I never expected this day to end up like this. I never thought that I would be laid out on the floor; bloodied and battered, tied up. My side ached and I could feel dry blood on the side of my head and in my hair. Trying to open my eyes, it felt like someone had taken a hammer to my head. "Gav?"
Michael's POV
I sipped at my water as I tried to set up this new fucking audio system we had gotten. Usually they are pretty easy to set up, but this set up had a billion cables and plugs that didn't match anything. I sat back in my chair and pulled my beanie off. My face was getting red with blood; because I was getting so fucking angry. "Fuck this." I flipped the microphone box and stormed out of the room.
Walking into the kitchen I saw Ray standing at the sink filling a glass with tap water. "Sup bro?" He asked before taking a huge swig of his water. "Fucking audio system. I'm fucking done." I said angrily. "Don't worry about it, maybe we can get Ryan to look at it since NO ONE IS FUCKING HERE."
He was right; most of the office was out… were they sick? Or just lazy as fuck? Whatever, I'm here. It was only Geoff, Ray, Gav, Lindsay and I. The office was eerily quiet. I didn't like it.
I sat in the kitchen for a few minutes, calming down. Then I returned to the office where I fought with the machine some more.
A thin layer of sweat coated my forehead as I tested the microphone. The Lord, Jesus Christ looked down upon me and smiled as the waves of my voice showed on the screen.
"YESSSSS!" My scream echoed around the empty office.
Geoff poked his head into the room. "Figured it out?"
"Yes, fucking took me all morning… But yes."
"Sweet, good job man. Have you seen Gavin around? I haven't seen him since this morning."
I pursed my lips while thinking. "I haven't seen him all day either."
"Hm… Alright."
Geoff closed the door and went to look for Gavin I assumed.
I leaned back in my chair and put my beanie back on.
"Michael." I heard a voice behind me.
"HOLY FUCK LINDSAY" I jumped up out of my chair. "Jesus man, where the fuck did you come from?"
"I've been here for a while hon." A smile curled onto his face. "Christ, you scared the shit out of me." I laughed clutching my pounding heart.
"That was nothing, love." Her eyes turned to a menacing dark shade of gray.
?'s POV.
Today was the day; the day that these selfish bastards would pay. I saw the way he looked at Gav…and I hated him. I hated them all. Because I knew he would never look at me the same way.
So how did it come to this? How did I become this jealous? How did I become this monster?
It all started a month ago when the love of my life left me… Left me for a stupid British cunt. My whole life just shattered before me. He LEFT when I needed him most.
And I pretended like it was nothing… like I didn't need him… like he wasn't my whole life.
But he crushed my heart… and I wanted him back. Even if that means killing the people he loves the most. I would be the only one left that he cared about.
"What do you mean?" Michael laughed nervously. I batted my eyelashes; "Nothing don't worry about it." I smiled at him before standing up and leaving the room.
Hours passed and eventually I got the 4 men in the same room. I had been planning all day; making sure that they would have no way out.
They all sat at their desks, immersed in whatever it is that they were doing. I came into the room with 4 mugs of coffee. "I brought you coffee lads… and gent." I smiled and offered the mugs to them. "Aw, thanks Linds." Ray smiled and took a mug from the tray in my hand. The other men followed by taking a mug without any words. They all sipped away at the liquid. I took a seat on the small sofa; waiting… waiting for them to pass out.
Michael's POV
I opened my eyes… wait… when did I fall asleep? I tried to raise my hands to rub my eyes, but I found them tied to my desk chair. "Wait… what the fuck is going on?" My eyesight was blurred… I saw a figure moving around the office. "Hey, what the hell is going on?"
"Oh good, you're awake."
"Lindsay?"
"That's right Mikey. You're up just in time for the game to start!" She said in a way too cheery tone.
"What? What are you talking about? Why am I tied up?"
She put a finger to her lips.
"Alright you fuckers, you better be well hidden!" She yelled out the door.
"Hide and seek?"
"Yeah, something like that." She chucked before pulling out a chrome knife.
