Warning: This Chapter contains violence and is a bit graphic.

Chapter.4 🍑

Jordon, Dylan, and Matt came back to George's apartment, it was already night time.

George, Jorel and Danny were already there talking.
"Hey guys we're back, hey George how are you holding up?" Matt asked him.
"I don't feel anything other than worry and anger. And not very happy that you guys drugged me." He said.

"We did it for your own good man. Besides all of us spent most of the day searching for clues." Jordon said.
"What'd you guys find?" Danny asked them.

"Nothing really, we just posted Lost Posters of Ava around the town." Matt said.
"Um, I know that this isn't much help or anything but it seems like Ava wasn't the only who got kidnapped." Dylan said.
"What do you mean?" Jorel asked.
Dylan grabbed the other Lost Poster from his pocket and unfolded it showing it to them.

"Look, this boy also disappeared at the same date as Ava disappeared.
I know it's useless but do you think that there's some sort of connection?" Dylan asked them.
"So pretty much a sick fuck-o out there is kidnapping little children for fun? Yea that fucking helps a lot." George said.

"Wait, wait, wait, hold on...
Did you just say that, that little boy was kidnapped on the same day as Ava?" Danny asked.
"Well yea." Dylan responded.

Danny looked back at his laptop.
"Well shit... I didn't think it was true." Danny said.
"What? What did you find?" George asked him.

"There has been some recent news on two children that got kidnapped on the same day, the only evidence they had was from only one eye witness that attempted to call the police but suddenly lost contact with the witness.
Police suspect that the witness went after the kidnappers."
Danny read the article.

"A witness?!? There was a witness?!? Who was the witness?!?" George yelled out.
"Uh..." Danny scrolled down to see if he could find the name of the witness.

"The witness was a woman, she didn't give out her name however, right after the call got cut off, Police found out that the woman who called is an 18 year old named Annabelle Howards." Danny read out loud.

"And where is she?!?" George asked.
"Fuck... She has not been seen or heard again after that phone call.
Police suspect that she may either have gotten killed by the kidnappers or they also took her with them." Danny said.

"Dammit!" George yelled out.
"Wait, what did she say to the police?!? If they say that she called them, then maybe she saw who they were." George said.
Danny went back to search if they wrote what this Annabelle girl said.

"Here it is... Police report that the only small piece of evidence they have from that girl is that the kidnappers drove a black van with a small logo of a white outline of two cobras covering a rose." Danny said and showed the guys the logo that a professional artist drew from that description.

The guys looked at it.
"Never have I seen that logo in my life, can't you find out what that logo is?" Matt asked Danny.
Danny quickly got back on his laptop to search.
Jorel kept staring at the logo, for some reason it gave him a nostalgic feeling... Like he's seen it before... But where?

"I'm gonna go outside and take a smoke." Jorel said as he headed out.
Danny kept searching, surely there had to be something about that logo.
After 10 minutes of searching Danny didn't find anything.

"Sigh... Nothing, the only thing I found is that it comes from a mysterious mafia and that's about it, there's no records about it, no news about it, nothing. I'm sorry George it looks like Ava was kidnapped by a mafia." Danny said.
George pinched the bridge of his nose.
"God... This can't be happening..." He whispered.

Danny and the others couldn't help but stay silent.
A lot of horrible scenarios played in their minds of what could be happening to Ava, they could be toying with her, molesting her, torturing her, selling her, or they just went on and finished the job.

Danny felt horrible since he could guess what George was feeling at the moment, but still Danny couldn't help what wonder what he would do if it were Scarlett that got kidnapped.
The thought alone made him feel sick to the core.

Jorel was outside taking a smoke he blew off some smoke as he tried to think.
Where has he seen that logo?
It looked awfully familiar but couldn't quite tell where...
He started to get frustrated that he couldn't remember.

He took another puff.
A logo of two cobras wrapping around a rose...
A white outlined logo...
Burning...

