Gangster!2p!America x Reader-Safe Ch.8

Gangster!2p!America x Reader-Safe Ch.8

Al’s P.O.V.
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Following Boss, he held his gun and gave me a knife since I took my bat home. I wondered who was stupid enough to enter our territory. It was probably someone from a rival gang. Maybe a Sanguis trying to get payback. That made me laugh. They were always to high on something come up with a good plan. It was a wonder how they were still running. But apparently Carlton is sober now so everything is a shock. Every member was crowding behind me, gathering at the small entrance that led into an empty first level building. It was like our headquarters except with no rooms. It was unattached to our headquarters and we rarely used it, only for hostages so we called it the ‘garage’. Nothing special.

Boss opened the door to reveal two men standing side to side with a chair in between. A woman was sitting on the chair, weeping with her head down. All her cries and noises were muffled with the tape on her mouth. Her legs were taped to the two front legs of the chair and it was safe to assume that tape was wrapped around her wrists behind her back. Walking into the room, I still couldn’t see her face but noted her (h/c) (h/l) hair and (s/c) skin. It reminded me of (F/n) which made me panic inside. She almost wandered into our territory once. But she knows what this place is now, why would she intrude? It can’t be her…

“Show your face!” Boss bared his teeth and he pulled her head up by her hair. My heart broke. Seeing (F/n) with a tear stained face, sobbing on uncontrollably, and her face turning red. “That’s better. So whaddya think, Jones? Pretty face, huh?” The rest of the members started to spill inside the room, making the place feel cramped. They all kept muttering to themselves. I had to act natural.

“Yeah, Boss…” I muttered. I couldn’t look my Doll in the eyes. The horror in her eyes was making me go crazy. It would give me away to them instantly. She probably didn’t know what to think by seeing me here. I knew what they were doing. If I wanted (F/n) to get out of her safely, I needed to remain calm and not make a scene. If I pull anything, it’s lights out for the both of us…

“We found her hesitating to go through our entrance. She entered and went to our fighting pit then stupidly got herself stuck. Dumb b*tch.” Boss dropped her head and walked over to me. My fist tightened and I tried my hardest not to kill him. No one calls my Doll that.

“So what are we going to do with her? Leave her alone, threaten, ransom, kill, or torture?” I asked.

“I love how you’re on top of things today, Jones. And on your last day too.” Boss smiled before shaking his head. “It’s a shame how we’re losing someone like you. How about…you do the honors? As a gift from me to you, a goodbye present. Let your sadistic dreams come true. We’ll leave you alone. Lipton, Vega, let’s go.” Boss snapped his fingers and they both left with him. The crowd slowly leaving, licking their lips, and I did my best to ignore all the f*cked up things they were saying on what they would do to my Doll.

Soon we were all alone.

“Doll, I can explain. That’s why I’m not pulling the tape off your mouth just yet. If I take it off, you won’t let me speak,” I stated as her tears lessened and soon stopped. “I did quit. I told my Boss, but he wanted to keep me for a little longer for a shipment that was supposed to be today. Plans got changed because we got an intruder which turned out to be you. I’m gonna need you to go along with what I say, so be quiet, and I’m going to help you out of here. Okay, Dollface?”

I stayed silent and waited for her reaction. (F/n) thought to herself before looking at me and nodding her head slowly. Reaching over to the tape over her lips, I pulled it off quick like a band aid. She screamed from the slight pain which made me nod. It sounded like I was doing actual torture to her. Good. (F/n) tried to control her breathing before finally talking to me. It felt like an eternity waiting for her to speak.

“I didn’t come as an intruder. I was going to the store…then those two. Lipton and Vega knocked me out on my way. Then I ended up here,” (F/n) established the facts. I knew my Boss was lying. She was too much of a safety nut that she’d never come wandering around here again.

“Those f*ckers!” I gritted my teeth. “Well, look…we can’t keep stalling. I’m gonna make it sound and look like I’m torturing you, okay?”

“Okay.” (F/n) nodded her head and smiled at me. It meant a lot that she trusted me so much. I didn’t want to let her down.

Pulling out my knife, I began to cut off her coat while apologizing and promising to buy her a new one. After the coat was gone and on the floor, I made a few cuts into her pants and shirt. (F/n) was less than pleased with what I had done to her clothes, but she didn’t protest. She stayed silent and let me do what I had to do. So I asked her to give me a painful scream and to make it sound realistic. Horrible acting is what kills the both of us. Staying quiet, I kept my knife close to her skin as she prepared a scream. What she didn’t know was that I was going to help…inspire her scream. Leaving a slash on her skin as she started her scream, (F/n) cried out louder in panic. She turned to me in disbelief.

“Dollface, I’m sorry. All the things I’m going to be doing to you right now aren’t me,” I said. I felt so bad having to make her go through with this. Better me than the other sh*theads around here doing this to her. They would treat her worse.

That’s when I went to her right arm and kissed it. (F/n) almost flinched and looked away as I brought my knife closer. Immediately, I started to carve the slasher tattoo we have onto her arm. Not the pitchfork. Just the slash which was diagonal. At first, people would think it’s a lightning bolt, but I always thought of it as a tear in someone’s clothing. In the end, it was a slash. (F/n) winced and cried out as I continued to draw. I didn’t make the cut deep, just enough to pierce through the skin and draw blood. She kept squirming and I mumbled sorry before shouting at her.

“STAY STILL.”

“…Al…” (F/n) whimpered.

“Pretend you don’t know my name.” I placed my hand on her thigh and squeezed it. This was hurting us both.

That’s when Boss walked in again and (F/n) tried to get my hand off her thigh. In reality, she didn’t care, but for the show of it all. Boss chuckled as I pulled my hand away and pointed the knife at her heart. She started to breath heavily and remained still. Tears were starting to form again, but hatred was burning in her eyes. It wasn’t at me though. At Boss. He circled around her and viewed her in a way that made me glad I had a knife in my hand, but pissed that I couldn’t use it. My chance at living a normal life with Doll was hanging on if we survived this.

“She’s quite a fighter ain’t she?” Boss lifted a piece of her hair and smelled it. Disgusting old f*ck. How did I ever follow this guy’s orders? “We got her an hour ago. That’s when we found her. Crying a lot at first. Very entertaining, you love that if I remember correctly. Right, Jones?”

“…Yeah, Boss. I love every single sound they make,” I answered.

“So do I. That’s why I just had to have some fun with her…” Boss let his finger to down (F/n)’s jawline and made her look at him.

“You what?” My voice raised. My mind was losing it, I was boiling. I was hoping to God that he didn’t touch my Doll in that way. Deep down, I knew my outrage was gonna get us in trouble.

“Don’t worry, Jones! You can still have your fun with her.” Boss chuckled and patted my back. “That’s what sluts like her are for.”

“You touched her!?” I shouted and Boss simply smirked. “Don’t call her a f*cking slut!” I started to back him up against a wall. I knew that I was stronger and taller than him and wanted to use that against him. “I’m gonna f*cking enjoy killing you nice and slow—”

“Vega,” Boss said in a monotone voice. Turning around, I saw Vega with his gun.

“Wha—” Then he knocked me out. F*ck.