Sold To A Gang Leader

(Two faced)

Shawna's POV

I tightened my eyes waiting for the time that I'm gonna die but nothing happened.

With my hands covering my both eyes, I wondered what was going on.

I instead heard the door open.

I uncovered my eyes to see that the truck stopped right in front of us and Dillion is already outside the car.

The urge to puke came again and I opened the other side and immediately released everything inside my mouth. I feel weak, scared, sick. I feel all the terrible things in the world.

The driver of the truck came down with a parcel.

"Boss" I heard him call.

"Sorry for coming late" the driver said confusing me.

Do they know each other or what?

He handed the parcel to Dillion who collected it and peeped into it.

"How are the others?" Dillion asked his eyes on the parcel.

"They are good boss but um...I have got a problem" the guy said.

"What is it?" Dillion asked looking up to him.

"The cops, they are on my tail and they'll be here anytime soon"; the guy replied.

Oh my gosh! The cops? I thought.

"You know how to avert them, don't you?" Dillion asked him.

"Of course, I'm just worrying, since it's already with you. You might want to leave now. If they get me they can't get anything out of me now" he said.

"They can't get me either if that's what you're worrying about, go on. Be careful" Dillion said for the first time in a cool concerned tone.

"Yes sir" the guy replied and bowed a little before turning back to his truck.

He got in, started the truck, moved back and left.

It didn't take up to five minutes, we started hearing the cops siren.

Dillion turned to look at me, he probably hasn't noticed until now that I am outside. He's eyes went down to the stuff I vomited and he made an irritated face which got me embarrassed.

I wiped my mouth clean with my hand and wanted to open the door but he stopped me.

"Hey wait" he hushed and went to the booth. He brought out a table water and threw it to me.

I collected it in relief, I washed my mouth, my hands and even my face.

By the time I was done the cops already showed up. About three of the cops car stopped around us. Two cops men came down from the car and came to us.

"Hey, did you see any truck around here?" One of them asked staring at Dillion.

Dillion wasn't looking at them, he was doing something or hiding the parcel inside the car.

"No" he answered bringing his head out of the car.

"Oh Mr Mark" the cop exclaimed and he's eyes diverted to me.

"I'm so sorry, I never knew you were the one" the cop apologized.

"Yeah, it's okay" Dillion replied with a smirk on. A very dirty one.

I think this guy is two faced.

"So, you didn't see any truck around here, huh?" The cop asked again.

"Of course" replied Dillion.

"Alright, we'll leave you now. Sorry for disturbing" the cop said the last part staring at me.

"Hey! Let's go" the cop waved at the others.

They got into the car and was about going before Dillion stopped them.

"You might want to check out this side, I think i saw a truck down there on my way. I aren't sure tho" Dillion pointed at a very different direction. Goodness! This guy. He is something else.

"Yeah thanks Mr Mark, we appreciate" the cops thanked him and followed his direction.

I heard Dillion sigh immediately and he got into the car, I didn't need him to tell me before I opened the other side and got in.

Immediately he started and drove off.

When he finally arrived I couldn't bear it anymore.

My chest pains has started again. He drove crazily roughly on our way back. Almost collided with three different cars.

How am I sure he is not doing this to really scare me? It won't kill him to drive normally.

He even got me now.

He came down from the car and left immediately leaving me leaning on the car. My hands placed on my hurting chest with my eyes tightly shut.

Oh christ! When will I stop feeling this pain? This terrible pain always caused by fear. It's becoming unbearable for me.

After resting for a short while, I decided to go in. The pain didn't leave me, it just hooked me around my chest region but I still managed.

I bombed into ma'am Sandra on the way who looked surprised seeing me in that state.

"What is it?" What is wrong with you Shawna? She asked concerned and fear visible in her voice.

"I'm...okay ma'am, I just need a cup of water" I replied.

"Okay sit here" she led me to the couch and made me sit while she ran around and got me a cup of water.

She gave it to me and I sipped from it.

"Shawna, are you sure you are okay?" She asked trying to remove my hand from my chest.

"No...it's okay" I muttered.

"No you're not okay, you look like a ghost, who's blood got drained" she said which made me chuckle.

A ghost who's blood got drained? What does that mean?

I started feeling dizzy.

"Shawna!!" The call was distant.

"Are you really okay?"

"You're passing out! Your temperature is raising!" I kept hearing ma'am Sandra distant voice until I couldn't see or hear a thing again.