His eyes went wide open as he finally remembered where he has seen it and holy hell... He could not believe it. Jorel dropped the smoke on the ground and stepping on it then entered back in George's apartment running like a mad man.

"Guys! Holy shit! I remember now!" He yelled out as he tried to catch his breath from the adrenaline that he felt after remembering.
"What? Remember what?" Danny asked him as the others looked at him except for George who was still in his own thoughts.

"I've seen that logo before." He said.
"What? You've seen that before? From where?!?" Jordon asked him.
"I remember it... I was like 17 when I saw it, I saw that same logo on some sort of journal book." He said.
The guys seemed to be a bit confused.
"From a journal book? But Danny said that the only information about that logo is that it comes from a mysterious mafia." Jordon said.

"I know it's the same logo as the one from that journal book, but what surprises me most is the person who owned that journal." Jorel said.
"Who?" Matt asked.
"The same person we used to call a friend. Aaron had that journal." Jorel said, that got George's attention to hear what they were saying.

"What? Are you saying that Aaron is part of that Mafia? How the hell did we not know?" Dylan asked not believing him.
"Is there anything else you remembered?" Matt asked him.

"That's another thing, Aaron always had that book with him, and when I asked him about it, his only response was that it was just a journal, then he wouldn't answer anymore questions about it.
Of course I didn't really think anything of it, but a few months went by and I saw Aaron making a bonfire and he threw that journal in it.
I asked him why he did that, he only said that he didn't need it anymore." Jorel explained remembering how Aaron always had a expressionless look whenever Jorel tried to talk to him about that journal or whenever he saw Aaron reading it.
But ever since Aaron threw it into the fire, he started being more carefree, more energetic, and more outgoing.

"Huh, then maybe Aaron knows something." Jordon said.
"I think he's definitely connected to this mafia because why would anyone kidnap Ava?" Jorel said.
"To see George in pain..." Matt said.
George stood up.
"If what you're saying is true, then that means that, that douchebag knows what happened to Ava or if that sick fuck was the one who kidnapped her." He said, he started to lose his temper.

Danny got up from the couch to calm George down.
"Hey, calm down, we got something now don't we?" Danny said.
"Where is that guy now?" George asked.
"Hold on." Jordon said as he went to check on twitter.
"Well, we're in luck, he's in L.A right now, but I'm not sure where he's residing right now, but I have my ways." Jordon said smirking as he dialled a number.

"Ok, as soon as I find out where the motherfucker is, I will go and force him to tell me where Ava is or so help me I will fucking kill him." George said.
"Calm down, we'll talk to him alright?" Danny said.

"... Alright, thanks bye." Jordon said as he wrote something down on a napkin and hanged up.
"I got his address." Jordon announced.
"Great, who did you talk to?" Dylan asked.
"His agent." He simply said.
"Alright, I'm going now, if anybody wants to come, go ahead." George said as he snatched the napkin from Jordon and headed to the door.

"I'm going with you." Danny said.
"Me too." Jorel said.
"We're coming too." Matt said as Dylan and Jordon were right behind him.
George nodded.
"Alright, we have an old friend to visit." He said.

-Annabelle's POV-

$25 million dollars?!? Just for my silence and for leaving the states?
That's a lot of money...

I imagined a bunch of scenarios going on in my mind on what I could do with all that money, I can pay my parents mortgage so they don't have take night shifts, I could send my parents on a vacation around the world, I can send my 6 year old and 9 year old nephews to disney land with their family, I could buy my friends gifts they always wanted, I could send the rest of the money to charity...

That is something I always wanted to do, spoil my parents, my family, my friends.

"I'm getting impatient Annabelle." The boss's voice broke through my thoughts, I glanced at him.

But... If I do, then I would cause grief to the parents of the children.
And it would be all my fault.

