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“Holy Batman!” He shouts out loud, making me jump in my seat as he lets go of my hand.
Evan swerves the car at the last second, realizing he rana stop sign and almost hit another car. Maybe I shouldn’t be having this conversation while he’s driving. I should have waited when we got to his house, distracted him with sex, and then announced I needed a bang stick. He straightens the wheel and takes a deep breath as he merges onto the highway towards his home, his gaze focused on the road.
“I’m thinking we might have to rethink this relationship,” I start to say but screech as Evan yanks the wheel sharply, jumping over the intersection while I grab the ‘oh shit’ bar.
I bounce in my seat and gape at him as he quickly gets off the highway from the other side. Car horns honk at us; pissed-off drivers are probably praying for our deaths. For some reason, seeing him take control of the vehicle like that makes my vagina weep.
I need help. Like, someone should definitely call my therapist before I decide to give him road head and really get us in a car accident. He glances out of the corner of his eye at me, doing a double take since I’m staring at him twisted in my seat. I’m probably drooling, and my eyes keep shifting towards his lap, wondering if his dick would like a warm hug from my mouth.
“You can’t leave me. Me and you against the world, Nicola. I’ll get you a fucking bazooka, grenades, or whatever you want. You just can’t leave me,” Evan says in a stern voice that I have to slap my hand when it climbs up my own leg towards the promised land.
Fuck, that’s hot.
His jaw is tight, his glasses perched on the end of his nose as he glares at the road, all while his knuckles turn white on the steering wheel.
“I love you.” He curses at my declaration, nearly hitting an old lady who’s crossing the street. “But if you let me finishtalking, I was going to tell you Batman sucks. Go with Captain America next time. His ass is the symbol for America, after all.”
He slams the brakes at the stoplight, jerking us both in our seats, and turns halfway towards me.
“You really mean that?” He chokes out, staring intensely at me.
Crap. Did I hurt his feelings? I literally have no filter.
“Your ass is so much better than Captain America, baby.” I lean forward, petting his arm and making shushing noises to calm him down, just in case.
A car honks behind us, making Evan swear again as he notices the light green and turns forward again.
“No. Not that. You really love me?” He says this with a pitched voice before clearing his throat and looking over to see me nodding my head quickly.
“I love yo— Fuck!” I was leaning eagerly in my seat when I noticed his eyes shift over my shoulder and widen until I could only see his pupils expanding behind his glasses.
A loud crunch blasts in my ears, followed by shattering glass and screaming. It’s so loud; that’s all I can focus on as my world tips upside down. I’m the one making that noise, screaming in terror. Unbelievable pain spears into my shoulder and leg while my vision grows fuzzy. What seems like hours later but is probably only seconds later, I blink rapidly. The first thing I notice is that the windshield is scattered across the cement, and I’m hanging upside down.
Groaning, I slowly turn my head to see Evan hanging limply in his seat with blood dripping down his forehead.
“Evan.” My voice comes out raspy and so quiet, probably from screaming and shock. “Evan!” I say loudly and sigh in relief as he groans in pain, blinking rapidly.
His glasses fell off at some point, so I know his eyesight is blurry and he can’t see much. He’s only looking at me, though, reaching his hand out frantically.
“You okay?!” He practically shouts, struggling in his seat, but his belt buckle won’t come loose.
“Just dandy. What happened?” I look around, grimacing in pain at my burning shoulder, and notice multiple men, all dressed in black, heading our way with guns.
I whip my head towards Evan, seeing him clenching his ribs and breathing fast.
“I’m about to be taken, baby. Don’t do anything. Tell Nicky the triad came to collect,” I say it so fast I’m not even sure he understands, as he shakes his head as if to focus.
“Wha-What? No!” He yells, trying to reach for me as my mangled door is wrenched open and rough hands grab at me, cutting my seat belt loose.
“Nicola!” Evan screams at the top of his lungs as I’m dragged out, my legs cutting into the glass as my father’s men grab me under my arms on each side.
The last thing I see is Evan’s frantic eyes connecting with mine in despair before his body goes limp, probably passing out from blood loss.
I’m not even fighting; there isn’t any point. The triad is surrounding Evan’s car and the van I’m being tossed into. If my father was showing up, I would be thrown into a limo with his disapproving glare. This isn’t the typical lecture that I’m a useless daughter; I’m being taken by my father’s men and tossed around like yesterday’s trash. I have the biggest feeling I’m going to be in a lot of pain later. I just hope my brother doesn’t come for me and do anything stupid, like face Jin alone.
“Fuck!” I yell just as a burlap bag is thrown over my headjust as I watch two of the triad walk back over to Evan and start to take him out of the car too.
No. No. No. No. Please, not Evan!
