A/N: So this idea has been running through my head for the last week or so, and I just had to write this alongside the other fanfiction I'm working on! So I'm not too sure how often the updates will be, but I'll try to update as regularly as possible.
Please note that I am British, so I do apologise for any terms which aren't used in America!
I hope you enjoy the first chapter!
Hostage
Chapter One – Encounter
Seth Rollins was a fairly small, seventeen-year-old boy, with shoulder-length wavy brown hair, with the right side bleached blonde. He lived a fairly ordinary life with his family in a rather nice house, and walked to school and saw his two friends Corey and Bayley every day at school – where he was mildly bullied due to his 'nerdy' nature and his like for comics, books, and anime. He did luckily have his friends to back him up, however, and despite it upsetting him in previous years, he had gotten used to it and just shrugged most of it off as teasing.
It was the same thing every single day. He'd wake up, shower, feed the dogs, have his own breakfast, go to school, come home, have his dinner, and entertained himself until he had to go to bed. It was fairly tiresome, and he just wanted something exciting to happen for once, something which could just make him feel happy again. Because, right now, the lack of fun in his life was just bringing him down, as were his parents strictness when it came to what he had to study, and what he had to do with his life. It was like they only cared about Seth making them looked good, in a way.
"Seth, are you okay?" his friend Bayley asked, snapping him out of his thoughts.
"Yeah, I'm fine," he replied. Bayley and Corey exchanged looks before they both looked back at Seth.
"You've just seemed really... Down, lately. Is anything the matter?"
"It's not about Sami still, is it?" Corey questioned, and Seth quickly shook his head.
"No, it's not."
Yes, it is.
Well, partly. Sami had brought that spark back into Seth's life – in a whole different way than he had ever experienced. Sami was his first ever boyfriend, and it had always seemed like it was going to last. They spent so much time together, even though they were only with each other for a couple of months. They had a connection – at least, that's what Seth thought. But soon enough, he had a text from Sami saying he felt like it wasn't going to work and that they should break up. Seth was devastated, naturally, especially by how it wasn't said to his face, or at least during a phone call. But he wanted what's best for Sami, and so decided to just try and not dwell on it and move on. This is hard, however, when the person you thought cared about you became friends with the very people who choose to bully you, and laughs when those people mock you for being gay.
It hurt, of course it did. He thought he could trust Sami, and even if Sami thought that they wouldn't work out he would have still cared for Seth, or at least show an ounce of respect for him. But that wasn't the case, and that hurt Seth more than anything else could.
It even made him find it hard to believe that there would be a guy someday who wouldn't be like Sami, who would love Seth and care about him. Sami's betrayal lowered Seth's confidence a huge lot, and he knew it was going to be a long time before he got it back – he had never been a very confident person to start with, so now he wasn't sure if he even had any left.
"Are you sure? You can talk to us about it."
He knew his friends meant well, but he hated talking about his feelings. His caring nature had made him turn into the kind of person who would always put others before himself, and would hardly ever talk to people about his own problems. He often felt like a burden expressing his own feelings, and was scared his friends, his two only friends, would be annoyed and think he's whining.
Part of him knew it was nonsense, but more of him believed it.
"I'm fine, don't worry about it," Seth smiled.
That's it – put on a smile when in reality, all you want to do is lock yourself in your room away from everyone else and just cry until you have nothing left.
"Alright, if you say so," Corey smiled back. "Are you two up to anything this weekend?"
"I don't have anything planned," said Bayley.
"What about you, Seth?"
You already know that I don't.
"No, I haven't," he said instead.
"How about the three of us hang around my house this weekend, and play video games and whatever?" he suggested.
"Sure, I'll come!" Bayley exclaimed.
"Why not?" Seth shrugged. It's better than just staying at home, I suppose.
He did love his friends, he really did. They were kind, funny, and fun to be around. But there was always that voice nagging at the back of his head, telling him that they didn't like him, that they found him boring, that they secretly didn't want to be friends with him but were because they felt sorry for him.
Again, part of him knew it was nonsense, but there was another part of him which believed it.
His mood wasn't much better when he was at home that night, and after spending a couple of hours in his bedroom, decided to go out for a walk to pass the time.
"Where are you going, Seth?" his mother asked as he grabbed his jacket.
"I'm just going out for a walk, I won't be long," he replied as he opened the front door.
"Alright, but make sure you come back soon – it's getting dark."
"I'll be fine."