"I won't take up on your offer. I'm staying." I said.
"Are you sure? I'm not a nice man Annabelle but just this once, I'll give you another chance, $25 million, leave and keep your mouth shut." He said. I looked at him straight in the eye.
"No. Keep your money. I'm staying with the children." I said

He stayed silent for a moment.
"Very well." He said, then he called out his two bodyguards.
"Take her into the special room, I want to test her." He said and turned the other way and walked away.
The two guards grabbed me and dragged me almost everywhere in the large house.

We made it to a red door, the man unlocked it and opened it.
He pushed me inside.
A maid made her way through and handed me two pieces of clothing.
"The master wants you to wear this." She said and exited the room.

I looked at the two pieces of clothing, they were both black, it was a tank top and shorts.
"Quit gawking at it and get dressed." One of them said.
"A-aren't you going to close the d-door?" I asked them.
"There's no need." They said.
"B-but my privacy..." I said.

"You gave that up the moment you denied the boss's offer." One of them said crossing his arms.
The other just smirked in amusement.
"Hurry up and change or I'll change you myself." He said in a threatening tone.

I sighed and turned around from them, I quickly took my blouse off, and quickly put the black tank top on, I quickly took my jeans off, along with my shoes so I could take them off easier, I knew they were staring at me, I could feel their eyes at me and I did not want to look at them.

I put the shorts on and started to put my shoes on again.
I turned to look at them.
Now what?
The two men didn't say anything they just continued to stare at me.
I looked away and looked around the room. It was an empty room.
No windows, the walls were dark and dirty, the floor looked pretty dirty as well.

Then the boss came in.
"Alright Annabelle, let's test you. Close the door." He said and the men did what they were told.
I could feel myself shaking on what he would do.

"I will test your strength, if you can put up with what I'm about to throw at you, you can be one of my maids.
But if you fail to endure it, the kids will receive punishment." He said as he took his suit off and handed it to one of his men and rolled up his sleeves.

"I have 3 different tests, if you can endure them all, no one will receive punishment." He said as he went to one of the walls and pressed his hand on it and slid off a large piece of the wall to the side, like a door.
Inside were a lot of tools.
Torture tools.
"Tie her hands." He said.
His men grabbed my hands and tied them together in a tight knot.
I started to whimper.

"Test number one..." He said as he grabbed a whip.
"Don't scream." He said and I was forced on my knees slightly bending over a bit.
"No..." I whispered out and began breathing heavily.

WHIP

I let out a muffled pain groan, loudly.
That first whip tore through the black tank top, my bra, and through my flesh.

WHIP

I let out a muffled pain yell.
I wouldn't allow myself to scream.
I had my mouth tight close.
My tears were streaming down my face as well as my snot.

WHIP WHIP WHIP

My back was burning, I could feel blood oozing out.
But I still didn't scream.
Instead I cried.

"Don't you wanna scream?"

WHIP

"Huh?!? Don't ya?!??"

WHIP

"ANNABELLE?!?"

WHIP

He yelled as he continued to whip me. I just cried and held my screams through the back of my throat.
He stopped.
"Splash her." He said to his men.
"Remember, don't scream." He said.
I heard one of his men grab some sort of bucket and poured the liquid on my back.
That caused me to gasp loudly but I quickly shut my mouth and just muffled my screams.

I let myself fall forward as I cried.
The burning was intense, it felt as if my back was on fire.
"Don't worry hun, that salt water won't infect your whips." The boss said.
I could only continue to cry.

"Well, what do ya know? You passed the first test, let's move on to the second one." He said, he snapped his fingers and his men brought some sort of tube connect to a large container.
The boss nodded at them.
One held my still tied hands over my head, then the other held my feet down.

The boss forced the tube in my mouth.
"Test number two.
If you throw up in less than 5 minutes
You fail and they deserve punishment." He said and turned the handle of the large container.
He held my nose tightly preventing me from breathing and water came out of the tube filling in my mouth, almost making me drown.
I started squirming wildly and tried to spit the water out.

