Chapter 20
Alina
Once again, I was blindfolded and led out of the warehouse and I realized that the reason they had done this was to protect themselves from being traced by the police just in case I gave them the direction to the warehouse. It was a smart move but at the same time, my mind wasn't on that at all but on how I was going to warn Damon that in the next twenty four hours, he'd be dead. Everything I had gone through for the past few hours all felt like a dream to me, one I wanted to wake up from. Nathan, the one person we never thought could be responsible for this was actually the enemy behind closed doors.
"Now... now Alina, don't look so sullen. At least, you've got the chance to tell him everything that's happened." he cackled.
Judging from the sound of his voice, I could deduce he was sitting at the front of the vehicle, no doubt looking for every avenue to taunt me, to make me lose my calm but I wasn't going to give him that satisfaction. What more could he do to me? He had shown me how bad he could be and what's worse, I knew I better believe him.
"I promise you Nathan, you would never get away with this. I will make sure you regret everything you've done." I said with full conviction.
He laughed, taunting me further but I was determined not to lose it. There was nothing more he could do than this. As the vehicle sped on, my mind thought of the many ways Damon could take this. He was just recovering and the worst thing I could ever do to him was to lay this on him but still, I needed to let him know. Nathan was still in the team and as I thought about the whole thing, I wondered how he was going to continue attending practice knowing that he was a killer.
"I know what you're thinking..." he chuckled.
I didn't need to see his face to know that he had that stupid smirk on. "You're thinking about how I can still show my face at practice and conferences." he laughed.
"You tell me." I snapped.
"Well, let's just say I have leverage that that's never going to happen."
Confusion washed on me anew and I was finding it hard to understand what exactly he meant by those words. No matter how much I tried, I still couldn't make sense of anything he was saying.
"And that's you or should I say... your brother, Evan."
I felt cold all of a sudden as I heard my brother's name. Anger, hurt and rage filled me up and if I had my way, I knew i'd be scratching his face off but I was tied and blindfolded, too helpless to do anything.
"Oh you think I wouldn't go the extra mile to secure my safety? And just so you know, I have him on surveillance, I know his every move and one wrong move from you to the police in this case... oh well, you better get a casket ready because I'll be sending him to you in pieces."
"You bastard! I'll get you for this, i'll get you. If you hurt one hair on his head, i'll kill you." I screamed, kicking.
It took two of his men to pin me down even as he continued threats of what he was going to do to me if he ever discovered I had done something he didn't like. Now, I knew I was in deep shit. This wasn't what I had planned but when has life given you what you planned?
The vehicle stopped and just like before, I was pushed down but this time, everywhere was silent, like we were in an alleyway. My blindfold was removed and I realized we were standing just in front of my flat. I knew my brother was inside judging from the lights coming from the kitchen. In that moment, I was so scared for him because I didn't know how to protect him.
"Remember all we've discussed Alina. You be a good girl and your brother or your boyfriend doesn't have to die." he laughed, running his fingers close to my lips.
I pulled my face away but with a vice grip, he held me firm, leaning in as if to kiss me. "Get off me." I snapped.
Like a miracle, he released me before turning away without another word. The vehicle sped off into the night and in that moment, I really wished they could have a fatal car crash but wishes weren't given like that.
Hurriedly, I walked into the house and saw Evan, standing in those ridiculous pyjamas I had complained about was like an answered prayer. I knew it was only for a moment before Nathan rained down terror but at this point, I was willing to take anything.
"Hey sis... I thought you were home hours ago? Are you okay? I tried calling but your lines were dead. I didn't want to panic and call the hospital, I thought you had a late night shift but... are you okay?" he paused, suddenly seeing my dishelved look.
"Evan..." that was all I could say before the waterworks came. All of the pentup emotions I had felt ever since I was taken came crashing down on me and it only took Evan's quick hold before I crashed completely to the ground.
"What the hell happened?" he asked, carrying me up.
"Nathan... Damon is in trouble..." I heaved.
"Nathan? Who the hell is that?" he asked, confusion clearly written on his face.
I grabbed his phone, pulling up a picture of Nathan from the team's Instagram page. Evan glanced at the picture then back at me and from the look on his face, I realized he was still confused.
"Alina... you need to calm down and tell me what the fuck is going on."
Now I could see fear written all over his face. He was scared and Evan was rarely scared. The only time I had seen this exact reaction on his face was when our parents died all those years ago and he was faced with the harsh reality that he was now responsible for me. Evan was never scared.
"Don't move." he ordered.
Rising to his feet, he made his way to the kitchen, grabbing a glass cup as he filled it with water before sitting down beside me on the ground. I took the glass with shaking hands as I took everything in one big gulp. Finally, I was calm enough to talk, to tell him of the horrors I had been subjected to for hours.
"Alina, take your time. Just tell me what happened." he said, running his hands through my hair.
Taking a deep breath, I spoke and by the time I was done, Evan was left speechless. Anger was the main emotion on his face and I knew he had every right to be. I had not only been kidnapped in my own house, but I had passed through so many inhumane treatment.
"Where's that son of a bitch! I'm going to kill him." he growled.
I placed a hand on his arms. If we were to do anything, we wouldn't want to begin with killing him. Nathan had many men at his disposal and he wouldn't hesitate to kill us if we so much as did something out of line.
"We need to tell Damon about this... we can't keep him in the dark. He's involved in this as much as we are."
"Evan, I don't think I can. Look at him, he's not even fully fit... putting this on him would worsen his condition."
Silent tears streamed down my eyes even as I thought of how messed up this was. I had never even been in contact with Nathan before for him to behave this way. I had no idea I had been followed and monitored by the devil in human form.
"So what should we do? Keep quiet? Alina, you know I can't let that happen." he said.
I thought long and hard for a way but still, I knew that Damon had to know. We owed him that much and coupled with the fact that he was literally in the same team with the devil.
"Okay, let's do it."
"Good and I might just have a plan." Evan said.
I looked at him with so much hope in my eye. At that point, I didn't care if I looked desperate, hell I was if it meant protecting the men I loved. I would go to the very end of the world if that would help me deal with the monster Nathan was.
"And by the time we're done with him, Nathan would wish he never crossed us." Evan said, finally.