Chapter 125 Marcel

Chapter 125 Marcel
MIA

PRESENT HOURS

"You boys nuts or somethin'?" 

"You told us to do what she says." 

"I know what I fucking said, motherfucker but not that hard. She fucking out!" 

"She kicked me on my fucking dick!" 

"Look at you saying that shit out loud. Where is the fucking shame?" 

A series of chuckles followed. 

Their voices were losing it's clear strength in my ears. 

Vicky...... 

God, don't let them hurt my sister. 

Please. 

"Pick up and let's bounce." 

"Mia!" 

I opened my eyes slightly, feeling the sandiness of the ground on which my belly was lying. 

Vicky. 

"What about the little girl, boss?" 

Vicky.....

"Bring her too." 

"Leave me alone!" 

Vicky...

I sensed footsteps moving closer to me. Next, I picked up my four hands. 

A pair held my legs while the other pair held my upper body. 

"Leave me alone! Mia!" 

Vicky....no. Don't.... don't hurt her. 

God, my head. 

It hurts badly. 

Don't hurt my sister. 

Big Kai.....

Big Kai, where are you? 

Come save me.....

Save Vicky. 

Please. 

I couldn't hear Vicky's or the men's voices but I could sense us moving. 

I opened my eyes and I saw some passing trees through the window. 

I realized I am lying on my back and someone is holding my legs. 

A tear rolled down from my eyes to my ear as I stared at the passing trees. 

My heart tightened. 

My head banged. 

I don't know where Vicky is. 

I don't know if I would ever see Big Kai again. 

These people might harm me. 

Let all these be a dream. 

The passing tree became blurry. 

My weak eyes responded to the pain in my head. 

Slowly, my eyes closed. 

Everything ceased. 

Everything. 



NIGHT HOURS.....

I opened my eyes, taking in the blue ceiling. I closed my eyes, feeling a little pain in my head. 

I winced, touching my head. 

I felt something wrapped around my head. 

I opened my eyes again as I lowered my hand. I sat up, staring at my fingers. 

My ring is missing. 

I massaged the finger that had the ring as I looked around me with furrowed brows. 

It is a simple room with queen queen-sized bed, two nightstands and a lamp on one, two black couches, a glass table a portrait on the wall, black curtains, a closet, and two doors. 

Where am I? 

I felt a tiny sting in my head, making me close and open my eyes. 

It hurt but not unbearable. 

What is this place? 

Someone filled my thoughts instantly.

My heart picked up. 

"Oh God, Vicky." 

I quickly got out of bed and headed towards what I guess to be the entrance door with my bare foot. 

Voices from outside stopped me halfway. 

My heart pounded as the voices got closer. 

Next, the doorknob began to move. 

I took a step back as the door opened, revealing Big Kai's rival. 

Marcel. 

His smile fell as two more men appeared behind him. 

"Oh. She is awake." Marcel said, chuckling with his men. 

I swallowed, gripping the side of my dress. 

"Alright guys," he said to them, "I will see you all tomorrow. Good night." 

What? Night? 

I looked around the room. The curtains are covering the windows very well. You won't notice it is night. 

The light is so bright, igniting the room to the fullest. 

The door closed, taking my attention. 

Marcel is standing there alone, staring at me.

"So...." He began, taking steps towards me. 

I quickly moved back, stopping him in his tracks. 

He scoffed. "Do I look like a fucking biter, girl?" 

I didn't respond. 

"Well," he put his hands in his pockets, staring at me from head to toe. 

"I will gladly be one for you." He said, smirking. 

I scowled at him. "Where is my sister, you pervert?" 

He raised his brows. "Pervert?" 

"I said Where is my sister?" 

"Bitch, watch your tongue with me. You in my fucking house. You don't speak to me like that. I ain't your man." 

"Then give me my sister so I can leave." 

He scoffed, moving towards the couches.  

I moved away from where I stood as he sat on one of the couches and crossed his legs. 

His eyes roamed my body, making me feel disgusted.

He doesn't look bad but the fact that he almost took Vicky and had me knocked out already makes me hate him. 

And he is Big Kai's enemy. 

It makes me hate him more.

Whatever he is capable of, I am not going to let him hurt Vicky or me.

Not without a fight. 

But where exactly is Vicky? 

"So tell me, why were you out there alone without your man?" 

I didn't respond. 

"Where the fuck is Big Kai?" 

My heart tightened. 

"Shit, it's been hours and he hasn't come looking for you yet. What's going on?" 

I looked away, recalling Imani having Naomi take off the tracker in my phone. 

"Speak up," he ordered calmly, making me look at him. 

"I want my sister." 

"Just answer my question." 

"I said I want my sister." 

He scoffed. "The little bitch?" 

I clenched my knuckles. 

"Just tell me first." 