"Spit the water out, and you fail." The boss warned.
I had no choice but to drink the water if I didn't want to drown.
But I couldn't breath and it started making me inhale the water making me choke out the water again, and I started squirming again.
"One minute." He said.

Oh god I felt my stomach filling.
The boss let my nose go for a bit allowing me to breath, he then pinched my nose together again.
I rolled my eyes backwards from the pain of swallowing all that water.
"Two minutes." He said.
My stomach kept getting filled with water it was starting to hurt a bit.
Again he let my nose go to take some oxygen, then held my nose again.

"Three minutes."

It kept repeating only my stomach really started to hurt a lot now.
I began squirming again.

"Four minutes." He said
Repeat, only the pain was now starting to get unbearable.

"Five minutes." He said.
I felt like my stomach is about to burst. Oh god I can't take it any longer!
I forcefully turned my face away from the tube and vomited the water out.
The boss let me go and so did the men.
I turned to my side, lifting myself up a bit and continued to throw up.

"Six minutes..." I heard the boss say.
I gagged and vomited more water and this time some things that I ate before were coming out of my mouth.
After vomiting everything out of my system, I let myself fall on my side not caring that I am laying in my own vomit. I just laid there shaking a bit and feeling my back burning.

"You look a bit tired there Annabelle.
Are you ready for the last test? Or do you give up and let the children take the last test for you?" He asked me as he stood in front of me.
He pushed me on my back with his foot like an animal.
I cringed at the pain when my back hit the ground.

"N-no..." I coughed out.
"I'll... Take i-it." I whimpered out.
The boss shook his head.
"You're fucking crazy." He said with a sadistic chuckle.
No... You're the one who's crazy...

"Then get up." He ordered me.
I closed my eyes shut before slowly getting up again.
I felt my head shake, it felt as if the whole room was spinning.
"Don't worry hun, this one should be simple. Not so easy but simple." He said. I waited for him to tell me what else he was going to torture me with.
"Try to break from the ropes on your wrists. You got 10 minutes to do so. You fail, children take punishment." He said.

While his men were clearing the room such as putting the tools back where they belong and closing that wall, the boss looked at his watch.
"Start... Now." He said and watched me with a very amused look on his face.
I began struggling with trying to get the ropes off, but they tied them too tight and I felt the rope starting to scrape my skin on my wrists.
I winced as I felt it.

"9 minutes." He said as he continued to watch me.
I tried biting off the rope with my teeth.

~•~•~•~•

"5 minutes."

The rope was loosing up a bit.
I started crying from the pain, the desperation that I felt as I tried to break the stupid rope off of me!

"2 minutes..." He said.
I started panicking since I still couldn't get the ropes more looser.
I saw some blood started to stain the ropes, I cried more and more as I wailed my hands around, desperate to break free.

"30 seconds." He said as he smirked.
He wanted me to fail, he wanted an excuse to do something horrible to the children.

"5... 4... 3... 2... 1... Zero." He said and he tsked.
"Looks like you failed." He said and took out a pocket knife.
He held the knife close to my face and traced it down to my hands.
He cut the rope from my wrists.
More blood started to ooze out now that my wrists were free, I shuddered at the feeling of my wrists bleeding.

"Well... It looks like one of the kids is gonna have to take your punishment.
What do you think I should?
Should I whip little Ava until she can no longer scream?
Or should I stuff Tim's belly up with water until he explodes?" He asked me, whispering those awful things in my ear.

"N-no... P-p-please d-do-don't." I stuttered.
"A deal is a deal little Annabelle." He said.
"N-No! Wait!!!" I yelled out reaching out to him.
He turned to look at me.
"I-I'll d-do wh-whatever you want! A-anything! Just n-name it!" I said as I cried too.

"What do you have to offer Annabelle?" He asked me.
"Anything you want..." I said in a whisper.
He stayed silent for a moment as if he was thinking if he should take up my offer or not.
He let out a smirk.
"You passed 2 out of my 3 tests most males pass all 3 or even more...
But no female has passed one...
So consider yourself lucky Annabelle.
And instead of making you a maid, I'm going to make you my personal maid." He said.
I nodded.
"Y-yes... Just don't do anything to the children..." I said.

