t be getting rid of you Jade. I’ll be finishing off your little family, but I’ve decided I’m keeping you.”
In the next moment, Sebastian pounces on Skeet tackling him down to the floor just as a loud gunshot echoes through the room.
BANG!
“No!” I cry out falling to my knees cradling my screaming babies in my arms. There is a blaring ringing in my ears, the gunshot so close it must have popped an eardrum. All I see is Skeet lying on the floor with Sebastian over him, beside them a large puddle of blood forming on the concrete. No. No. No.
This can’t be happening.
“Sebastian, no please.”
Kane rushes to his side, helping him to his feet. I can’t tell if he’s hurt, though it’s Skeet who lies lifeless on the floor. I look over to Toby who stares blankly in fear at his dead friend on the floor. But just as he is about to run toward the door, another gunshot is heard.
BANG!
Toby falls lifeless to the ground.
What the fuck? I look at Kane who is holding Sebastian, covered in Skeet’s blood. I look down at Skeet, dead on the floor with a bullet to his head. Where did the gunshot come from?
That’s when I hear him. Footsteps behind me approach, tapping against the floor, matching the rapid beating of my heart. “Jade,” he mumbles, out of breath.
“Roman.” My brother appears behind me holding a gun tightly in his hand.
I stand, frozen in place, in shock, staring at him with wide eyes and my mouth dropped open. He did it. He shot Skeet. He shot Toby. Roman killed my two kidnappers right before my eyes, but most importantly my big brother saved us .
He saved my family, his family.
“Roman, you saved us!” I cry out falling into his open arms. “I’m so glad you’re here.”
“Of course Jade. There is nowhere else I would rather be. I came to save you and my niece and nephew. You two are my family.”
“Jade,” Sebastian whispers, rushing toward me. He picks us up and swings me in his arms as I clutch on tightly to the twins. “God Jade, I thought I had lost you three. I couldn’t bear it if anything happened to you.”
“Baby I’m so sorry, I…”
He takes Sapphire out of my arms, my arms aching because I’ve been holding two babies this whole time. “No need to apologize, baby. I know he did it. I know this is all my father’s doing. He wanted to separate us but he failed yet again. He told me you left me, took the money he offered you at the hospital and left. Why didn’t you ever tell me?”
“I never wanted the money Sebastian, I promised I would never leave you. He lied, he did this all to make it look like I took the money and left.” Tears drip down my cheeks, coating my lips in salt.
“Shh, I know baby,” he whispers, wiping the tears from my face with his thumb. “I never once believed you did. He used that against me. He played me, used what my mother did to him as a tactic against me. She was weak, she couldn’t stand up to my grandfather, but you baby, you are the strongest woman I have ever met.”
“I will never leave you Cupcake. You and our babies are everything I didn’t know I needed. There is no me without all of you anymore.”
“Same here baby. You and the kids are my entire world my entire life.” He smiles at me with the purest love shining in his eyes. “Now what do you say we get you and those angels the fuck out of here while they clean up?”
“You have the best ideas, Cupcake, the very best ideas.”