He stepped out of the house and closed the door behind him. He put his earphones in his ears, before he began to walk down the street. He didn't really care about where he was going – he just wanted to pass the time and clear his head. After several minutes of walking, he turned round a corner to find Sami and his new friends standing there, laughing. He cursed silently when they turned around and noticed them. They all grinned in amusement – Seth didn't have Corey and Bayley with him this time.
"Well well, look who it is," the 'leader' of the group, said. "All alone, too."
"Shouldn't you be all warm in your bed, reading your comics?" another one said.
"He must be feeling adventurous, coming out into the actual world like this!" Sami chuckled, and the others joined in with his laughter. Ouch. He could brush off words that the others said – but Sami was different.
"Where's your boyfriend to protect you from all of the big bad guys out there? Oh wait... Of course, you don't have one, do you?"
The laughter increased, and Seth breathed in deeply as he tried to stop the tears from forming in his eyes. He slowly took a few steps back, wanting to get away from them – especially Sami – as soon as possible.
"Oh, where are you going?" the leader said, walking forward. "We haven't finished talking to you yet."
But he had finished listening.
His pace quickened to a run as he tried to get away from them as soon as possible. He was a fast runner despite his size but it didn't matter anyway – they didn't bother to chase after him and he could hear their laughter in the distance. He still kept running, however, with the intention of getting as far away as possible. He ran down the streets, ignoring the stares from people walking by, before he turned into an alleyway and stopped halfway, catching his breath.
Panic went through him when he realised he had no idea where he had actually ran to. He breathed deeply, wondering what to do until he saw a girl and a guy standing a little further down the alley. He plucked up his courage to walk closer to them and ask them if they could give him directions – but stopped when he overheard what they were discussing.
"John and Daniel are heading back to us now, and then we're going to head back to discuss the plan."
"All we need now is to work out how to get past the guards – after that, it's all good."
Oh, shit. That didn't sound good at all. Seth took a few steps back slowly, and gasped when his foot came in contact with a tin on the floor. The noise made the two people looked over at Seth, and before he could move he was being pressed against the wall by the man.
"How much of that did you hear?" the brunette hissed.
"I didn't hear any of it, I swear!" Seth cried.
"We can't take any chances, not with this," the woman said. Just then, two men walked round the corner, who Seth presumed to be John and Daniel.
"Who is this kid?" the larger one asked as they both walked closer.
"He was listening to our conversation, he was," the man who was holding onto him said. "I don't know how much he heard."
"Fuck, we can't have him going off and telling people about this," the smaller of the two men said.
"I won't tell anyone, I swear! Just let me go, please!"
"Shut up!"
Seth cried out in pain as he was pressed into the wall harder. He wished for somebody, anybody, to see what was happening, but no one came and it was now completely dark out.
"How much do you think he could be worth?" the woman said. She walked closer to Seth and reached into his pocket for his phone. She looked at it, smiling. "Judging by how new this is, probably a lot."
Seth gulped, too scared to say a word. What was that supposed to mean?
"You just may have found a good way around this, Brie," the man smiled, as pulled Seth around so his side was pressed against the wall rather than his back. "John, tie his hands behind his back. I'm not taking any chances."
"Wait, please-"
He was stopped by the man roughly covering Seth's mouth with his large hand. He smiled psychotically, and Seth's eyes widened in horror as he felt John tie the ropes tightly around his wrists behind his back.
"None of that," the man said quietly, the smirk never leaving his face. "It just seems like we could get a bit of money out of you. It's nothing personal. Now, I'm going to take my hand away from your pretty little face now. If you even try and scream for help, there's going to be disastrous consequences before anyone will even hear you. Understand me?"
Seth nodded in understanding – what else could he do? He didn't want to even think about the 'disastrous consequences' that could potentially happen to him.
"That's a good boy," he smiled, releasing his hand from Seth's mouth. He patted Seth's shaven cheek before turning around to Daniel, gesturing to the corner of the alley. "Go around and bring the car through there so no one sees us."
"Sure thing," Daniel nodded, quickly walking around the corner. The man holding onto Seth pulled him closer, his smirk growing.
"Come on, kid, we're going on a trip."
To say that Seth was scared would be a complete understatement. He had never been so terrified in his life. He was in the back seat of a car, his hands tied behind his back with no idea of whom these people were or where they were going. The man, who was the only one he didn't yet know the name of, was also too close for comfort. He seemed to find it amusing to place his hand on Seth's thigh and watch Seth jump horribly.
