Punishment

I didn't feel 100% right about this. I mean, kill these girls just because Castellano killed Pops. I wanted to go after Castellano himself, but Dante ketp telling me over and over that Castellan would hurt more if we killed his pride and joy. We stood, staring at them, bound, gagged, and blind folded from across the warehouse. "I don't know, Dante. I want the fucker to suffer just as much as you do, but..." I held up my hand, gesturing to the girls. "These girls are innocent. Should they really have to suffer for what Castellano has done?"

I knew A was with me, but I didn't know where we were. I couldn't see anything. I couldn't speak, and my hands were tied behind my back to A's hands. I was holding her hands, trying to draw strength from them so I didn't completely lose it. As much as I hated living with Castellano, I wanted to go home, because ... what was the saying? "Better the evil you know than the evil you don't." I had no idea who had us or why, but I just wanted to go home where at least I knew what I was up against.

My shoulders slumped and I sighed heavily. I knew he was right... God did I. The thought of putting a gun to both of their heads and blowing their brains out didn't seem appealing. They were young, had their entire lives ahead of them. It wasn't fair. "You're right... so what the hell do we do? I mean we got them! If we take them back now they'll tell Tony what we did and we'll be fucked! And sending them back doesn't hurt the cocksucker!"

I felt tears prick my eyes when B touched my hand. I knew she was the one behind me. I knew her by touch, smell. That's how close we were. We were all each other had. And because of that we were closer than most people. I could also tell she was as scared as I was. I tried to stop the tear rolling down from my eye from coming out but it did anyways, soaking in the gag in my mouth. I rubbed her hand back, sighing heavily.

I gripped at A's hand tighter. I knew she was crying, even if only slightly. She was fighting it as much as I was. If this was the end, I was glad I was here with her. There isn't anyone I'd rather spend my last few moments with.

I looked at the girls for a moment longer before turning back to my brother. "We take them. Away from here. Remember that nurse I was saw a few times a while ago?" Ok, so sleeping with her doesn't constitute as going with her or anything, but what does it really matter right about now. "I can get her to let us into the morgue. We could get some dead broads and make it look like these two died in a... a car crash or something. Castellano will never know the difference."

I tried to turn my head some so I could see B but it wasn't easy. So I gave up and settled for rubbing her hand some more. It was helping me feel better I just hoped it was helping her too.

I scrubbed a hand over my jaw, smiling slightly. "Not a car crash. We blew them up outside his club. He can lose his precious girls and club at the same time." I smacked a hand on my brother's shoulder. "I should've never doubted your smarts, big brother." I smiled.

I heard laughter coming from whoever it was who had us and closed my eyes tightly held onto A's hand tighter. I didn't like this, but I wasn't going to break down in front of them or my sister.

I laughed loudly, shaking my head. "You're damned right you shouldn't have." I looked over at the girls. "So, what do you want to do with them now?" I smirked over at him. "Take them home and have our way with them?" I knew we needed to get down to business, but I could have a little fun in the mean time, couldn't I?

I tried to wiggle my feet out of the ropes around my ankles but couldn't manage it. I heard laughter and tensed. I suddenly felt cold but knew it wasn't because I was wearing a skirt.

"We can take them back to the mansion but do you honestly believe they'll have any fun with us? I'm a lot of things... a rapist is not one of them." I laughed, walking over to the girls, bending down in front of the darker haired one of the two and pulling her blindfold down. "You play nicely and I won't be forced to take any action, okay?"

I nodded my head, softly, just hoping he would be nice before he killed me. What was I thinking? He's going to kill me anyway.

I pulled down the other girl's blindfold, looking up at her. God, she was pretty. But I reminded myself I had to focus. "You going to be good for my brother and me, baby?"

I glared slightly, nodding my head. My eyes took a second to focus before I realized who I was staring at. One of The Frost brothers. The same one who tried to talk me out of leaving Tony's. I actually thought he was a nice guy... what a fool I was.

"Great, make my job easy for me." I flashed her a dimpled smile before tugging at the ropes on her ankles.

I glared at him. Cute or not, he shouldn't be kidnapping innocent girls like A and me.

"You know," I said, untying the ropes around her ankles, letting my hand caress her thigh softly. "You have really pretty eyes. I could get lost in them."

I wiggled my leg, trying to get his hand off my bare thigh, glaring as I did. I didn't care what he could get lost in. I wish it was a bucket of acid but still.

"Feisty. I like that." I smirked at her, tossing the ropes aside and reach up to tug her gag down. "I bet you talk real pretty with those sexy lips of yours too, huh?"

"You shouldn't speak to a woman like that, Mr. Frost," I said, turning to look at A. "Are you alright, A?"

I pulled down her gag so she could speak to her sister before pulling Dante to a stand. "Something tells me they're not going to make this easy on us."

"I'm fine. You, B?" I asked, glaring at Jackson's legs near me.

I raised my eyebrow at her, chuckling. She was amusing to say the least. Jackson tugged me to stand and I looked at him. "Of course not. Nothing in our live is easy. Just roll with the punches like always.."

"I am." Turning, I glared up at the Frosts. "Alright. You've had your fun. Now let us go, and we promise, we won't tell Tony the bad little boys you've been."