Chapter 7- A Surprise Meeting
"Hey Tiff, can I ride with you?" Jordan asked, jumping out of Tej's Mazda he was driving. "Tej is gonna stay here and party with Hector and Roman." She smiled at the group.
"Sure girl. Let's go. " Tiffany nodded.
"Be careful, Tej. Watch your back, please." Jordan said sincerely. She knew, after that warning from Johnny's boy, that her friends were in danger.
"I'm cool. Don't worry bout me. I'll catch ya later." Tej promised with a nod.
"You like Tej or do you like my boy Dom?" Tiffany asked with raised eyebrows as she followed the rest of the gang's cars.
"What would make you ask that?" Jordan asked, her face beginning to feel a little warm.
"I dunno. Just wonderin. Dom's a good guy. If he did like you, it would be hard for him to figure out how to tell one of his good friend's sister." Tiffany mused, pretending to be thinking out loud.
"He doesn't like me like that." Jordan rolled her eyes. "He sees me as a kid and nothing else." Jordan frowned.
"What are your feelings about him ?" Tiffany asked curiously. "You know, if he was to like you?" She asked.
"He's cool." Jordan smiled modestly. She focused on the neon blue lights that lit the interior of Tiffany's car to keep from giving away her grin. "I mean, he's fine, but I know he doesn't like me like that." Jordan said, fiddling with her hair, twisting it around her finger as she always did when she was uncomfratable.
"Um hum." Tiffany nodded agreeing, pretending to go along with Jordan's story.
"Is he a player? Mia said he cheated on his last girlfriend." Jordan asked. Tiffany was surprised Mia would say that about her brother.
"No, Dom's not a player." Tiffany laughed. "Brian's boy Tej is a player. Dom treats his girls like queens." Tiffany said, speaking highly of Dominic. Tiffany and her brother had known the Toretto's way back when. Tiffany always claimed Dominic as her adopted brother.
"But..Letty?' Jordan asked, confused.
"Letty was cool and all but she had an attitude. She always wanted more. Dom just gave up and got tired of nothing ever making her happy." Tiffany explained simply.
"If he was my boyfriend, I'd treat him like he was king. Him and his muscles." Jordan giggled girlishly.
"I knew you liked him." Tiffany said with a satisfied grin.
"I think we got problems." Jordan said nervously once she noticed they were being trailed closely by four motorcycles.
"Follow us." A masked guy ordered, showing his gun. The other riders on the passenger side also flashed their gun. Dominic and the guys were too far ahead to notice any signs of trouble.
"Keep it together, J. We'll be okay." Tiffany said under her breath, noticing Jordan had started to shake.
"I'm together." Jordan whispered. She grabbed Tiffany's cell off of the seat beside her and dialed the first number she could. "We're in trouble." She said, tilting her head to hide the phone.
"Who is this?" Ice, Tiffany's brother in New York asked defensively on the other end.
"This is Jordan. We're in trouble. Call Dom and Brian. Please." She begged as a shot was fired. It hit the phone and grazed her hand. She held it as they were ordered out of the car.
"Let her go." Tiffany ordered as they grabbed Jordan from behind, around the neck.
"I don't think Johnny would be too happy if we did that." A guy put a gun in Tiffany's back and making her walk to another vehicle and blindfolding her. "Don't you know this is his girl you're hangin around?" A familiar voice asked shrewdly.
"Lance, didn't Brian take care of you?" Tiffany asked hatefully.
"He'd like to have that credit under his cop belt." Lance laughed. "We had bullet proof vests on, homegirl. Maybe he shoulda made sure we were dead before tryin to be the hero." Lance said with a laugh. "How ya doin, Jordan?" He asked, his finger tracing down her bare arm threateningly. She shivered and wished she had chosen something other than a halter top. "Johnny's gonna be so happy to see you." He grinned, tying her up and blindfolding her as well. The ride was long and quiet.
"What do you expect to gain from this, Johnny?" Jordan asked, her teeth gritted angrily, as they were being forced to stand in front of Johnny.
"Welcome home, Bitch." Johnny slapped her. She glared at him, not willing to let him know how much it hurt.
"Same old shit, different day, huh, Johnny?" Tiffany asked, sounding bored.
"You're not supposed to be here." Johnny shook his head in anger.
"You really do need to redecorate this place. It's still boring." Tiffany said, staring him directly in the eyes.
"Why'd you take your dumbass outta that car of Tej Parker's" Johnny grabbed Jordan by her mouth and squeezing her cheeks. He stressed the fact that he knew who Tej was to instill more fear into her.
"I don't know what you're talkin about." Jordan batted her eyes at him innocently.
"Is your playing dumb act for real?" He pushed her away, frustrated at her attitude problem. He bent down to her. "You were supposed to be with that chump instead of her." He growled.
