Trevor was showing his deranged side as soon as he woke up. "I AM GOING TO GUT THIS WHORE AND THEN SHOVE HER HEART DOWN HER THROAT AND MAKE HER SHIT IT OUT". He was struggling now against the rope that held him down. "She is going to wish she was aborted after her slut of a mother was gangbanged." He was seething through his teeth. "As soon as we get out of here ooooohhhh!"
"TREVOR CALM THE FUCK DOWN! And looked what you fucking did, you could have left me at peace to be with my family but nooo you always need someone to drag down in your disarrayed life." Michael exclaimed clearly upset with the fact that he was tied up too. They were all tied up to chairs in an empty room that had blood stains on the wall and floor and tools on a table close by that could give an explanation to it.
"Why am I not surprised, always thinking of yourself so goddamn self-centered." Trevor spoke in a nonchalant while giving the room a good look over. "I see our friend loves to play with toys."
Michael spoke venomously to his friend. "I'm not being selfish you crazy old prick, I'm just rationally thinking. Something you're not familiar with." The two continued to bicker causing Franklin and Diane to wake up after their long slumber.
Franklin was having enough of the two older men. "Even after we about to die yall still gotta argue, just shut the fuck up. We gotta find a way to get outa here." Diane realized that Franklin was the neutral party of the three men. She knew that without him they both would probably be dead by now. Probably by their own hands. She gave a look at the room herself and new that they would undoubtedly be dead within the next couple of hours. Stay cool Diane, don't panic you'll make it out hopefully alive with your sister you got this. She began to hyperventilate her attempts at calming down were futile. All three men looked at her with what could only be pity.
"Calm down girl, everything is gon be alright." Franklin made the first attempt at comfort. This was a reminder that she is not use to this kind of situation. Knowing that torture could be next for them all. It was not a reassuring thought for her.
Trevor sighed heavily at her actions. "Listen this is no time to be a whiny bitch, we already have one of those within our ranks." Trevor with a frown, darted his piercing eyes to Michael then back to her.
"Bite me." Michael responded bitterly.
"Besides baby, everyone gets tortured at least once in their life, it is a rite of passage."
The woman stopped hyperventilating, instead she began to sob silently. "You know, I don't even care about getting tortured anymore I just wish my sister was safe and okay." She continued between sobs. "And I was even starting to like being around you deranged, psychopathic, killers. Who only care about money." She managed to prevent anymore tears from escaping her eyes. "Alright, I'm good. I'm done it's also really depressing that I prefer it here in this, terrible predicament with you all than Liberty City."
They all did not suspect her to say any of that or how to feel about what she just confessed. Franklin responded. "Gee thanks, I think?"
The balding individual started to "wail" at her little speech. "I'm gonna miss you too Diane. You are the one woman who, I can finally truly count on for being there for me." He continued. "I am just so sorry I didn't get the chance to give you the white wedding you deserve, build our white picket fenced home, and make the perfect nuclear family."
She sensed all the sarcasm in his own confession. Maybe she won't miss all of them. She just could not believe that this man is joking at a time like this. The door swung open revealing the man with the big bushy beard, who must have been in charge of their capture. "Hello Rosemary Red would like to release Diane, as for you three she has some additional special plans for you." He gave them all a wicked smile while making his way to Diane releasing her from her restraints. Diane was dumbfounded by this conclusion.
"You double crosser! I take every word I admitted to you back, you back stabbing cow!" Trevor roared out these words assuming that Diane had planned for his imprisonment to take over his company.
Franklin felt irritation at this revelation. "Why the fuck does she get to leave and we gotta be stuck here?"
The mysterious man answered his question. "I do not make the rules around here, I am just following orders given to me by Rose."
Michael made an attempt at persuasion. "Let me talk to your boss, I'm positive we could work something out."
"OOOOO nonononononono you are going to stay and suffer like you always have." Trevor made his comment before Michael could continue using his silver tongue.
Diane looked at her now free hands and back at three men. Every word said had some truth in it. Even by only have knowing them and spending the little bit of time with them in LS. She knew that these guys were and would be the closest thing to friends she had in a long time. "Please let me talk to her I need to know if my sister is okay or not, and I don't want them to be tortured or killed or mutilated or whatever you had planned for them, they are all important to me, and to other people." She was begging for their safety.
The bearded man was silent listening into his ear piece sighing at this pathetic pleading. "The boss decided to talk to you, she says that you are finally ready to see her."
The freed woman was getting even more perplexed at this shadowy leader. What could she possibly know about me? How the hell am I ready and for what? I hope this is a good sign. "Alrighty then, take me to your leader." They both headed for the door before they exited she turned her head in her attempt at reassurance. "Do not worry guys you'll be out of here in no time. I will convince her with my people skills."
With the door not shut and locked Michael made a snarky remark. "We are fucked guys." The other two men nodded in agreement.
