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  As for Harry, he doesn't trust me as far as he can throw me, he has allowed Andrew to take advantage of me too. I feel sick just reliving it, but this is my life now and one I have had to accept. I did however find out why no-one was out looking for me, why the five years I’ve spent in this hell hole have gone unnoticed from the world, from my family. I have Harry to thank for that, you see after he killed Wyatt.

  I remember the day I was taken to a secluded part of the compound, the room was cold and smelt of death. I could hear the whimpering of a women, I thought I recognised her but I couldn't be sure. My senses were shot to hell. This room was filled with implements that would best describe it as a torture chamber.

  There was knives lining the walls, screwdrivers, a huge vice was standing in the corner. but dead centre of the room was a guillotine. The colour drained from my whole body, I was shaking from fear. However their strapped to the guillotine was a woman,

  a middle age woman who at first I didn't recognise until her feared filled eyes looked up at me. “Mum?”

  Dropping to my knees, I’m trying to comprehend what’s in front of me. The panic I’m feeling hoping this is just on big fucking nightmare that I seriously need to wake up from.

  “Now, now Angel, you see I have this problem” What the fuck is he going on about now? He has a fucking problem, my mum is strapped to a bloody guillotine, with her arms bent in awkward angels and are they… What the fuck, huge iron pins used for railway line are hammered into her legs.

  “You see Angel, everyone else seems to do as I ask., however there was only one person who seemed to still have a problem with what I was asking. So my men brought her here for me to talk to.......But as soon as I saw her I knew exactly who she was, so perhaps you can talk the bitch and get her to see sense.” Really he’s just asked me that, my mum is nailed to the ground literally with a huge fucking blade hanging above her head and he wants me to get her to listen to him. He’s fucking nuts!

  I look towards Bailey and he is burning with anger, he’s fighting his every ounce of strength from tearing this place up. He knows what she means to me and that she is all I have got in this world, he knows I would do anything to keep her safe.

  “Harry, please let my mum go please I’m begging you. I won't fight with you again, just please let my mum go unharmed.”

  Tears are flowing so heavily I know but I can't stop them I’m in full blown panic and looking at my mum is killing me. She’s crying too, there’s nothing more I want to do than to crawl over to her and tell her everything is going to be ok, but I know that would be a lie, I know Harry... I’m about to lose my mum forever.

  “Now Angel, you know I would love to give you everything in the world......I’m just a little confused.” Oh fuck! Where is he going with this?“ She seems to think your name is Morgan...But I tried to correct her in saying your name is Summer.”

  I look out the corner of my eye and see my mum’s face its white as a ghost, she mouths something although I’m not quite sure what.

  “Harry, this is my mum, and I am Summer” lies that’s all I’m saying fucking lies to try and save us all. “I changed my name to Summer for my friends and when I met Wyatt.”

  This is bullshit I’m spilling but I don’t care I am not telling him that, I just need to buy us all some time.

  “So Morgan was your given name and you changed it to Summer?..... Well Angel I’m glad you told me the truth and personally I think Summer is better too.” Fuck I can’t believe he bought it. Looking up into Harry’s eyes I see a black hole there, I can never read him.

  “Angel it’s time to say goodbye”, wait what?

  “Goodbye, why”

  Before I even get my answer out fully, I hear the sound of the blade gliding down the wood, slicing through flesh as I hear a grunt then nothing but silence. Looking over at the guillotine I see my mums head rolling around on the floor.

  Holy fucking shit!!

  “What the fuck did you do?” Balling my eyes and screaming at them all, “I can’t believe you fucking did that, that’s my mum, was it not enough you took me from her, from Wyatt and everything I had grown to love. What’s wrong with you?”

  Hitting out at Harry because I want to cause him physical pain for what he has just done to me, I throw up everywhere with my body shaking but I still try to continue to fight. The fucking bastard has just killed my last hope of survival, no-one in their right mind will come looking for me now. As of right now I am completely dead to the world. My mother didn't deserve any of this, she has been caught in a web of deceit as she looked on at her battered and bruised daughter before finding a disgusting and immediate end. Harry has finally succeeded in cutting off all my ties to the outside world, to freedom. First Wyatt and now my mum, everyone has gone.

  I’m hysterical I know this but I have every right to be, I’ve fallen hard onto my knees as I cry there uncontrollable. I can feel someone moving behind me, I’ve no idea who it is and I don't fucking care. My whole world has just come crashing down around me, darkness is all I can see. The pain of my heart being torn the hell out has me screaming in anguish.

  Chapter Twenty-Six

  Bailey

  I can’t believe the fucker done that. What the fuck am I supposed to do now. I thought when I had put that bullet in Wyatt and told Harry he was done that would be it, over. Then the mother fucker goes and brings her mum into it. FUCK! He’s one sick bastard

  He’s had his nephew killed, granted I did the killing, but it was the only way to save Wyatt from anything else. It’s been two years since I shot him, it killed me for months that I did it. Some best friend I am, but boy was it fun gunning down Jeff, that was pure payback of my own and the dip-shit wasn't even suspecting a thing. Now which one of his boys will pay for this bloody scene we have here today. As a fucking punch bag isn't going to get rid of this frustration, this needs to be paid back in blood.

