AN: okay so going back over some of my old chapters i have concluded I am awful at proofreading. I will try do a much better job from now on, sorry! :D
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Samira was forced to hold on for her life as Mello sped along the LA highway like maniac, switching lanes constantly to avoid the slower cars.
'You're going to kill us!' she yelled at him, to which she just got no reply. 'Mello, I'm serious, slow down!'
Completely ignoring her, Mello pressed on the accelerator and speeding up which made the girl scream. Finally, after about 10 minutes the pair arrived to the disclosed location which happened to be at an abandoned old carpark. The sun had long began to set as the clock struck 9, leaving a beautiful trail of dark red among the grey puffy clouds.
Mello slowed down after circling the car park, even lifting the front wheel of the bike up at one point clearly either to completely terrify the girl or to show off. Or maybe a bit of both. The car park was empty apart from the two of them.
Sam carefully clambered off the bike, tears in her dark green eyes. 'You sure don't care for safety much do you,' she commented.
'I wore a helmet, didn't I?' he smirked at her which made her huff and cross her arms.
'Well, where is she?'
Mello took his own phone out of his pocket and starred at the clock. They're late, damn. What the fuck is Skyer doing? They were supposed to wait for us. 'My men are on their way with the girl.' He said.
The redhead nodded and leaned against his bike beside him. Everything suddenly got quiet, one might even say quite serene, with crickets of a nearby field starting to chirp with the coming of the night.
Sam interrupted the comfortable silence after a minute of starring aimlessly at the sky 'What made you believe me? About Ryder and the rest being dead I mean...'
Mello snapped out of his own trance and glanced at her 'Saw the deaths covered on the news,'
The girl beside him stared at him in disbelief, her mouth half open. She furrowed her brows 'WHAT? It was on the news? And you pretended that you didn't know?'
'Naturally,'
'And what the fuck for?' she slammed her hand against the bike with as much force as she could.
'Why does it matter? You're getting what you want aren't you?' his icy blue eyes bore into her emerald green ones, which made her look away instantly in embarrassment.
They remained silent for another minute. The previous serenity however was not present this time and was instead replaced by awkwardness. In an effort to do anything to cut the tension, Sam worked up the courage to ask 'How did you end up with the mafia anyway?'
It was now almost completely dark and the street lights began to slowly turn on. 'How did you?' Mello shrugged without providing an answer.
'Circumstance' she muttered.
Before he could respond a black land rover with tinted windows pulled slowly into the dark parking lot. Finally. The car park was now illuminated with the headlights of the car.
It parked and two men got out of the front seat who Mello nodded at.
'She got the money?' one of them asked in a deep voice to which Mello responded with tossing him the cheque and the small bag of cocaine.
'We got the girl in the back. She may be a little... prettier than you remember her.' The second man snarled at the redhead and the two erupted into menacing laughter which made both Sam and Mello scowl.
They opened the back door and grabbed the tied up brunette roughly, shoving her out of the vehicle and making her fall onto the ground roughly. She winced in pain through her gag.
Sam gasped when she saw her friend. Jasmines face was... contorted to say the least. It was swollen, with multiple cuts and bruises, some of which looked fresh. Her eyes were red and swollen and she was barely able to move. Tears began to run down Sam's face as she ran up to the brunette and immediately started untying her, her hands shaking. 'What the fuck have you done to her?' she roared through her tears at the men. Even Ryders men didn't go that far with their hostages.
The two men laughed again without a response. Once Jasmines gag was untied she coughed a bit unable to talk, clearly dehydrated. Sam gently embraced the girl, still crying. 'Its okay, we're safe now. Lets get out of here.'
'Not so fast' the man with the deep voice scowled pointing a gun at the girls. 'Did you really think we were going to let you go?'
Their eyes widened. 'Wh-what?' Jaz stammered, her voice barely audible and very hoarse.
'You are so gullible,' the man laughed, 'you thought you could get away with stealing from us just like that? That we'd reunite the two of you and you'd walk out of here scot free? And I thought you two knew how the mafia operate.' He scoffed.
Jasmine trembled and buried her head in Sam's chest in defeat. Should have known. How did I not anticipate this? Her worried, tear filled eyes met Mello's for a second who starred back at her. There was something in them, she could have called it pity if she didn't know better. She forced herself to look away from him and embraced her friend tighter preparing for impact, as the man took the safety off his gun.
'Wait.'
