Chapter 17: Has my kidnapping skills failed?

Raiden's POV

I look at the bottom right hand corner on my laptop to see it's April 1st. It's been an exact week since I put Emery down the statue. After my last encounter with her I really thought
about the words she had said.

Just once, I ask of you to think it's somebody else who planted the bullets on me.

So I did. That same night, I went to see Kade in the security room to see if he can pull up the security cameras I keep in each cell. When Kade pulled up the camera in Emery's room, there was a 10 minute time gap missing from the tape, Kade told me someone must've hacked in and deleted the tape.

I can't take Emery out from under the statue unless I have proof that she's innocent. My gang will think I've gone soft on her, the four injured men now think Emery stole the bullets and hate her for it.

Kade had told me he saves the backup tapes and ships them to a safe place in New York. So, the next day he took a plane to New York to go get the backup tape, he should be back in an hour with the tape to prove if Emery's telling the truth.

If RW had really framed Emery, they wouldn't have thought so far ahead as to go get the backup tapes in New York, right?

I had sent Harley down there a couple times to give Emery food. When Harley came back up I asked her about Emery. She had said to me Emery couldn't sit up because of her injured back, since then Casey has been going down there daily to help Emery in physical therapy.

The only thing that freaking pissed me off this week was when River kept asking to go down there. He claimed he had something really important to say to Emery. I've sent him on more missions by himself so he can get away from here and stop asking questions. I'm still suspicious of him.

Keith will no longer be a threat anymore if this tape proves Emery's beliefs. I tap my fingers patiently as I wait for Kade's arrival, I sent a car to the airport to wait for him until he lands.

For some unknown reason, this house has been very quiet and tense lately, at least for me. It's like I have all the air in the world but can't seem to take in the air and take a breath. I wait anxiously for the tape, I don't know what to expect anymore, but honestly I don't know what I would want to see on that tape.

Do I want to see RW planting the tapes in Emery's wardrobe to prove Emery's innocence and know that I was wrong?

Or do I just want to see Emery putting them in her wardrobe and know that I was right not to believe her?

The truth is I want to believe her, I want to trust her. But with this RW roaming around, I don't know if I can trust anyone at all. I don't know how long Emery can stay here, in Blackdale.
She's caused more problems in my gang than Duncan and his damn pranks. My gang is falling apart slowly as they start to disrespect me more and more because of Emmy.

My door is suddenly slammed opened, thinking it's Kade, I look up hopefully that he has the tape. But it wasn't Kade.

It was Pierce.

I slump back down in my seat rubbing my face, hoping he won't start his ramble on getting Emery out. "God dammit Pierce, if your gonna start-," I got interrupted by his voice overlapping mine. "I'm here to give you an update on Emery," he concluded, with a smirk plastered across his face.

"How would you have an update on Emery? You are not even allowed down-," I stopped when I realized he snuck down there to see Emmy. "I don't have time for this Pierce, I'm about to have a meeting in half an hour," I fought, not even bothering to hear him out about Emmy.

He threw his hands up in the air and spoke in a high pitched voice. "Well then you have plenty of time, brother." Sometimes I think he's the perfect brother....for Duncan. "I already have what I need to know about Emery's status," I explained.

"Well she only confides in me, so I would know what's actually going on with her," he argued. "What can she possibly tell you that she didn't already tell Harley or Casey?" I questioned incredulously.

"She's sick, bro," he confided sadly.

"What do you mean? She's been having the proper care for a week now," I ask, standing up now that he's caught my attention. "She hasn't eaten in days, she's been hiding all her food under her bed."

"So how come Harley nor Casey knew about this?" I asked, curious. "Like I said, she only confides in me," he repeated. I walk out of my office with Pierce trailing behind, I quickly rush downstairs, heading towards the garden.

"I mean I can see how Emery didn't want to eat, you've had Harley give her that same disgusting grub everyday," he rambles annoyingly. "Shut up Pierce, this is all your fault! You should've told me earlier," I shouted while stepping on top of the statue and pulling the sword/lever.

"I just snuck in today when she told me!" He explained. Once the statue was finished moving, I started climbing down while Pierce went after me. "Don't come down here!" I shouted, furious. "Sorry, I already started," I ignore him while I landed on my two feet.

I quickly turn around while pulling the key out from my pocket, I unlock the door and walk straight in. I was surprised to see Emery leaning far back on the couch while coddling a bowl of soup, watching Tom and Jerry.

This is the fist time I've seen her in a week, she looks so....helpless.

I walk towards her in fury as she looks up at me, almost spilling her soup. "What is wrong with you?" I questioned angrily. She looked at me with shock in her emerald green orbs. "What're you talking about?! What's wrong with you?!"

"Why haven't you've been eating?" I asked as I go to her bedroom to look under her bed. "As you can see, I'm eating a freaking bowl of soup!" She shouted from the couch. I swiftly duck down to see the only thing under her bed is big clumps of spider webs and dust.