Diane looked around at the big office like environment, the room was neat and clean and way to organized to have belonged to the woman who owned the home that led them to their certain demise. "Wait here she should be here soon, just sit down and don't touch anything."
All Diane said was okie dokes. She sat alone waiting to have an audience with this oh so monsterous woman. The same woman that the group was warned about. She was a little nervous and a little relived. Relieved that she was not tied up anymore but nervous of what is to come to her. The door opened slowly behind her. Diane did not bother to turn and look to see who it was instead waiting for her to sit at her desk.
"It is fine darling, you don't have to be so afraid." This sound of high heels against the floor while, she made her way to her personnel desk. The woman had a short black bob cut, her makeup appeared to have been done by a professional. She was wearing a red tight dress Diane made the assumption for it to be the reason behind her nickname. "I know you want them to be free, but they fucking killed my people and made an effort to steal from my beloved home. You are free now go back home to Liberty City so you can be safe. And free of those dirt bagged pigs" The woman paused for a moment letting go of her concentration on Diane and placed her hand by the side of her head. "Your sister is safe and sound, she is free out in the world doing stuff that is legal. Do not worry and do not come back."
Diane was happy at hearing the news of Ann's safety but remained skeptical. "Where is she then, I just want to talk to her, please let me I know you wanted money for her but I can just work for it." Diane glared at Rosemary with a sense of confidence. "I will do any job you have for me I cannot let my sister work for her freedom like some common slave, I love her too much."
The woman in charge was taken aback but put a smile on her face. "No really it is fine, just leave get out of here. I like it here. I MEAN she likes it hear. The woman had now yelped in pain as she removed the headset off of her head. "Oh God!" The woman put the headset back on and nodded her head at whatever she was told. "I will be right back do not leave or else your friends will be chopped up into little pieces and fed to the homeless." The woman walked to a door Diane had not noticed while observing the room since, it was hidden behind curtains.
Now unaccompanied in the office she spoke to herself. "What in the loving fuck just happened, and why did she just leave all so sudden? And who the fuck was she talking to?" She said me but she is not my sister UNLESS. The woman whispered to herself as she got up off the chair. "What do I have to lose my friends are probably going to die, my life in LC is never gonna be the same considering I spent all the money I had on this trip and to pay the ransom for my sister, and my sister could possibly be the one who tried to kill me, let's do this."
As Diane put her hand on the door knob shouts could be heard from the other side "Do not come in hear, we are having technical difficulties please come back later to try again!" She twisted it open only to discover the mess she should have seen coming.
"Please ignore the corpse behind the curtain, nothing to see here!" The mysterious woman said disguising her voice a mask covered her face. Next to her was the woman who was speaking with Diane earlier who was now dead with blood falling out through the cut on her throat.
"ANN I KNOW THAT'S YOU!" Diane was filled with too many different emotions at once anger, relief, joy, and more anger. "ANN are you fucking serious do you have any idea what you put me through!" she continued her rant. "Mother is going to have a goddamn field day with you."
"Surprise Diane, I am so glad you to see you!" Ann got up giving her sister a big hug smudging some of Rosemary red's blood on her in the process. "I promise I will explain everything, even though it is a long story, you know what they say cat is out of the bag." Diane studied her sister trying to discover what she missed about her sibling who, managed to become her own drug lord. Especially, from the gang that had taken her from her home. She noticed her hands. The left hand did not have a pinky finger and her right hand was missing an index finger and a part of its pinky. "Ann what the hell did they do to you?!" Diane took a hold of both of Ann's hands. She noticed burn marks and stitches on her both her arms.
Ann just laughed at her dear sister's stream of inquiries. "You should see the other guy." Ann took her hands back taking off her mask and revealing her face which had a few cuts and scratches on her left cheek, half of her head was shaven off while the other half was hanging off the side of her head she had thick eyeliner on and by the looks of it she was missing a molar on the bottom left of her jaw, no doubt from her torturous experience. Her features showed that she recently developed a drug habit. "Like I said before you should see the other guy." Diane was speechless so Ann went on. "You see I decided to start up my own business. Well steal that is not the point though. Yes, I know not so legally legitimate but none the less, a legitimate one." Diane stood still with a fuming contorted face glaring down at her sister. "DEEEEEE say something, come ooooon."
Diane was still silent. Ann seemed to have given up. "UUUGH I hate when you do that, FINE I will let your shit friends go and I will really give the full explanation while I am at it, just please talk to me." Diane just nodded her head at this at headed out of the room still quiet. Ann followed after her to help free her friends.
A/N Sorry to have been gone for too damn long. Even though you may not be interested in this still I am going to finish it. It is really fun to write out especially with the next chapter that will have Trevor, Michael, Franklin, Diane, and Ann interact with each other. The dialogue ha always been my favorite part about writing this.