He just scoffed.
He snapped his fingers so his men were by his side.
"Stay here and wait until one of the maids come and get you." He said and with that he left the room leaving me, covered in salt water, blood and my own vomit.

-Normal POV-

The guys made it to Aaron's house.
Jordon pounded on his door.
"You better answer the damn door." He yelled out.
After a moment the door unlocked and opened to reveal Aaron.

"What the fuck? What do you faggots want?" Aaron asked as he looked at them in disgust.
Before any of them could say anything, George marched his way to Aaron and punched him in the face sending him to the floor.

"George!" Danny yelled out.
"What the fuck?!?" Aaron yelled out.
George kneeled down and grabbed the front of Aaron's shirt to pick him up and got close to his face.

"Alright you son of a bitch, where is she?!?" George yelled out.
Aaron made a confused face.
"She? Who are you talking about?" He asked and George punched him again.
"You know damn well who I am talking about!" He yelled.
"Now tell me where she is!"
Aaron spit some blood out.
"For fucks sake! I don't know who you're talking about!" Aaron yelled out.
George was about to punch him again but got stopped by the others.

"Let me talk to him." Jorel said.
George hesitated to get up.
"Now." Jorel demanded.
George got up and angrily stepped away from Aaron.
"Get up." Jorel ordered Aaron to.
Aaron slowly got up.

"You Hollywood Faggots dare come in to intrude me and to beat me up?
That's really fucking low." He said.
"Listen to me very carefully Aaron.
We wouldn't be spending our time to bother you but we have a reason to do so." He said.
"What is it?" Aaron asked as he wiped some blood off his mouth.

"Ava got kidnapped, do you know anything about that?" Danny asked him.
"No. No I don't Danny fuck-boy." Aaron said.
"Yea well, here's the thing Ava got kidnapped by a mysterious mafia with a logo of a white outline of two cobras wrapping around a rose...
Does that sound familiar to you?" Jorel asked him.

For a minute Aaron's eyes went wide but he blinked a couple times and shook his head.
"N-no. No I don't." He said.
"Don't fucking lie to us Aaron..." George said in a threatening tone.
"Aaron, you had some sort of journal with that logo.You even burnt it. Are you connected to this mafia?!? Please Aaron, George's daughter Ava life's is at risk here." Jorel said.

Aaron stayed silent for a moment and dragged his hand on his dark hair.
"I... I didn't think this would come back..." He said to himself.
He looked at the guys.
"Come in, I'll tell you guys the truth of that logo." He said as he let the guys in, he closed his door.
After the guys sat down, Aaron took a seat on one of the chairs.

"That logo belongs to the mafia called the Rose Cobras.
They're these large criminals from different parts of the world such as Europe, Russia, Mexico and then there's the United States.
They have a leader who is American and resides in the states, he makes a lot of deals, such as drugs, markets for illegal weapons, and even sex trafficking.

They are very well hidden since they've been around for over 80 years now. And well... They continue to grow." Aaron explained.
"But then, how do you know all this?
What up with the journal you had." Jordon asked him.

Aaron let out a deep sigh.
"Because I used to be part of the Rose Cobras." He said.
"Used to? How'd you get out of it? Wouldn't they kill their traitors?" Matt asked.
"No..." Aaron said.
He suddenly got really nervous.

"You see... The big boss... He..."

-Annabelle's POV-

The maid came for me, she gave me a bath, then she gave me a maids uniform to wear.
"Mr. Erlichman will be waiting for you in his office." The maid said.
"Mr. Erlichman?" I asked confused.
"Sorry, that's the boss's name. But since you're his personal maid, just call him master." She said.

-Normal POV-

"He's my father." Aaron finally said.

End of Chapter. 4