I walk back over to the couch as I look at her carefully. She didn't at all look sick to me, she actually looked perfectly fine. I turn around as I see Pierce in the doorway.

"Pierce, what is the meaning of this?" I asked, knowing he lied to me about Emmy being sick. He reached for something in his back pocket as he held out a key, the exact key for the door he's standing next to.

I pat my back pockets and realize my key isn't there. I look at him angrily as he has that evil smirk I know all too well. I run towards the door as he closes it and locks it.

"Open this door now!" I yelled, wiggling the door knob roughly. Why did I get such a heavy door?

"April fools day, brother!"'

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"How long has it been?!" I asked angrily while pacing the room back and forth. I can't be late to that meeting with Kade. Emmy looks at her watch on her left hand as she rolls her emerald eyes.

"7 minutes," she replied aggressively. I need to get the hell out of here. "You know I still can't believe Pierce doesn't hate you!" She pointed out making me stop in my tracks and turn to her.

"What do you mean by that?" I cross my arms over my chest and look over to her struggling to put her bowl of soup down. "What I mean is that you put me in here for a week and I already loathe you! But you've put Pierce in here for 8 years and he doesn't even have a slight bit of hatred towards you," she replies calmly towards the end.

I laugh as I stroke my smooth chin. "That just means he's a naive boy," I answered. She looked at me like I had three heads, like I didn't understand a word she said. "No, that just means he has a big enough heart to forgive you for all that you've done to him," she disagreed.

I scoff, there was no need to forgive me at all, like I said before he's a naive boy.  "You might have not heard these two words in a sentence before, but he loves you Raiden!" She shouted as if trying to get it through my head.

And it did.

She's right, I've never heard those two words in a sentence. I don't even remember my mother saying it to me. It was simple, I don't love anyone and they don't love me. I just can't imagine Pierce loving me after what I intentionally put him through.

I suddenly remember something as I pat my side and back pockets. Great, Pierce probably took my phone also. "You're unbelievable," she scoffs since I hadn't replied to her previous statement. "F**k off Emery, you don't know the first thing about me," I answered, avoiding the whole love thing.

"When will Harley be coming down?" I questioned since it's one o'clock already. "She just gave me lunch, she won't be coming down for another...five hours," Emmy smirked, enjoying my impatient state.

Damn it, this hole is changing her. She doesn't even look scared, what the hell is wrong with her? In fact, Pierce didn't even look scared when he came out of here.

Am I doing something wrong?

Has my kidnapping skills failed? No, that can't be, it has to be this hell hole. Every time I lock someone up they're always scared, the only difference here is that those same people haven't been locked up in here before. What's so different about this place?

I walk intimidatingly over to her as I glare at her with hatred. I plop down really close next to her as she squirms to get away from me. I've still got it.

Too bad she can't get very far because of her injured back. I smirk as I lean closer to her face. When I know she's looking straight into my eyes I grab the soup bowl in between us. She's startled as she looks down to see the spoon that clattered against the bowl. I carefully place the bowl down on the coffee table without taking my eyes off of her. I reach back over to her as I stare straight into her emerald eyes. In that moment I didn't completely know exactly what I was going to do, just that I was going to do something.

And indeed I did.

I grab the back of her neck and roughly pushed her face towards mine as our lips locked. I kissed her roughly as I demanded entrance, entrance that she wouldn't give me. I lifted my right hand up to her side and pinched her playfully, which made a squeak come out of her along with her mouth slightly opened. I took this as my chance as I slipped my tongue forcefully into her sweet mouth.

She was startled but after her shock she surprisingly kissed me back. Her mouth molding into mine willingly felt like heaven rather than hell. But every time something heavenly comes into my life, hell pops up from the ground and quickly swallows it up.

Just like this exact moment.

Emery pushed me far back on the couch as she wiped her mouth, disgusted. "What the hell is wrong with you?" She screeched as she tried backing up as far on the couch as she could. "Don't pretend you didn't like it, you're the one who kissed me back," I pointed out, smirking, not even caring about what Delilah has to say about this.

"And I regret that, I hated it!" She complained trying to stand up to get away from me. But I didn't let her, I grabbed her wrist and pulled her back down forcefully. She groaned painfully as she looked at me with hatred.

"And why's that?" I questioned, knowing she doesn't have an answer. I know she lied, she loved my kiss.

"Because you cocky b*****d, I don't like kissing my brother's murderer!"

Greetings earthlings!
I would've updated earlier if I wasn't stuck on what to write through half the chapter.

So this chapter was more about Emery and Raiden's relationship! I know I am terrible at kissing scenes. I've read so many of them but it's just so awkward for me to write them.

Stay tuned for my next chapter as another huge secret will come out!

But who's secret?

💕Izzy💕