My Gangleader boyfriend

Part 8

Sorry for the short chapter

Tori POV.

I found Kate phone that she had left in the room and I grabbed it turning it on quickly scrolling though the contacts.

"Tori, open the door.. I can explain" Graham whispered, softly knocking on the door.

I bit my lip and went into the closet, binding behind the pile of old clothing in there. I kept going though the contact looking for Cross or Jazz or even Conner.

"Tori come on, I'm gonna get mad... we can still make our dinner reservations"

Finally I found Cross's contact and clicked on it I put it up to my ear and listen to the rings.

It went to voicemail so I tryed again

"Come on come on.." I whispered and clenched my eyes tightly shut.

Voicemail.

Fuck!

I took it away from my ear but gasped when I heard banging on the door. I held my breath and covered my mouth trying to be quiet.

I looked at the phone again and looked for Jazz's number. I know he's with Cross. I typed in his name and I found it. Quickly I put it up to my ear and bit my lip.

"Please pick up" I cried and..

He did!

"Jazz! Jazz please help. There people here please hurry.. they have Kate.. help please!"  I sobbed. And I ended up screaming when I heard the door slamming open.

"Tori? Where are you? I'm getting Cross now" he said

"A-at h-home.." I whimpered so Graham didn't hear me.

"Alright hang in there.. be there soon" he hung up and I put the phone in my bra just in case.

"Tori come out please" I didn't hear him moving. "I'm not mad" he sighed.

"I won't hurt you" believing him, slowly I came out from my hiding spot and got closer to the door to the closet.   When I popped my head out I found him sitting on the edge of the bed. I looked around and saw that he had a gun resting on the table beside the bed.. right beside an empty beer bottle....

It did happen! Cross did come in here last night!

"Come here" he said. He looked relaxed and he smiled a little.

"Did you get your bag?" I shook my head. "Do you remember where you put it?"

I have to stall.. until Cross and Jazz get here.

"Um no.. but I just have to go to the bathroom.. then uh.. I'm pretty sure it's in the living room.."

I slowly made my way to the bathroom, locked the door then sat in the tub. I pulled the phone out and I called Jazz again.

"Were almost there Tori, just wait."

"He has a gun.." I whispered.

"It's alright, just stay calm, were just around the corner" I hung up.

"Tori I found you bag, les go" he said.

Why is he acting so normal!

"O-okay! Coming" I pushed the phone in my bar and got up.

Just around the corner.

"Wan something to drink before we go?" I asked and headed to the kitchen. The guys in the living room aren't there anymore. Neither is Kate... but there is blood on the carpet. He wrapped his arm around my waist and led me into the kitchen, away from the blood stained carpet.

"Sure, get a drink then we go."

"I mean we've already missed the reservation why don't we just eat here.. I can make pasta and chicken" he sighed.

"fine" he sat down at the island. Perfect.

I bit my lip and walked over to the drawer pulling out a smallish pot and started to put some water in it.

I dropped the heavy pot when I heard the front door open. "You okay?" Graham asked.

He didn't hear it?

"Yeah.. I.. my hand slipped." I re adjusted and put it on the stove turning it on. "What kind-" he suddenly grabbed my and pushed me harshly into the counter.

"I will slit your throat darlin" he said deeply and I saw him reach for the bread knife, the knife with teeth..

"I.. is di-"

"Shut up!" He snapped and turned me around to face Cross. He held a gun towards us.

I felt the knife against my side. When I tried to pull away his grip tightened and the tip of the knife pushed harder against me.

"Let her go, get the fuck out of my house"

"Your house?" Graham chuckles, slowly letting off some of the pressure on my wrists.

"That's correct" my eyes widen when I see a few other people coming up behind Cross. I squirmed a little but I didn't help. I saw Cross's eyes harden slightly.. almost like he saw an opening.

"Graham.. just let me go please.. I didn't mean it! What did I do to deserve this!" I snapped but it turned into a scream when I felt the knife cutting into my thigh.

Just then I heard a bang. Then that was if... I was dropped and I heard ringing. Someone grabbed me and brought me out of the kitchen. I was placed on something and I heard talking. Muffled talking/yelling.

I shut my eyes and clenched my jaw.. what happened? Oh.. I'm being carried again... a few minutes later a burst of cold air hit me.

Slowly I opened my eyes and saw lights, an ambulance. I was being placed into one.

I shut my eyes and took a deep breath.. I think I'm okay...

God.. all of this just for a bag...