Chapter Twenty-Four

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Chapter twenty-four

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I woke up screaming.

Ah, thank God... It was a dream.. At least what happened earlier, well, what I thought happened.

Damn, I was still kidnapped. I just kept cool and quiet.

I heard someone try to open the door. 

I was frightened. Could it be the scientists? A mob of people trying to get me? Maybe Chris? Oh well. 

That's for me to find out.

Then, the door got kicked open. I screamed.

I saw a man with long, shaggy, black hair.

I kept screaming.

He picked me up and threw me on his shoulder.

"PUT ME DOWN...!!!"

I kicked and screamed and punched.

"Shut up," said the man, and he flicked his finger on my nose. My head bobbed back as a reaction.

I then grew tired of all of this forcing.

"Can... You just tell me.. Why you need me..?"

He laughed. "You know already! Ha!"

"I don't!!"

He blinked. "Seriously?"

I nodded. I guess I was really stupid.

He blinked again and put me down, doubling in laughter.

"You are SERIOUSLY so stupid!"

So we all thought this.

I started crying.

"Dude!! Don't cry!! Remember what happens when you cry?! You idiot!!"

"H-how do you know about all that..?!"

He laughed. I seriously need some answers. I then looked into his eyes.

His nostalgic, captivating, beautiful, deep green eyes...

I then got thrown over his shoulder again.

"FUCK YOU!!!" I screamed.

"Heh, the feeling's mutual."

I pouted.

"Are you even the guy that brought me here?!"

"Maybe."

We are not getting ANYWHERE at all.

I continued to pout.

"Where's my fuckin' sister?"

He laughed. I pouted again.

"Where are you taking me?"

He stopped walking. He looked me in the eye.

"Somewhere you'll like," he said mysteriously. 

Please tell me that it's to Ava..

She is, in fact, the reason I'm in this mess.

I can't blame my sister for this, though. She isn't even aware of what happened to me. I bet she thinks that I'm looking for her, risking my life trying to save her and that little girl...

I just thought of it.

That little girl... Was it a set-up? Was it bait and I was I fish?

I then stayed still. I needed to think.

"Finally gave up, eh?" he said with a smirk. I hated him so much.

"Sure," I said innocently. I don't give up easily. He doesn't know me.

I thought even more.

And more.

Nothing came up in my head yet.

I'll think later. I'm too tired now.

And I drifted to sleep.

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