Kidnapped By Assassins: A Hacker's Story

8. Broken Heels & Bruised Egos

Eli Santo POV

"If you're done being a pain in the ass Miss Maston?" I ask. she could hear my annoyance and I was waiting for a snide sarcastic remark.

"Actually, Elizer I am not done being a pain in the ass" yep there's the remark. I thought to myself until I came to the realization that she new my full name?! Leo!

" You f*****g d**k Leo, you told her my name?!" I shouted at him, waiting for him to respond, Jordan responded however.

"Actually he was very forthcoming with it, what he neglected to divulge is how that you've got a stick so far up your ass that you can still walk straight!" she yelled at me.

I could feel my blood boiling, attempting to calm myself.

"Get her in the f*****g car Miles!" I could feel my fists strain as I clenched them. Honestly, I never thought an 18 year old computer nerd and hacker could be such a pain in the ass, and I wasn't even there when the boys got her out of town, I just met her at the airport, about 12 hours prior, and that's 12 hours I will never get back thanks to her snooping, and just plain annoying nature.

Miles walks closer to the car and Jonathan goes to the other side of the car and gets in. Miles bounced her off his shoulder and shoved her in the car. I could see her struggling in the back seat. Leo then enters the driver seat and I Slip into the passenger seat. I could hear her struggling and grunting in the back seat and it gave mind pleasure to see the b***h struggle. I was in my own thoughts and was brought back out of them when I felt a force behind me, and I fly forward towards the dashboard and my nose makes contact.

*Crraaackk!!!!*

"f**k!!!" I yell.

I spin around and face her. I felt that my eyes were black in anger and I felt the blood dripping, out of my nose. Before I could reach for her, Miles Stabbed her in the leg with a sedative, I could see her continuing to fight and a smile appeared on my lips as she the sedative was beginning to take effect. I could still feel the blood running from my now broken nose. she looks at me and begins to smirk "a broken nose looks good on y-you... Elizer" she hissed. the smile falls from my face and she's out like a light.

Fucking brat!

25 minutes later (On the road to unknown location)

"how's the nose Eli?" I hear Miles from the back seat, sounding somewhat concerned.

"it f*****g Hurts like hell, what the f**k do you think it feels like?!" I reply angrily.

"Hey, Hey, I was actually asking how you were, you don't have to bite my head off, I wasn't the one who broke your nose, sheesh.." he retorts. I wasn't going to apologise, the b***h broke my nose, and since when did Miles care about me? Never.

"we're still 40 minutes out, Miles how long is the sedative suppose to last?" I hear Jonathan ask in the backseat.

"it depends on how fast her metabolism is she might need another dose soon." he replies uninterested.

I turned around and saw Miles looking out his window and I saw Jordan knocked out leaning on Jonathan. "God!, she's got so much bloody hair!" he complains, as he attempts to unravel himself from her tangled long hair. Her legs were stretched across the seat and partly on Miles lap. This is a lot of effort for a hacker, I'm sure that there were hackers in the country, why her? why did Kane want her specifically? suppose we'll find out soon enough.

A/n this next part in the chapter is in Jordan's POV, and is a memory. Content warning. contains, abuse (both verbal and physical)

Jordan Maston POV

"Jordan get your f*****g ass down here, you waste of space!" I heard my foster mum yell from downstairs. To them, I was just another p*****t, not a person, not a seven year old child that needed love, just money. It was my seventh birthday today, and that just meant 'birthday punches' and not from my foster siblings, who were at school, but from my drunk foster parents. I wasn't allowed to go to school, they thought that I was already a waste of space and money so I wasn't allowed to go. There wasn't any point in telling anyone, who'd believe me? I was a young orphan who, in the eyes of everyone would lie to get attention, and my foster 'parents' were the perfect couple, loved by everyone in town. I heard stomping up the stairs and braced myself for the attack. the door swung open and in front of me were my foster parents, Tamara, and her husband Mark were both holding broken bottles. my eye widened in horror.

"Happy Birthday you waste of space" I hear her hiss at me as she took a step closer with the broken bottle and Mark in tow of her.

.......

"Can't wait for next year!" I hear Mark laugh as they walked out of my tiny room once they finished with me. I stood up carefully and made my way into the bathroom across from my room, I saw the blood dripping from my face and the cuts and bruises on my arms and legs throbbed. a few minutes passed and I finished what I could do with the very limited medical supplies. the door bell rang and I stepped out of the bathroom and to the top of the stairs, hiding behind the corner, I saw Tamara answer the door, and there was three figures.

