F*ck!! I've been kidnapped?? I asked no one in particular as I tried to listen to my environment to understand what to do next, "This one is a rich missy; she won't be any issue. I hope to get an autograph before the boss does what he wants with her. Shut up!! You don't want the boss hearing your childish dreams, the other person said as I heard a smack land on the guy that was daydreaming about an autograph, I guess... I opened my eyes immediately. I heard the footsteps retreating followed by the loud banging of the door indicating it had been locked. I peeled my eyes open as I adjusted to the sunlight glowing from the window. This looks nothing like where a kidnapped victim should be put. My eyes slowly studied the purple marbles on the wall and expensive polishing of everywhere, including the tile. It looked like an expensive 5-star hotel or some kind of suite, not a warehouse or underground cell of any cell. I quickly snapped out of my astonishment as I tried loosening the cable ties on my hands while carefully inspecting for any signs of cameras or bugs in the room. I spotted one by the far end of the room right above the door; it was a bit further, so I can try to let loose of my hands and do something about it. Suddenly the door creaked, indicating that it was being opened from the other side, and I was probably having another unwanted guest or visitor. The place is not mine...
WTF!!
You brought me here?? Why did you bring me here? Your kidnapping skills are more awful than your persona. I spat out, Whatever you want, you aren't getting. I rambled, but the shock of coming face-to-face with Avila after so many years was just putting me on the edge with so many emotions bubbling in my stomach. I resorted to using the most trustworthy one, hate; it keeps your head leveled better. Which mother kidnaps her own child? I asked Avila... Shut up!! She yelled, and I couldn't help but look at her with all the pent-up hate. I suddenly started getting the whole thing, connecting the dots. Why was I sent on a mission with a civilian like Avila being present?? Of course it is because they also want her dead because she is somehow, which I'll soon find out, connected to the ordeal and is a threat to the seal, or she just remembered me and decided to torture me. I'll go with the first theory, though. Stop trying; you can't lose it, she suddenly said and cut me from my mind journey. Lose what?? I asked you to think. I do not know that you've been trying to buy time to let yourself loose. We know about your little karate life, and we sprinkled a little something to keep you in place until I get exactly what I am looking for from you. I'd rather flush whatever it is that you want down the toilet hole than let you have it, Avila. Tsk tsk tsk, oh child! Always ignorant, we'll fix that attitude of yours also; it is very annoying. It's very bold and annoying of this b*tch to think ten of her men can come near my combat skills. I decided to keep quiet and study her and my environment rather than entertain her bullshit as I heard a commotion outside. Someone is here, she said almost excitedly. Of course someone will be here; I am a public figure. You can't just take me and expect to be unnoticed. You think I buy that crap? She retorted, I knew she was trying to get me to say anything that would lead to the sync from her words, but I'd rather keep her guessing... I watched her speak as the black mole above her nose shrunk and got bigger at some point and noticed how her skin looked rather pale from what I can remember, though she uses a lot of beauty products. I could notice the wrinkles under her eyes; age is something one can never run from, not even Avila. The door swung open, revealing Sean.
WTF!!
No shit.
You curse too much for a lady, he started. I think you should turn around. Wait!! Did you bring me here?? Who brought me here even?? I didn't! Wait, what?? I am here to save you.
Great, the damsel in distress. I watched from the corners of my eyes as Avila rolled her eyes and stepped out; everything about this kidnapping looks wrong, and it doesn't seem like she'll try to right it. I finally cut the ties loose and untied my legs as I stood up.
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