  Scooping Summer into my arms, my heart is breaking for her. I carry her down the hall which leads to the room she has been living in. I’m holding her closely and tightly, she didn't fucking deserve that. The woman who was becoming a fighter is now falling apart in my arms, the walls she had up and I happily knocked down are now reinforced behind solid steel.

  Getting on her bed with her I’m still holding her close. I won't let her feel this way alone, not a chance. I will make that bastard pay for this too, in the most disgusting way possible if I have my way. Looking at Summer I can’t help but feel the pang in my heart, she is a girl who would make any man weak at the knees. Her smile lights up a room, her eyes shine as bright as the stars, and she turns me on with the way her northern accent leaves those fuck me lips. If only she had met me first. There’s definitely something different about her though. I’m not quite sure what, I can't quite put my finger on it. I can’t really blame her for changing with all that she has been through, to be honest I’m surprised she’s lasted this long.

  “Bailey why did he do it? Why her?”

  “Sshh Princess, I don’t know, I didn't even know she was here. I’m so sorry, I would have done anything in my power to help you and her you know that right?”

  Nodding she pushes her face into my chest, she is still sobbing her heart out.

  “It hurts so badly,”

  “I know baby I know” Baby? Where did that come from?

  After a while her breathing evens and I know she has worn herself out, I gently ease her off me and I head out to deal with the bastard. As I leave her room I run into someone,

  “Bailey” That drunk arse, drugged up to the max Andrew wants me. Damn that boy stinks and he’s Harry’s right hand man. Well for now he is anyway.

  “Andrew to what do I owe the pleasure?” Well I never said I wasn't a sarcastic bastard.

  “Fuck you dick-head, the boss wants you in his office” Just perfect.

  “I guess you will be following me to the all and mighty one?” I can't even help the small chuckle that leaves my lips, I seriously amuse myself w
ith the shit I come out with. Oh dear Andrews brows are frowning at me that’s just hilarious, he’s always high and spaced out I’m surprised he knows he own name never mind the messages he delivers.

  “Well there’s no need to be like that you dumb fuck, I was just relaying a message and you know full well I have to make sure you go straight there so deal with yeah.... and keep your trap form running.” Oh this shit just keeps getting funnier.

  “Yes sir” saluting as I walk pass, and he says I’m the dumb fuck, fucking prick.

  As we walk through the compound I take note on how many men are hanging around here nowadays, not as many as usual it would seem. As we continue to head to where Harry is hiding which usually his office with a brandy in one hand, a fat Cuban in another and we can’t forget the girl that would be rubbing herself up him. Fucking muppet why he needs Summer I’ll never know if all he’s going to do is treat her like shit and fuck her over. I couldn’t believe all the marks he’s made on her body, I think I might just kill Harry myself. Mark him up pretty good that could be fun.

  I need to stop chuckling to myself of all these scenarios going through my mind even if they are pretty good. Let’s just concentrate on the job in hand getting into why do they say???? Oh yeah! Harry dick-face Kings mind. Small smile on my face as we get to the office of the one and only Mr Glory himself.

  “Ahhhh Bailey my man” seriously he thinks were best buds? Well, he needs to think again.

  “You asked to see me” even tone that’s good, oh I’m one good master of disguise.

  “Yes, you see after todays let’s say, activities I’m pretty sure Summer is going to harm herself and I need someone I can trust to stop her from doing anything stupid.” Well, I didn't see that coming.

  “You want me to babysit the girl you kidnapped and who’s mothers head you've just stuck through a guillotine, because you think she may harm herself have I got that right?” Anger that’s what I’m seeing in his beady eyes right now, don’t smile, don't smile, don't smile. I remind myself.

  “Yes Bailey that’s about the size of it. So can I count on you or am I going to put Andrew in there? I’m pretty sure he wouldn't be able to keep his hands off of her.”

  “I suppose I can do this task. How do you want me to go about taking care of her well- being?” This is just perfect he’s handing her over to me, this will make my job so much easier.

  “I want you to stay with Summer for a few days get her to calm the fuck down, I also want you to keep your mother fucking hands off her because if you touch her I WILL destroy you, Do I make myself clear?”

  “Crystal” already too late for that

  “Good, well you best start right now then hadn't you.” With a nod of my head I leave his office.

  Heading back through the compound I grab some water and some of Summer’s favourite Reese’s peanut butter cups (nut cups). Quickly and quietly I enter her room, locking the door behind me. Placing the items on the floor I walk over to where Summer is lying. God even in this state she’s still beautiful, even though her long chocolate brown hair is matted and tangled she still looks like an angel. Oh hell no, I am not going to compare her to an angel again, that’s fuck faces pet name for her.