"Dean, stop playing with him," Brie said after a while. So Dean was the man's name... Knowing the name of Seth's captor didn't really make him feel much better.
"Awe, come on, I'm bored," he laughed.
"We're almost there now – just be patient," said Daniel from the driver's seat.
"But how can I resist? I mean, look how pretty he is!"
Seth yelped as Dean's hand went a little higher up his leg, making the man laugh.
"Dean, the guy is scared enough as it is," said John. "You seriously are a horrible person."
"I'm just teasing, lighten up," Dean said, finally removing his hand from Seth's thigh, making him sigh in relief.
"Roman's not going to want you keeping an eye on him if you play with him like that, Dean," said Brie. "We're not like the so-called Authority. We don't use them as toys – we just do what's necessary."
"I know, come on, I've stopped," Dean said, raising his hands. "I'll be on my best behaviour, I swear."
"You better be," said John. "We're here now, so don't even do anything else."
Daniel pulled up by a building, out of the way from public. It didn't exactly look like it was in best condition – and Seth guessed that it wasn't going to be much better on the inside. Dean pulled Seth out of the car by his arm and closed the door behind him with his free hand.
"Come on, princess," Dean chuckled, and kept his hand on Seth's arm while they walked over to the building. John typed in some sort of password to open the door, and they stepped inside. Seth was actually... Well, surprised. It looked a lot neater than he expected. There was also a few more people than he imagined would be here – but it seemed like his captors focus was on a rather muscular man, who was talking to a small girl with long dark brown hair. He had a tribal style tattooed sleeve on one arm and also had rather long, dark hair.
"Roman, look what we have!" Dean called, bringing Seth slightly closer to his side. The large man turned, and looked Seth up and down.
"Who's this kid?" he asked.
"He was listening in on our conversation," Dean explained. "It was Brie's idea to bring him here."
"What's his name?"
"I don't even know," Dean said, looking at Seth. "What is your name?"
"S-Seth... Seth Rollins," he said quietly.
"Seth Rollins, huh?" Roman said. He looked down at the girl still standing next to him. "AJ, go and look up this guy, see what you can find."
"Will do," she said, and sat down at a computer in the corner.
"I told you guys to be more careful, though," Roman sighed. "You never know who could be listening – for all we know, he could have been part of the Authority. He still could be."
"Nah, no one's that good at acting," Dean laughed, patting Seth on the back. "He was scared out of his wits."
"I don't blame him, with how you can be, Ambrose," Roman said. "He's not even going to try and run away now; he doesn't even know where he is, and there are too many people here. You might as well untie his hands."
"You're the boss," said Dean, and bent down so he could untie the ropes. "God, you're small. I'm going to ruin my back doing this shit. You didn't have to tie them this tightly, John."
"We weren't taking any chances," John shrugged.
"It's no wonder the guy was terrified," said Roman. "It's alright – we're not going to hurt you."
Seth blinked at Roman in shock. He had been taken by what was clearly some sort of gang, and this man must have been their leader or something... And he was actually speaking to him kindly?
"Who's going to be keeping an eye on him?" Roman then asked, looking between the people in the group who brought Seth there.
"If you want Daniel and I-"
"I will," Dean interrupted her.
"You sure? I mean, you're already busy enough as it is," Roman said, raising an eyebrow.
"Nah, it's fine. I don't mind."
Roman looked at Dean with curiosity – normally, he wouldn't bother to offer to do extra things for the gang. As Dean was what he liked to call the 'second leader', he was often in charge of the plans they did outside of the headquarters, while Roman was more in charge inside. Dean normally avoided doing extra work that anyone in the gang was capable of doing themselves.
"He finds the kid 'pretty'," Brie grinned when she saw Roman's confusion.
"Well, he is! Look at him!" Dean exclaimed, patting Seth on the back once again. "I seriously don't care about keeping an eye on him – it's not a big deal."
"Roman, I've got something!" AJ called from the corner. Dean tugged on Seth's arm to motion for him to come with them. They surrounded the computer, and looked at the screen. "Seems like you come from a fairly rich family."
"You were right, Brie," Daniel smiled.
"How much do you think we could get out of him?" AJ asked, looking up at Roman.
"A fair amount, I would say," Roman observed. "But we'll keep him for a few days; see what his parents do then."
"If Dean doesn't mind keeping him that long, that is," John said.
"Like I said, I don't care."