"And what could be your reasoning behind that?" Jordan asked smartly. Johnny grabbed her by her hair and drug her into another room.
"She's bad business for me. You're not supposed to be hangin around HER." He punched her directly in the face.
"I'm not a piece of property, especially not yours." Jordan spouted off.
"That is where you are wrong, Little Miss Priss." Johnny said, punching her repeatedly. "I do own you. You're mine. Get that straight. And don't forget it." He said, kicking her hard once she had fallen. He walked back into the other room to question his other hostage.
"Since when do you hang around girls like her?" He asked Tiffany, circling her. "You've never hung around females. Not Letty, not Mia. Why her?" He asked, furious.
"What is it to you?" Tiffany asked in a monotone.
"I wanna know why you and your boys are messin with my territory. We had a deal." Johnny raged, hitting a wall. "Of all girls, why her?" He asked. He had a history with Ice's gang and he knew he'd be in trouble if he laid a hand on Ice's sister. "Tick, tick, tick. You're runnin out of time. My brother is lookin for us. Both of us." Tiffany smiled sweetly. Johnny hated the fact that she was 'untouchable'. That was all due to Ice's status on the street scene. Johnny stormed out angrily.
"What are you so pissed off about now?" Jordan asked when he came back in her room.
"I'll tell ya what I'm pissed off about." He yelled, sweat pouring down his forehead. "Her brother is a force not to be reckoned with. Because your trick ass changed cars on us, she's in my damn house." Johnny yelled, his voice growing louder with each word.
"How'd you know I was riding with Tej?" She asked.
"I know everything you do, Jordan. I have someone that lives with you who is watching every move you make." Johnny paced furiously. He grabbed her and pulled her into his arms. "Every move, every breath, everything." He whispered, running his finger down her spine. He looked towards the door, trying to think about his next move.
"Let me go." Jordan shivered as he forced her to kiss him.
"Your friend, Tej-he had a phobia of racing after that wall...Well, now he'll be afraid to get near a car or a race." Johnny laughed, whispering in Jordan's ear. She knocked him in the head with her forehead.
"What did you do to him?" Jordan asked, starting to lose her composure and panic. Johnny took his gun and hit her in the back of her head, making her light headed.
"I just cracked some bones. Nothin like the damage you'll be dealin with." Johnny replied with an evil laugh.
"That's about all you're good for." Jordan snipped hatefully.
"We'll see about that. I'll give you a nice going away present before I let you go." Johnny sneered as he locked the bedroom door.
"Does he want my brother to have to come find me?" Tiffany asked Lance in a threatening tone.
"You're goin home. Shut up." Johnny replied, coming out of the room a little bit later.
"You son of a bitch." Tiffany said in disgust. "You won't get her like that." Tiffany warned, knowing he had raped her.
"Time for you to go now. Lance, blindfold her while I get my girl." Johnny ordered. "I would choose my friends wisely." Johnny warned Jordan as he blindfolded her. "I would also think twice before you say we are finished." Johnny kissed her sadistically, making her shudder.
"Why are you letting me go then?" Jordan asked as she was led back to a vehicle. Tiffany could tell Jordan was hurt by her voice and the loss of defiance in her voice. She sounded as though she had given up fighting.
"I have to get your friend outta here. She's too much of a risk. And she won't go without you. I don't trust keeping you here in case she has a way of tracking this place." Johnny explained. "You haven't seen the last of me. You belong to me." He said, forcing her to once again to kiss him. He wiped her tears. "Don't cry. I'm not that bad of a guy." Johnny attempted to joke. "I will get you back. You need to remember what I said. I know everything you do. Fuck up and I'll get you even worse next time." He promised. He shut the door and hit the back of the van, signaling for it to take off.
"You okay?" Tiffany asked, concerned. Jordan didn't reply. Tiffany wondered if Johnny had finally defeated her happy innocent spirit for good.
"Get out." Lance ordered after stopping the van, untying them , and removing their blindfolds. Jordan looked around. They were in the middle of nowhere.
"Wow, Lance, tell your cousin to think of a more original way to drop off his enemies." Tiffany told Lance. He spit out the window and sped off.
"What'd you mean by that?" Jordan asked, after they had been walking in silence for a while.
"Johnny blew up your brother's car and left him and Dom in the middle of nowhere, too. Come to think of it, they used bikes and guns to pull them over, if I remember what Dom said correctly." Tiffany said. Jordan was quiet. "They better not have blown up my car." She said, thinking out loud, making a fist while thinking about it.
"I can't believe he has someone in the house watching me." Jordan sighed sadly. She was bloody, exhausted, and defeated. "Surely he's bluffing." She sighed, but found that hard to believe.