God, could it be that he had killed my sister? 

"Did you kill her?" 

He smirked. 

I clenched my jaw as anger and pain filled me. 

"If you have done something to my sister, I swear, I will kill you." 

He raised his brows and let out a scoff. 

"Wait, what? Kill me?" 

I glared at him. 

"What makes you think you can kill me, lil girl?" 

I kept glaring at him. 

"I ain't Dennis who you bashed his fucking cock with your damn leg you know." he chuckled. 

"I might not be able to kill you but I will make sure you are terribly injured and never heal from the scar." 

He raised his brows. "Damn." 

I clenched my jaw. 

"Is this real? Are you....damn." he chuckled. "I see why my nigga be trippin'." 

I glared at him. 

"First you knocked out a big guy like Dennis, now you are really threatening the fucking boss? Damn, Big Kai got it good! I wonder how you both live together. I wanna know badly." He said, laughing. 

"Tell me where my sister is," I said, ignoring my reactive heart whenever Big Kai's name is mentioned. 

"You ain't gonna tell me?" 

"Give me my sister." 

"Come on, girl. We've got all night for this juicy chat. I wanna know when, how, and where you meet." he said, leaning closer like someone ready to listen. 

"I said, give me my sister, Marcel." 

His face twitched. 

"Now," I ordered, void of fear. 

He leaned back and relaxed in his seat. 

"Double damn. This bitch knows my name." 

I scowled at him. 

"Fine. For that, you win." He took out his phone from his pocket and dialed a number swiftly. 

He placed his phone to his ear while staring at me with a smirk. 

"Bring the lil girl in." He hung up, lowering his phone.

I felt my nerves calming down. She is alive. 

"Okay. That's settled. Now let's hear it." 

Hear what? 

The door opened, taking my attention. 

A man and Vicky walked in. 

Oh, Vicky. 

"Mia!" 

"Vicky!" 

She ran towards me happily. I dropped to my knees and she hugged me. I wrapped my hands around her, caressing her hair as tears rolled down my face. 

"You are awake," she said. 

"And you, you are safe," I said, withdrawing from the hug. I caressed her hair, feeling my heart healing a little. 

"Why are you crying?" She asked, wiping my tears with her palm. 

"I am just happy to see you. I thought they hurt you or something." 

She shook my head. "They gave me ice cream and cookies. I was in a movie room with a kid called Glen." 

I furrowed my brows slightly.

"His name is Marcel Junior." Marcel took our attention. "Not Glen like his mother calls him," he said, rolling his eyes slightly. 

I held Vicky's hand as I got on my feet. 

I cleared my throat, wiping my face and sniffling. 

I rested my eyes on Marcel. 

He is staring at me. 

"Thank you for not hurting my sister and for taking care of her." 

"Hmm. I couldn't let you kill me like you said you would earlier." 

I moved Vicky behind me guiltily, straightening up. 

"We would like to leave please." 

He scoffed. "Leave?" 

"Yes." 

"That's not going to happen." 

I furrowed my brows. "What?" 

"You heard me, girl. You can't leave." 

I swallowed as my thoughts wrapped around the situation I am in. 

"What am I? Your prisoner?" 

He scoffed. 

"Big Kai will come for you if you keep me here as your prisoner," I said. 

He raised his hands slightly. 

"I want him to come. He has to come and pick you up." 

My heart picked up. 

"I can't call him. I don't have his fucking contact. I haven't had it in decades now. You have to call him so he can come a pick you up." 

I lowered my gaze, recalling Mrs Kincaid in the pool of her blood. The pictures Imani took attacked my sanity. 

Her evil laughter and all. 

"Your phone is on the nightstand over there." Marcel took me out of my thoughts, making me look at him. 

He gestured at the nightstand.

I saw my phone on it. 

I didn't see it earlier. 

"Go ahead and call him." 

I held Vicky's hand tightly, lowering my gaze. 

"Is there a problem?" Marcel asked. 

I looked at him. 

"Hurry up and call your man. The night is still young. It is what? Past nine pm or somethin'. Call him already. I would love to have him here with his men. That shit is going to be fun." 

I lowered my gaze, thinking about what to do. 

"He's gonna want to kill me for having his girl in my custody. We're gonna have a blast like back in the day. I missed those days so much. We would cross paths and point guns at each other's faces. Now, we big dawgs, our men hold the guns for us. Big Kai Kincaid is just my favourite enemy, you know?" 

I looked at him. 

"You haven't heard of that, have you? Best enemies?"

I kept staring at him.

"You should get yourself some of those. They make life fun."

I looked away. 

"I wonder why he isn't here yet. He should know where you are. He is a smart man. He sure does trackers. Or aren't the rumors true?" 

I looked at him. 

"Doesn't he cherish you more than his fucking name like the rumors say?"