"We have reason to believe that you are treating your foster child..." the tall lady paused "Jordan Miller, wrongly" she was dead serious and I saw Mark come into view. "Who the f**k told you that?" he demanded "we've done nothing to that -useless- I mean wonderful child" he stuttered, changing his story. "Sir, I suggest you move out of my way or I will have my associates remove you from my way" she threatened him. Tamara took him by the arm and they both stepped aside, she remained silent. The lady was beautiful, her red hair was in a high ponytail , her green eyes were bright and also showed off her freckles that were on her cheeks, she shuffled into the door followed by two large men, they were both around the same height, the one on the left, who looked to be in his mid thirties, had the beginnings of a beard on his chin and his brown eyes fitted nicely in his face, he had a serious expression on his face. The other man was younger, he looked like a trainee, like it was his first day on the job or something, he was clean cut and wore a suit similar to the first man. they all walked into the house while Mark and Tamara were standing to the side, a couple of other men walked in along with the older man, took my foster parents into the living room while the lady and younger man began walking up the stairs towards me. I was scared, but not as scared as I was of my foster parents. I ran into my room as I heard their footsteps come closer, I ran into the corner of the room, grabbing my toy wolf, named Wolfie, and holding on to him as tightly as I could, the door opened slowly and it was the younger man first, followed by the red haired lady. he walked up to me and sat down in front of me. "Jordan?, my name is Simon, and this here..." he gestured towards the lady "is my friend Stephanie, we're hear to help, we want you to be somewhere safe, where you won't get hurt." he paused and looked down at my arms and my face and saw the fresh bandages I placed on the cuts. I took a moment and sat there in silence for a moment, fidgeting with Wolfie's tag. I looked up to the man, who had a sincere smile on his face.

"c-can I bring my Wolfie?" I ask quietly.

"Sweetheart, of course you can, come here..." he stood up and offered me his hand I took it and he picked me up, they didn't bother to pack anything, my toy was the only real thing that I could say was mine, I lived in rag-like clothes and there wasn't much to save. he placed his hand on my head and I rested on his shoulder. we walked out of the old musty house and my life was changed forever.

.......

"Mr and Mrs Maston, this is Jordan..." I was holding Simon's hand and Wolfie in the other.

"its a pleasure to meet you Jordan." the pretty lady smiled at me, and the man did the same, I let go of Simon's hand and walked up to them and smiled.

"Hi" I said with the biggest smile on my face.

Its weird how sometimes a single thing, a single day, can change not only your life but also how you see the world. Sometimes life gets so bad that you have no idea what the good is any more, but then a series of events makes you have faith in humanity again.

Miles Carson POV

35 minutes later

She was terrified, honestly though, I can't blame her, and I did like the idea that she stood up to Eli, even though that's usually a very bad idea. The broken nose was a nice touch, I can feel the hatred and anger radiating off him in the front seat.

I was brought out of my thoughts when I felt Jordan starting to stir. While she was angry about the sedative, she aimed her anger at Eli, maybe because he was taking pleasure in her misfortune. I'd break his nose too if that was the case

She was starting to move around a bit more but I was hesitant to give her another injection. I don't know why, just because?

"we're two minutes out" Leo says from the driver's seat.

"alright, she's starting to wake up, but she won't be about to do much at the moment, she'll still be pretty groggy and out of it." I say outloud.

"good, f*****g b***h" I hear Eli say under his breath,still clutching his nose.

We pull into the long driveway and start heading towards the house. The huge house.

"I'll take her" I volunteer.

"whatever," Eli hisses

"alright" Leo says.

"sure" Jonathan nods.

Leo puts the car in park and they all get out, by this time Jordan is laying across the back seat. Still out of it, but awake. Well, sort of.

"p-please, I don't want the broken bottles a-again, please" she says outloud in a whisper. What was she talking about? My eye widen and I just stare at her. Broken bottles? What was she dreaming about?

She sits up partly in the seat, I can see that she is still pretty out of it. I open and close my door and head around to the other side.

Jordan Maston POV

After my memory I woke up, my eyes met with Miles' and I attempted to move away from him. I felt horrible, everything was fuzzy and I felt buzzed. Don't sedative and attempt to escape, something tells me that it isn't going to end well... Just a guess.

Miles opens the door and I attempt to shuffle to the other side of the car. "Common Angel" he says to me as he grabs me under my arms and pulls me out of the car. My legs are wobbly and I can't stand up for the life of me. He leans me up against the boot of the car. I start to shiver, out of fear or being cold you ask? Both. He looks at me. "are you cold?" he asks me and I nod as my teeth chatter. f*****g England, and their cold weather.

He unzips his jacket. "put this on" he tells me, I slide my arms into the sleeves and I'm close to his chest. I could feel his warmth. "common Angel, let's go inside." he says as he zips the jacket up. "n-no" I say just above a whisper. "defiant till the end angel?" he states clocking an eyebrow. As he raises his hand at me, I flinch. I open my eyes and see him staring at me, in confusion? He raises his hand to my face and moves a stray hair out of my face and behind my ear.

*ring ring*

He sighs before pulling his phone out of his pocket. Now my chance to run!

I watch him carefully.

"hello?"

"we're at the house, how far away are you?"

"okay, see you in a few"

"yes, she is beautiful" he pauses to stare at me. I gawk at him not knowing what to say. Instead I attempts to make a run for it. I slide under his arm and attempt to run.

"yeah, hang on a second" I hear from behind me. He grabs my waist and pulls me back into his chest, I attempt to squirm but he wouldn't release his grip. Thanks to the needle he stuck in my leg, I didn't have enough energy to fight for long.