  Just as I lay beside her she rolls towards me, wrapping herself around me. I can't even stop the smile that plays on my lips, she’s so beautiful and we have become so close. She knows I will do anything she asks of me within my power of course. I can’t help myself as a finger reaches out and lightly pulls and gently removes the hair from her face, I just want to look at her beauty as she peacefully sleeps escaping from the reality that she is living. It’s heart breaking to see her go through all this shit, she used be so care free and full of life.

  Yeah she had an idea what was going on with Wyatt and I, even though we did our best not to get her involved. Summer just wanted to enjoy life because you never knew where you was going to end up.

  I feel like a ball of nerves, I have no idea how she’s going to react to me being here when she finally wakes up. I mean she was ok when I took her away from that nightmare scene, but now it’s entirely different. One look at me and she could kick my arse all the way to Edinburgh and back.

  Chapter Twenty-Seven

  Morgan

  Suddenly I’m cold and frozen, darkness is surrounding me and the smell of staleness is stinging at my nose. Hands are touching me in ways that are repulsive and make me sick. Sounds of people screaming, the look of horror in the eyes of someone familiar looking at me but whose? Then as the penny drops I realise it’s not a nightmare it fucking real and those screams are mine and those eyes I see are similar to mine they’re my mums.

  Gasping for air and frantically searching my surroundings I try to get a handle on things, my mum is dead that mother fucker murdered her. He knew the one thing to get me to co-operate and he went and fucking killed her. I’m all alone now what the heck am I supposed to do. Tears are falling down my face, there is no control over them. I am never going to be able to stop.

  “Oh mum I’m so sorry” I say out loud throwing my face into my hands as I sob even more.

  “Sshhh, I’ve got you Princess, I’ve got you”

  “Bailey” a barely there whisper leaves my lips

  I am so glad he is here holding me, I will only ever trust him to protect me and love me in a way that shows he cares. I need his strength to help me carry on, to help me get payback against the arsehole.

  “Yeah Princess, it’s me. I won’t ever leave you if I can help it. I promise you”

  I wrap myself around him as tight as possible, if I could crawl inside him I would, though I don't even think that would be enough either.

  “Look Summer I’m going to level with you, I don't want you to get upset ok, it’s been a very distressing situation and I am really worried about you. Now don’t go all crazy on me because I know you, you have a temper of a pit bull terrier.”

  Did he really just say that to me? I was enjoying the fact someone is there for me, he was here for me and he goes and says something fucking dumb like that. Rage!

  “The last couple of days.” He start to explain but I quickly cut him off. “The last fucking couple of days. Who the fuck do you think you are? Do you have any idea what it is like to be taken against your will? Do you know how I REALLY feel? Why did you kill Wyatt?”

  I rise out of bed and now storming over to my bathroom, just to get some space from him. He’s making me angrier by smirking at me. Oh my god he really is smirking at me I’m so going to wipe that damn thing off his stupid sexy as hell face.

  “You think you’re a God’s damn gift to the world but your nothing but a stupid arse hole and you need to get a reality check. I am not backing down I will fight every fucking one of you, because yesterday Harry took things too fucking far. Hell you all took things far when you took me instead of whoever you were supposed to take!”

  Oh shit I can’t believe I just said that, I’ve just let slip the one piece of information that was keeping me alive. Fuck, fuck, fuck, wait to go Morgan with your big mouth. I go to turn around and hide in the bathroom but I am stopped abruptly.

  “What do you mean we took you instead of whoever we were supposed to take?”

  Shit I fucking knew he would click on to that one piece of information out of all my ranting. What a way to dig a hole for myself, I really can't see me getting out of it now dammit.

  “That isn't what I meant, I’m just so angry with you all. Everyone seems to think I’m this girl who will cower to anything you say and I won’t! I refuse to back down to men who think they can bully their damn way to power, and hurting people I love along the way, hurting me. What the hell did I ever do to anyone hmmm, like seriously tell me the answer because I swear I have no recollection of any events where I hurt someone as much as you are all hurting me.”

  Sighing I walk back to my bed and lie down throwing an arm over my face and one above my head.

  “Look Summer I get that it’s shitty for you
, I get what has taken place has being out right barbaric with what you have seen your mum go through. Unfortunately I can't tell you why you’re here or what you did to be here, because truthfully I have no fucking clue. I wish I could take your pain away Princess, you don’t deserve any of this shit and I will do my best to make it easier for you. You’ve just got to level with me ok, can you do that?”

  It’s not much he’s asking for and I sure as hell could do with a friend. I hate being on my own, my mind runs at a thousand miles a second trying to make sense of it all.

  “Ok I will level with you”

  Sitting up I look over at him, damn he is sexy with his t-shirt tight against his broad shoulders and chest, and he has jog bottoms on, really? But fuck me he makes them look good.

  “Hi, I’m Summer, I’ve been trapped here for a little over five years, and you are?” oh that stupid smirk is on his face again annoys the hell out of me.