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A/N: Thanks so much everyone for the awesome reviews! There is more to this story, but look for the alternate ending really really soon ;)
Scarlett and Trish sat at their booth, laughing and talking while Randy and Jeff conversated with co-workers. Scarlett got up to go to the bathroom when she was stopped by Dave. She took a deep breath and tried to step past him. He stepped in front of her.
"What do you want?". She asked, annoyed.
He smiled. "Well, it's nice to see you, too", he said, laughing, "I haven't seen you in a while. You're looking good. You're looking damn good". He said, looking her up and down, licking his lips.
"Thanks, but if you don't mind, I'd really like for you to get out of my way". She said, side stepping him again. She walked to the bathroom and her phone started to ring, she took it out of her purse and saw that it was her mother.
"Hello?". She asked, worried. She knew her mother was talking, but she couldn't make out her words since it was noisy. She stepped out of the club and went outside where it was much quieter.
"Okay, now what were you saying?".
"I said, there was a man over here asking to see Jayden, and if I didn't know any better, I'd say he looked just like him".
Scarlett felt her knees go weak. "But you didn't let him near him, did you?".
"Of course not. You know who I'm talking about? Who is he?".
Scarlett sighed, running a hand through her hair. "Yeah, I know exactly who you're talking about. I'll explain who he is later, okay? Call the police and keep a close eye on Jayden. I have to go". She hung up the phone and looked around. The parking lot was empty seeing as how everyone was inside. Just as she was turning to go back in, she felt someone wrap their arm around her neck from behind.
"Guess who?". The voice whispered into her ear. She struggled and screamed as he covered her nose and mouth with a moist napkin. Her screams started to die down as she fell back into his arms. He then heard someone running towards him. He reached into his coat pocket and turned to see Trish coming his way.
"Get away from her!". She demanded, and then stopped dead in her tracks when she saw him point a gun right at her. "Help!". She screamed.
Knowing nobody was going to hear her, he still didn't want any witnesses. Aiming right at her shoulder, he pulled the trigger. She let out a cry of pain then fell to the ground.
Hunter gathered Scarlett into his arms and quickly ran to his car, speeding off.
"Have you seen Scarlett and Trish?". Randy asked Jeff, but before he could answer there was a loud noise and a scream.
Then it was like the whole club got dead silent at the sound of a gun shot from outside. Everyone rushed out to see what had happened. Randy pushed his way through the crowd of people to the parking lot where Trish was sitting on the ground, blood seeping from her shoulder.
"Someone call 911!", he yelled, running over to her, "Trish what happened?".
"He... he got Scarlett. I tried to stop him and he shot me".
Jeff came over. "The ambulance are on their way", he squatted down next to her, "I'll stay here with her, you go find Scarl". He said, looking up at Randy, handing him the keys to his car.
"Did you see which way he went?". Randy asked.
She shook her head, tears falling from her eyes.
"It's okay, I'll find him". He said, running to the car. If he'd do that to Trish, he didn't want to imagine what he'd do to Scarlett.
He didn't think the drug would wear out so quickly, but now she was starting to stir. He knew he should've used the whole bottle, or atleast enough to keep her out until they reached their destination. He looked at her as she was opening her eyes.
"Where the hell are you taking me?". She said, her voice weak from the strong drug. She looked out the window and said a little louder. "Where the hell are you taking me!?".
Hunter laughed, placing a hand on her thigh, which she quickly pushed off. "It's a surprise, baby".
"Stop the car, Hunter". She said, softly.
"What was that babe? I didn't hear you". He said, mockingly.
"Stop the damn car and let me out you sick motherfucker!". She yelled.
He reached over and slapped her. She gasped; she hadn't been hit in so long that this pain was almost surreal. She slowly un-fastened her seat belt and reached over and dug her fingers into his eyes, using her other hand to take control of the steering wheel.
They swerved around on the dark road, somehow managing to avoid on coming cars. He grabbed the back of her head and slung her back in her seat. And just as she was about to launch out at him again, he held the gun right at the side of her head.
He wiped the water from his eyes. "Now, I didn't wanna have to do this. I didn't think it would get this far, but you pushed me to do this".
She swallowed hard and listened to his every word. "You're...".
"Shut up! My, you're a brave one now. Even with a loaded gun to your head, you still want to run your damn mouth". He pulled into, what appeared to be, a cabin. He parked the car and leaned over, he put the gun down and kissed the spot where it was before whispering into her ear. "I love you, but if you try and run, I'll hurt you".
Scarlett watched in fear as he got out of the car and walked around to her side and opened the door for her, helping her out. She had the urge to run, he could see it in her eyes. So he quickly led her to the front door, opening it and leading her inside.
The smell of the inside made her want to throw up. She put her hand over her mouth and stood at the door; a sharp pinge of pain going through her stomach.
He placed his hand on the small of her back and pushed her to continue walking. They walked into a big room with nothing in it but a large bed and a small window. He closed the door behind him. She didn't know what he had in mind, but she was sure it wasn't going to be enjoyable for her. He pushed her up against the wall, and began kissing her neck. "Don't fight it, baby". He said in between kisses.
She squirmed in disgust until she caught sight of the gun resting in his back pocket. She started to play his game, moaning and pretending to like what he was doing to her. He was falling for it, too. He smiled against her and cupped her breast in his hand. "You wore this dress just for me, didn't you?".
"I sure did". She lied through her teeth. She put her hands on his back and ran them down to his ass, giving it a hard squeeze so he wouldn't become suspicious.
He groaned. "I knew you'd warm up to me".
She squeezed his ass with one hand to distract him, and used the other to reach into his pocket. But before she got to pull it out, he threw her on the ground.
"No no no no no. I see somebody wants to be a naughty girl", he said, pulling the gun out of his back pocket, cocking it, "And you know what happens to naughty girls, they get punished".
She started to cry. "I'm sorry! I didn't even know that was back there, I swear".
"Stand up". He ordered.
She slowly stood, tears rolling down her cheeks.
"Come here".
She walked over to him and he started tugging on her dress. She flinched. "Take this off". He said, lowly, but firmly.
She hung her head and cried harder, slowly removing the dress. She then heard a car outside. She looked up to see if Hunter had heard it too, he hadn't so she didn't say anything.
Moments later, she heard someone calling her name.
"Scarlett!? Where are you?". It was Randy.
"Randy!", she yelled, "Randy, help! He's got a gun!".
Hunter stepped back, caught off guard. "Fuck!". He said, grabbing his gun. Scarlett began to pull her dress back up as Randy came barging into the room.
Hunter had the gun pointing at him as soon as he came in. Scarlett ran over to him.
"Scarl, come back here!". Hunter yelled.
"Look, if this is between me and you than leave her out of this". Randy said.
Hunter laughed, shaking his head. "This isn't about you and I anymore Randy. I already got what I wanted from you, which was my title. This is strictly between me and Scarlett", he looked over at her, "Come here".
She hung onto Randy's arm tighter, causing Hunter to became even more irritated. "Dammit! I said come here!". He yelled, pointing the gun at her.
She let go of his arm and reluctantly took a few steps toward him. Randy stopped her, grabbing her hand and pulling her back towards him in a hug.
"I won't let you hurt her anymore". Randy said to him, before whispering to her, "Get out of here as fast as you can".
She nodded and was heading towards the door.
"Don't fucking walk away from me!". Hunter yelled.
She stopped in her tracks, too scared to move; her heart pounding in her chest.
"Scarlett, go!". Randy said.
Though his hand were shaking furiously, he pulled the trigger.
A gun shot. That was all that could be heard in the room. Followed by another one, and then dreadful silence...