"yeah, I see the lights" I look down the long winding driveway and saw a sleek, black car coming towards us. He hangs up his phone and puts in back in his pocket before wrapping his other arm around my waist. Pulling me closer. I could feel the goosebumps on my legs, getting their own goosebumps. I was cold, scared and a bunch of new, scary and probably hot guys were going to get out the car that was now parked in front of me. I began attempting to pry Miles hand away from my waist. The doors of the car opened and out stepped, yep, you guessed it, a bunch of evily hot guys. Great, just great.

The first one I noticed was the driver, he had grey-blue eyes, and silver hair, he looked to be in his late 50s and was wearing a suit, he seemed to have a sad aura about him. My eyes moved to the front seat passenger, he had black hair, shaved on both sides and length on the top, he wore black jeans and a leather jacket along with a white t-shirt underneath, his 'bad-boy' vibe was seeping through his hotness. What the f**k? Did I just think that? f**k. His blue eyes made contact with mine and we stared at one another while I was still trying to escape Miles' ninja grip. The next person to get out of the car was a woman, probably in her late 30s, she had dirty blonde hair which came to her shoulders and she wore a skin tight deep blue dress with six inch heels of a similar colour. And the last passenger was a younger woman, she had brown hair, in a messy bun, and had hazel eyes, she wore baggy jeans and a leather jacket. They all began walking towards us and I gritted my teeth.

Correction. A bunch of hot 'people' not guys. Although blue eyes was pretty hot. God, stop! You stupid hormones.

"Miles my man" blue eyes pauses and looks me up and down. "this is her?" he asks. "the one and only" Miles replies. "but man, you said beautiful, she's drop dead gorgeous!" he says running a hand through his hair.

Flattery will get you no where sweetheart.

"why not?" he asks, f**k, I said that out loud. God why do I hate myself so much.

"because, I was kidnapped by a bunch of assholes and I've just broken two noses in a matter of less than two days and believe me when you don't want to be the third, just ask Elizer..." i reply staring straight at him.

He gives me a smirk. "well, I'll be sure to keep my distance, baby" baby? Is he f*****g serious? Princess, Angel, sweetheart and now baby? Enough with the f*****g pet names!!

"common boys, let's head inside, I'm starving" blue heels suggests. Sending a disgusted look my way.

"blondie!" I ask. Somewhat politely. Okay very rudely. But I've had enough with attitude.

"what?"she hisses as she turns on her heel and it breaks, and she falls to the ground.

Before I had a chance to send a sarcastic remark her way or laugh Miles covers my mouth with his hand.

"mmrhmm Dick." was my muffled reply. "best be getting inside" he says. "Marcus can you help Rosa inside please?" he asks the driver.

"of course sir" he replies politely.

"Seth, Belle let's head inside, before someone does something she'll regret." he says in my ear, and I roll my eyes in response. Both Seth and Belle laugh after seeing my reaction. Miles removes his hand from my mouth, spins me around and throws me over his shoulder again. I didn't see any point in fighting, I couldn't get out of his grasp last time, I couldn't see it happening now either, especially seeing that there were more people to watch me. Dammit.

I started to plat my hair while on his shoulder, I finish by the time we get to the door, as Miles was opening the door I was face to face with Belle and Seth.

Miles opens the door and walks in towards what I can only assume is the living room and throws me on the couch. "fuck." I state as I land on the leather pillow. I'm laying across the couch and my head is raised to stare at the asshole abductors. "are you hungry Angel?" Miles asks. And I flop my head back down onto the couch, my plat falling over the side of the couch. I am a bit hungry, but they'll probably drug it or something.

"it's quite rude to ignore people" he states.

"it's quite rude to abduct people and fly them to another country." I retort.

"touché" he laughs. d**k.

The new people Seth and Belle flopped onto the couch opposite me and stared at me.

I raise my hand and wave them off. "take a picture, it'll last longer." I suggest. Seth chuckles and Belle stares at me, more like gawking at me, a smirk appearing on her lips. Before I could say anything I heard other voices coming into the room, I stretch my head upside down and saw Leo, Jace and Eli. Prick.

I put my head back down and am laying flat on the couch, still feeling pretty shitty and groggy. Eli leans over me and stares, he had a bandage over his nose, it looked like someone put it back in place. You know, after I smashed it against the dashboard. Oops, my bad?

"how's the nose Elizer?" I ask laced with sarcasm. He grits his teeth at me.

"just fine, Miss Maston, thank you for your concern." he replies politely. Politely? Eli polite? Wow. You sure there isn't a hidden camera somewhere?

"Belle..." Eli pauses. "... Can you please take Jordan upstairs and get her some clothes, something more suitable to London weather perhaps." I think he's just trying to get rid of me. My ears are probably going to start burning.

"sure E." she replies. "common girl."she stands up and looks at me. I raise my finger, " on one condition, you don't dress me like the high and mighty b***h who fell on her ass out there." she laughs at my remark along with Seth and Leo. While Eli rolls his eyes. He's got an attitude problem. " I'm coming to" the Seth bloke says as he stands up. Great, another guy. I sit up and unzipped Miles' jacket and threw it at him. "thanks Angel" he says as he winks at me. I turn around and head for the door behind Seth and Belle. I was pretty sure I felt eyes on my ass.