"Then we'll stick to that plan," said Roman. He pulled up his sleeve to look at his watch. "It's getting a bit late – you better take him to yours."
"Sure."
"Watch out for anyone from the Authority," he said, his voice low. "If they saw you with him they'd start to question who he is, and if they find out he's worth something, they'll try and take him from us. Not only would we miss out on the money, but God knows how they'd treat the poor guy – especially with their new buddy Lesnar... And we know how Orton can be. So you need to be careful."
"Don't worry, I will be," Dean replied, and this was the first time Seth had heard him speak so seriously. Roman nodded, and Dean gestured for Seth to come with him. "Let's go."
Seth kept close to Dean when they exited the building. Not only did he know that it would have been utterly useless to run away as he wouldn't even know where to run away to, he was also fairly worried about these 'Authority' people. Were they another gang? Judging by the sounds of it, they were a lot less... Caring? He didn't really know what word to use to describe whatever this gang was called. They were certainly a lot less scary now than they were when he was being threatened in the alleyway.
"You look freezing," said Dean, looking at Seth in his t-shirt. Before he could say anything, Dean had handed him his own hoodie. "I don't feel the cold much."
Dean even opened the door to the passenger seat for him once Seth had put on the jacket, though that was probably to make sure that Seth wasn't going to try to get away. Dean closed the door after Seth, and walked round to the other side to the driver's seat. He started the engine, and they were soon driving to wherever he lived.
"It's not far," Dean said, noticing that Seth was looking fairly worn out. It was no wonder. "You can sleep there."
Seth nodded, still too nervous to say anything else. All he had said since he arrived here was his name – even if he did have the confidence to say more, he wasn't sure if Dean would be happy with it.
A few minutes later, Dean chuckled.
"You're really not that talkative, are you?"
"W-Well, I..."
What could he say? That he was too scared to say anything at all? Luckily, Dean seemed to understand.
"I don't blame you if you're still scared. You'll be back home in a few days," Dean said, as he stopped the car outside of an apartment block. "It's not as fancy as what you probably live in, I know."
Dean stepped out of the car, but stopped Seth before he even had a chance to put one foot out of it. The man walked around to his side, and opened the door.
"Put your hood up," Dean said in a very quiet voice, his eyes looking left to right. "I can't see any of them, but I'm not taking any chances."
Seth nodded, and pulled the hood over his head before he stepped out of the car. Dean locked it, and they both walked over to the apartments. They climbed up a few flights of stairs, after Dean explained how awful the elevator was. He paused before opening the door to the apartment, and smirked at Seth.
"What is it?" Seth asked, surprised that he managed to stop himself from stuttering.
"My jacket is huge on you. It's fucking adorable."
Seth blushed slightly and didn't even have a chance to respond before Dean opened the door. The man gestured for Seth to go in, which he did so.
"Sorry you're not going to be staying in some sort of luxury hotel," Dean said as he locked the door. But Seth actually didn't mind the place – it was fairly small, and it was fairly messy, but it seemed fairly cosy. It had a living area, a kitchen joined with it, and three doors leading to other rooms. "I have a room you can stay in."
Dean opened one of the doors, and it was quite unlike he expected to be staying in earlier that evening. It had a single bed in there which looked relatively comfy – especially compared to what else he could be sleeping on in this situation.
"Give me a second," Dean said, and quickly walked into another room. He came back with a t-shirt, and threw it into Seth's arms. "You can sleep in this if you want. If you're thinking about escaping, there's honestly no point."
Dean grinned, and pointed at the window in the bedroom.
"We're several floors up, so you can't really go out of there, and the door's locked. I'd just sleep if I were you."
Seth nodded. That's what he had planned to do anyway – he was exhausted from what he had dealt with that night, and he was still very nervous. Dean closed the door after him, leaving Seth in the room alone. He took off his clothes, folded them and placed them on the end of the bed, before putting on Dean's t-shirt. Like the jacket, it was huge. Rubbing his arms because of the cold, he quickly jumped into the bed and closed his eyes, completely unsure of what was going to happen tomorrow.
He had wanted something exciting to happen in his life – but this was the complete opposite of what he had in mind.
A/N: I really enjoyed writing this, it's probably one of the most fun ones I've written!
I hope you're liking the story so far, and feel free to leave your thoughts so far in a review. I would love to hear what you guys have to say!
Anyway, thanks for reading, I'll try to update in about a week or so.
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