The two girls looked up to the blonde, who was now looking firmly at the man with the gun.
'We can't have these girls deaths be traced back to us. Look at what happened to Ryders gang just because they weren't careful enough.'
Hearing that, Jasmine looked up at her friend who was still focused on Mello.
'But clearly these two managed to survive.' The man with the gun scowled.
'What are you talking about, Mello?' the other pitched in, 'You know how careful we've always been. Hell, Kira doesn't even know about our existence. These girls are outcasts to society, I doubt anyone would even notice they were missing.'
'Have you forgotten what Rod said? You follow my orders.' Mello said firmly and confidently.
Wow, this guy has balls! Sam thought. His gaze drifted towards her briefly before focussing back on the man with the gun.
'I don't think-'
'I said leave it, Roy!' Mello now raised his voice.
The man with the gun looked a mixture of pissed off and scared for a second. He muttered 'Whatever' and put away his gun.' C'mon Eddy, boss is waiting for us to get back anyway.'
With that, Eddy spat in the direction of the girls. The two got into the car and sped off, leaving Sam, Jaz and Mello in complete darkness.
Both girls starred at the leather clad boy who started to nonchalantly get on his bike.
'Mello, wait...' Sam said, gently letting go of her bruised friend and walking up to the bike. 'You... saved our lives.' She stated in shock.
Mello didnt dare make eye contact.
'How... how can we ever repay you?'
He put on his helmet and shrugged 'You can repay me by getting out of my way.'
'But-' I saw it in his eyes...
'Look I don't care about your lives to be honest. Just didn't want to deal with the potential consequences. Take care, girls.' He saluted them, and before either could get another word in, sped off, leaving the two friends completely alone.
Sam sat up in bed, unable to sleep. Too many thoughts were running trough her head. After Mello had left them, she had to almost carry Jaz to find a place to stay for the night. She still had Ryders money stashed away in her pocket, which was more than enough to survive the next few weeks, however they needed a long term plan which they decided to discuss in the morning. Jasmine was exhausted, as soon as she lay on the hard mattress of the dirty motel they had come across, she fell into a deep sleep, without even changing out of her clothes which she had no doubt been wearing without taking off for the last few days while she was kidnapped.
The thought made Samira shudder. She stood up and got out of bed. If she wasn't going to sleep, she had to at least do something productive. She walked over to the table where she had thrown her jacket earlier and took her flip phone out of her pocket. Fuck, 20 % battery left. Should have at least bought a charger at that goddamn gas station. Wait...
She went into her contacts list and once she found what she needed, her finger automatically clicked on the green call button.
The phone rang 5 times and just as she was about to give up, a sleepy and annoyed voice picked up on the other end. 'Hellooooooo?'
'Matt, hey, it's Sam.'
The other end was quiet for a second. 'Sam? What the fuck man, its 3 in the morning.'
'Listen are you still at the Lazy Eye?' she glanced down at Jasmine, who didnt even stir at the fact that she was speaking full volume. Whatever it is those punks did to her must have left her extremely exhausted. Poor thing.
'What the fuck Sam, I mean yeah I am but, why are you calling me in the middle of the night?'
'Because you stole my friends phone. Also, you still have my car.'
'What?' he yawned which made her yawn in return 'What are you... oh wait, this isn't my phone.'
'Yeah, no shit. It's Jasmines.'
He groaned in annoyance on the other end 'I didnt steal it, if anything Mello stole it and just left it here.'
'Whatever, Matt hear me out here... we may need your help.'
He was silent once again, then let out a little giggle 'And why would a sophisticated lady such as yourself need help from such a big creep like me?'
Sam sighed. Dammit, should have cooled it with the insults. 'okay, I'm sorry I called you a creep okay? But we really do need your help.'
'Okay, but can we discuss this at a reasonable hour?'
'Alriiiight. My phone is quite low battery though, so how about we pop in around 1 or 2 tomorrow?'
'Whatever, can I go back to sleep now?' he moaned.
Sam rolled her eyes, 'sure.' And with that he hung up without saying another word.
She lazily got back into bed and lay down. May as well try to sleep at least a little bit. She closed her eyes, but her racing thoughts had caught up with her. Why had Mello saved their lives? Was it really because he thought it would be too messy to get rid of the evidence? But when she looked at him then, moments before she was about to be shot, there was something in his eyes... something... like...
Suddenly, a heavy feeling took over her, as she slowly drifted into peaceful unconsciousness.